This book has Kate Atkinson's signature snappy dialog, but, other
than that, it's atypical, although her other books rely heavily on coincidence
or serendipity, and there's a bit of that here, too. Certainly, the author
points up how the direction of someone's life can hinge on a seemingly
inconsequential decision. Ursula dies
over and over, including the day she is born, but gets to relive each
life-threatening experience in such a way as to live another day (similar to
the movies Groundhog Day, Sliding Doors, and Source Code). It's unclear
as to whether she imagines these various alternatives or actually lives them,
but there are so many scenarios, and there's so much movement back and forth in
time that it's challenging to keep up.
Ursula was born in 1910 (unless she was strangled by the umbilical cord
and never lived at all), and each chapter's title is a date, so that I had to
keep calculating her age for the chapter at hand. Besides the element of confusion, though, the
thing that bothered me is that it was difficult to become very attached to
Ursula, not only because she kept dying, but also because with all her wildly
divergent life segments, I didn't gain a sense of who she really was. Did she become friends with Eva Braun and
Hitler in Munich, or was she
helping rescue survivors of the blitzkrieg in London? The opening pages suggest that she may have
even changed the course of history. With
all the permutations and combinations, she has more lives than a cat. She's sort of a pawn in this constant
rewinding, although she has a sense of déjà vu that allows her to steer her
life away from events that will result in her death or that of someone else
close to her. I kept wanting to know
which sequence of events characterized her real life, but this is fiction,
after all, so reality isn't a requirement.
This book is a critics' darling, but I'd still like to have another
Jackson Brodie novel from Ms. Atkinson.
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