The third and final section of this book baffled me so much
that I had to call into question everything that I had read before that. Suffice it to say that the first section is
not what it seems, and this novel brings the concept of an unreliable narrator
to a whole new height. The first
section’s narrative follows Sarah, a theatre major at a performing arts high
school, but her acting chops are such that she performs backstage tasks during
all of the school’s performances. Her
failed romance with fellow student David catches the attention of Mr. Kingsley,
the magnetic theatre instructor, who begins pairing the two up for trust
exercises, bringing both of them to a new level of uncomfortable awkwardness in
each other’s company. Then a visiting troupe
of English actors arrives to perform a production of Candide, and their relationships with the students become the focal
point of the story. The second section
takes place fifteen years later and involves many of the same characters—sort
of. Reading this book is definitely a
trust exercise in and of itself, as nothing in the novel, except perhaps the
final section, can be taken at face value.
I found this level of unreliable narration both intriguing and
frustrating at the same time. I’m
really sorry that my book club isn’t reading it, because it definitely lends
itself to a rousing discussion and possibly some conclusions that I may have
overlooked as possibilities.
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