The opening of this book is a heart-stopper. Sten Stenson and his wife Carolee are on a
Costa Rican shore excursion that goes from bad to worse. A couple of local criminals hold the cruise
group at gunpoint, demanding their wallets and valuables, but Sten uses his
skills as an ex-Marine to bring the ringleader down. Back in the U.S.A., we find that Sten’s
25-year-old son Adam is a psychopathic survivalist who models his life after that
of John Colter, a scout for the Lewis and Clark expedition. Our third character is Sara, a lonely 40-something
anti-government rebel who becomes romantically involved with Adam. These two are the epitome of the lunatic fringe. Sara doesn’t share Adam’s penchant for
violence but neither does she try very hard to dissuade him. In fact, she’s more concerned about the
consequences of her possible guilt by association than she is about the
horrendous things Adam has done. Sten is
no hero, either, as he allows a buddy to get him worked up about Mexicans
buying food supplies in the grocery store.
In other words, all three of these people are a little hard to take and
impossible to like, much less admire. In
fact, my only real complaint about this book is the lack of good guys. The story takes place in northern California,
and I know for a fact that not everyone up there is wacko. As always, Boyle’s writing is superb, and he
never shies away from controversial subject matter, such as a mentally ill
person being armed to the teeth. If the
action and attitudes in this novel don’t raise your hackles and your blood
pressure, I don’t know what will.
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Sunday, June 26, 2016
WORLD'S END by T.C. Boyle
This novel is full of very wicked men of multiple
generations. The few good men are lost
in the shuffle, and the women are pretty secondary throughout. The Hatfields and McCoys have nothing on the
Van Brunts and Van Warts of Peterskill, NY.
We pop back and forth between the 1690s and the 1960s, but nothing much
changes during the intervening three centuries as far as these two families are
concerned. In the 17th
century, the Van Brunts are tenant farmers on land owned by the Van Warts, and
Jeremias Van Brunt balks each year when he has to pay his due. In the 20th century, Walter Van
Brunt manages to sever his feet in two separate motorcycle accidents. And, yes, you can assume that alcohol was a
factor. Walter is basically a screw-up
of epic proportions, haunted by the ghost of his long-gone father who may have
betrayed Walter’s mother and godparents by skedaddling instead of going for
help during a riot. Some of these people
are so vicious, the book becomes difficult to read at times. Violence erupts over political differences,
women, obligations to sadistic landlords, and bigotry, particularly toward
Native Americans. Probably the character
who garners the most attention is Walter, whose lack of charisma is superseded
only by that of his on-again, off-again employer, Depeyster Van Wart. Depeyster, tortured by the fact that the Van
Wart family line may end with him, follows in the footsteps of his ancestors,
feeling that his wealth gives him the right to throw his weight around and
crush anyone who stands in his way. Two
big questions loom: Why exactly did
Walter’s father abandon his wife and child, and what will Depeyster do if/when
he discovers that his wife has been having an affair with a Native
American? The author fully addresses
both questions, but that doesn’t mean you’ll like the answers. My favorite thing about this book is that it
mentions the snail darter, and I was a student at the University of Tennessee
when this controversy brought the construction of TVA’s Tellico Dam to an abrupt
halt. I had no idea this endangered
little fish had such a big fanbase.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
THE BOOK OF ILLUSIONS by Paul Auster
If the rest of this book were as fantastic as the
first 50 pages, I would give it 5 stars.
David Zimmer has lost his entire family in a plane crash, and, after
seeing a TV film clip of silent film star Hector Mann, he embarks on a
quest. David travels, with the help of
Xanax, to museums around the world to view all of Mann’s silent films as
research for a book. Mann mysteriously
disappeared shortly after the making of his last movie, but, after the book is
published, David receives a letter indicating that Mann is alive. Thus begins a new episode in David’s mission
to uncover the truth about Hector Mann.
The downside is that I felt very detached from all of the characters in this
book, including David, whose grief drives him to several suicide attempts. Writing and some good old-fashioned slapstick
comedy are his salvation. The author’s
vivid descriptions of Mann’s movies, two of them in particular, are the reason
that the first part of the book is so good.
The plots are magical, sophisticated, and supremely clever, and I want
to see those movies! I imagined Mann,
with his moustache and white suit, to resemble David Niven. Zimmer and Mann both suffer tragic losses,
but the silent movie plots are pure delight, and they save a dark novel from
becoming maudlin. I am also wondering to
what degree, if any, this book inspired the movie The Artist. John Goodman
plays a man named Al Zimmer in the movie, so I figure his name is a nod to the
narrator of this book. There’s also at
least one more similarity between the novel and the movie: both are about a silent film star with a
foreign accent, which makes the transition to talkies problematic. In this book, the contrast between the man,
“Mann,” and his enchanting film work is quite a feat for the author, but the
real feat is the immense imagination that went into the construction of the
movie plots and conveying those plots to the reader so brilliantly.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
TIMBUKTU by Paul Auster
Mr. Bones is a dog who understands spoken English. His beloved master, Willy, is a homeless alcoholic
with health problems, both physical and mental.
Mr. Bones doesn’t judge Willy for his shortcomings but rather judges
everyone else by how clueless they are about a dog’s needs and wants. When Willy passes on to “Timbuktu,” a
euphemism for heaven, a weary and grieving Mr. Bones has to fend for
himself. Gone are the unplanned
meanderings that Mr. Bones enjoyed with Willy.
He attaches himself to a new young human companion who has to hide Mr.
Bones from his father. Mr. Bones escapes
this imperfect situation and moves on to a family that provides a doghouse and
good eats but leaves him at a posh kennel during a family vacation. Mr. Bones and Willy were inseparable, and now
Mr. Bones is a different sort of lesser family member—a pet. I’m not sure exactly how to interpret this
story. On the surface, this is a dog
story or maybe even a buddy story, but deeper down I suppose it’s a story of unconditional
love and loyalty between two individuals, regardless of species or gender. It is obviously more than just an homage to
our canine companions; it’s a statement about friendship and perhaps how life
with a constant good friend, even if food and shelter are not always available,
is more fulfilling than a life with creature comforts. For Mr. Bones, at least,
the struggle to find love is a much more daunting task than scrounging for food
and a warm, dry place to sleep. I
suppose we can apply this struggle to people as well, but that analogy only
goes so far. The ending, for example,
was a disappointment for me, concluding with a whimper rather than a triumphant
roar.
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
THE NEST by Cynthia D'Aprix Sweeney
Every dysfunctional family is different, and in this
case, four siblings are awaiting the imminent release of their $2 million trust
fund. The oldest, Leo, who is
simultaneously the talented star of the family and the black sheep, has run
into a spot of trouble, seriously injuring his 19-year-old passenger in a car
accident. The family matriarch taps the
trust fund for remunerations to the girl and for Leo’s stint in rehab. This development is devastating to the other
three, since the payout has now shrunk to a paltry $50,000 apiece. Jack, unbeknownst to his husband, has secretly
borrowed money on their summer home to keep his struggling business
afloat. Dubbed from childhood as “Leo
Lite,” he is almost as despicable as his brother, without the substance abuse
problems. In his desperation to repay
the loan, he tries to broker the sale of a stolen piece of art on the black
market, compounding the ugly secrets he’s keeping from his partner. Melody
wants to send her twin daughters to college, even though they have found a way
to dodge her tracking of their cellphones so that they can skip out on their
SAT tutoring sessions. Bea, after a
promising start to her literary career, has reached an impasse in the writing
of her long-awaited first novel. The
crux of the matter and the question on everyone’s mind is whether or not Leo
will turn over a new leaf and reimburse “The Nest.” His track record is iffy, but he’s back with
old girlfriend Stephanie, who shares with Bea my vote for most likeable
character, despite her questionable taste in men. Bea is a poignant character in many ways and
makes the dubious decision to use her brother’s tragic mishap as fodder for her
novel. I enjoyed this book from start
to finish, and I can’t complain about the ending, either, by which time I felt
that I knew these characters inside and out.
They may not be people I’d want to hang out with, but certainly for the
duration of this novel they provided some entertaining drama. I’m just glad they’re not my family.
Wednesday, June 8, 2016
THE HEART GOES LAST by Margaret Atwood
Dystopian novels tend to be pretty
bleak, but here Margaret Atwood has injected a lot of humor, so that the tone is quite
different. Charmaine and Stan are a
married couple living in their car after an economic collapse has devastated
the eastern U.S. Charmaine is working as
a bartender so that they can buy food, but the car is their only defense
against the crazed hoodlums who attack in the night. Then Charmaine hears about a closed community
(once in, you can never leave) called Consilience where everyone has a job and
decent housing. She convinces Stan to
take the hook. The premise of the
community is that everyone lives as normal people every other month, but on
alternate months they are prisoners, doing more menial jobs, while another
couple occupies their house. The two
alternating couples are forbidden to meet as they swap places each month, but
Charmaine soon finds herself in a reckless affair with Max, who lives in their house
while Charmaine and Stan are in prison.
To me this seemed a bit like Cold War Communism, where everyone is
working for the good of the community, but the community leaders are definitely
reaping some sort of monetary benefits while keeping close tabs on what the
citizens are up to. The humor comes in
the form of the funny business between Charmaine and Max and the ramifications
for Stan, who finds a lusty note but misinterprets its authorship. Charmaine and Stan are unwitting pawns in a
complicated scheme that involves Elvis robots, blue knitted teddy bears, and a
drug that will knock a person out and then cause them to imprint on the first
thing they see with two eyes. The gritty
start belies the nutty stuff that happens later in the book, making it both chilling
and somewhat absurd at the same time. This
combination appealed to me in a big way.
Sunday, June 5, 2016
LIFE BEFORE MAN by Margaret Atwood
Lesje and Elizabeth are competing for Nate’s
affection, and, honestly, he’s not really worth it. The two women work at the same natural
history museum, and Nate is an attorney who now makes his living, such as it
is, carving toys. He and Elizabeth have
a totally dysfunctional marriage, both engaging in affairs that they don’t
bother to hide. Elizabeth’s most recent
spurned lover has committed suicide, and she’s depressed, though not exactly
grieving. Nate discards his current
paramour, Martha, for Lesje, who lives with William but has no real investment
in that relationship. These characters
are just as messed up as they sound, but Atwood wrote this book in the 1970s,
and the novel takes place in the 1970s.
She may be making a statement about our culture during that time period,
but I have a feeling that these people would be just as despicable today. Still, I found these crazy relationships
oddly appealing, in a voyeuristic kind of way.
Not that there’s anything kinky going on, except perhaps William’s
startling reaction when he finds out about Lesje’s affair with Nate. Elizabeth comes across as a skilled
manipulator, laying a major guilt trip on Nate, when she’s just as much at
fault for the demise of their marriage.
However, Nate seems to me to be passive-aggressive, stringing Lesje
along while he drags out the severing of his ties with Elizabeth, ostensibly
for the sake of their two daughters.
Lesje is the real enigma, and Atwood never really clues us in as to what
she sees in Nate. Does she love him
because he sought her out as a lover? He
struck me as sort of a weasel. She could
do better.
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
THE LAKE HOUSE by Kate Morton
Kate Morton’s novels are getting little too formulaic
for me: a woman in the present is
attempting to unravel a mystery from the past.
Still, her novels are entertaining and not too challenging, so I don’t
really have much to complain about. In
this case, Sadie is a cop, so that she has some experience solving mysteries,
even though she is currently on leave from her job for blabbing to a
journalist. While spending her leave at
her grandfather’s house, she stumbles upon an abandoned lake house and discovers
that a child vanished from it in the 1930s.
Sadie then seeks out Alice Edevane, a sister of the missing child, who
is now an octogenarian and prolific mystery writer. As it turns out, Alice and both of her
sisters blame themselves, for one reason or another, for their baby brother’s
disappearance. In other words, Alice’s
family members, a former nanny, the handsome gardener, and the family friend
who later committed suicide all seem to be candidates for killing the child or
orchestrating his kidnapping, either intentionally or accidentally. Morton is very adept at leading the reader on
one wild goose chase after another, and we follow Sadie to most of these dead
ends. The author reveals countless
Edevane family secrets, steering us to a series of possible conclusions that
may or may not be plausible, depending on your opinion of the various
characters. In the meantime, Sadie has
problems of her own, namely the one that got her banished from the force
(justifiably or not?) and the mysterious letter that she returns to the sender
unopened, but the Edevane puzzle is a welcome diversion from her personal
tribulations. So if you don’t like one
storyline, there are several others that might be more appealing. I was never bored with this novel, but I wasn’t
exactly captivated, either. Sadie is
tenacious and smart and governed a little too much by her emotions, but how
could I fully relate to a character who doesn’t like to read? Still, Sadie’s more lovable than Alice the
lovestruck teenager or Alice who bristles at revisiting a tragic event that she
may have abetted.
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