Mo Yan is a Chinese novelist whose hallucinatory, carnivalesque fiction draws on Chinese folk tradition to depict a century of violence and transformation in rural Shandong Province.
Born Guan Moye in Gaomi, Shandong Province, Mo Yan grew up during the Cultural Revolution and joined the People’s Liberation Army as a young man partly to escape rural poverty. His pen name — “Mo Yan,” meaning “don’t speak” — reflects the conditions under which Chinese writers have long operated, though the irony is that he has spoken voluminously: his body of work is among the most ambitious in contemporary Chinese literature, in scope, scale, and formal ambition.
Red Sorghum (1987), his international breakthrough, is a vivid, violent account of his grandfather’s generation’s resistance against the Japanese invasion, narrated from a perspective that includes the dead and the unborn. The hallucinatory quality owes something to Faulkner and García Márquez but is deeply rooted in Chinese folk storytelling traditions. Big Breasts and Wide Hips, Life and Death Are Wearing Me Out, and Frog are among his other major works — each a panoramic attempt to render the sweep of twentieth-century Chinese history through the lens of a single region and its people. His Nobel Prize in 2012 was controversial: some writers and activists objected to his apparent support for Chinese censorship and his political positioning. His defenders argued that his literary achievement — the creation of a vivid, entirely original fictional world — stands independently of his politics. Zhang Yimou’s film adaptation of Red Sorghum, made in 1987, is excellent and helps illuminate the source material.