Eli is a teenager who adores his uncle, Poxl West, who is
not really a relative but is more of a grandfather figure to Eli. When Poxl writes a memoir of his experiences
during WWII, Eli is miffed that he never receives his signed copy, but still he
reads the book several times and uses it as a basis for school
assignments. This novel contains the
entire text of Poxl’s memoir, and this book-within-a-book is the real meat of
this novel. Poxl, a Jew, flees
Czechoslovakia for the Netherlands as a young man, at the behest of his father,
but Poxl’s real impetus is the shock of seeing his mother with her lover. Virtually the same thing happens in the
Netherlands, where he escapes to England after seeing his prostitute girlfriend
Francoise with another man. He occupies
himself in London as a civilian rescuer during the blitz but never gives up on
his dream to become an RAF pilot. Except
for the twist near the end, which did not seem all that original to me, this
novel didn’t really turn me on that much.
The twist does justify the book-within-a-book structure, though, and
creates an unfortunate dilemma for Eli, while shedding more light on Poxl than
even his own memoir does. As for the
memoir itself, Poxl’s incessant hand-wringing over his abandonment of Francoise
becomes tiresome after a while, although I thought his abrupt departure from
Czechoslovakia was much more lamentable.
Other characters seem to disappear almost as fast as they are
introduced, and the turbulent times are certainly responsible for some of
this. Still, I never established any
sort of bond with any of the characters, even though they weren’t despicable or
villainous. I would have liked to have
felt more invested in either Eli’s or Poxl’s story.
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