In this thrilling chase narrative, a hunted man escapes certain death at breakneck speed--carooming through Europe and heading blindly South. Faster and faster, to escape the assassins on his heels, our protagonist flies forward, blending into crowds, adjusting to terrains, hopping on and off ferries, always desperately trying to stay a step ahead of certain death: the past did not exist for him, only what was current existed, he was a prisoner of the instant, and he rushed into this instant, an instant that had no continuation, just as it had no earlier version, and he would have told himself--had he had time to think about this between two instants--that he had no need either for past or future for neither existed. But, in fact, he had no time between two instants. Since there's no such thing as two instants.Krasznahorkai--celebrated for the exhilarating energy of his prose--outdoes himself in Chasing Homer, and has, moreover, envisioned the book as a collaborative enterprise, with a beautiful full-color painting by Max Neumann for each of its nineteen chapters to evoke our hero's plight and--reaching out of the book proper--further propelling his flight by the wildly percussive music of Miklos Szilveszter, with a score for each chapter as well (to be accessed by the reader via QR codes printed in the book). Chasing Homer is a unique and incredibly swift tour of Laszlo's world--a treat not to be missed.