A beautifully told but relentlessly grim tale that ends well for almost no one.
A literate, gothic tale of murder, madness, and intergenerational conflict.
Rapp’s latest opens with a central mystery: A young man wanders into a small town in 1951, identifies himself to 13-year-old Myra Lee Larkin as Mickey Mantle, and commits a triple murder worthy of Charles Starkweather. He disappears, leaving a familial memory that will endure, in the form of whispers and a baseball card, for the next half century. Myra, a good Catholic girl who tries to hold to her faith, is one of six children who inevitably drift apart. One, Alec, presents a foreboding figure early on: “His soaked hair makes him seem sinful and ghoulish.” Everyone in Myra’s life, it seems, is touched by mental illness: her father, an uncommunicative war veteran; her free-spirit sister, who tries on every fad of the 1960s; her husband, a straight shooter who descends into schizophrenia, convinced that a light bulb is ordering him to kill Myra and their son, who grows over the years to be both a successful writer and a man himself in need of psychiatric medication; Myra’s grandson, who has apocalyptic visions of cloudscapes. And then there’s brother Alec, whose career opens in this book with a spasm of bloodshed, many more of which punctuate the narrative. Rapp can write up a storm, but the story he presents, as his characters attempt to understand one another over the course of their lives, is relentlessly gloomy and violent, as if channeling the spirit of Cormac McCarthy. It’s improbable, too: Except in fiction, the chance of being surrounded by that much mental illness seems vanishingly small. Still, willing suspension of disbelief and all, Rapp is a sharp and witty observer (“Their father is staring at his plate as if the ham will provide a solution”), and his narrative commands attention.
A beautifully told but relentlessly grim tale that ends well for almost no one.Pub Date: March 19, 2024
ISBN: 9780316434164
Page Count: 480
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Jan. 20, 2024
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 15, 2024
Uneven but fitfully amusing.
Betrayed by her husband, a severely depressed young woman gets drawn into the over-the-top festivities at a lavish wedding.
Phoebe Stone, who teaches English literature at a St. Louis college, is plotting her own demise. Her husband, Matt, has left her for another woman, and Phoebe is taking it hard. Indeed, she's determined just where and how she will end it all: at an oceanfront hotel in Newport, where she will lie on a king-sized canopy bed and take a bottle of her cat’s painkillers. At the hotel, Phoebe meets bride-to-be Lila, a headstrong rich girl presiding over her own extravagant six-day wedding celebration. Lila thought she had booked every room in the hotel, and learning of Phoebe's suicidal intentions, she forbids this stray guest from disrupting the nuptials: “No. You definitely can’t kill yourself. This is my wedding week.” After the punchy opening, a grim flashback to the meltdown of Phoebe's marriage temporarily darkens the mood, but things pick up when spoiled Lila interrupts Phoebe's preparations and sweeps her up in the wedding juggernaut. The slide from earnest drama to broad farce is somewhat jarring, but from this point on, Espach crafts an enjoyable—if overstuffed—comedy of manners. When the original maid of honor drops out, Phoebe is persuaded, against her better judgment, to take her place. There’s some fun to be had here: The wedding party—including groom-to-be Gary, a widower, and his 11-year-old daughter—takes surfing lessons; the women in the group have a session with a Sex Woman. But it all goes on too long, and the humor can seem forced, reaching a low point when someone has sex with the vintage wedding car (you don’t want to know the details). Later, when two characters have a meet-cute in a hot tub, readers will guess exactly how the marriage plot resolves.
Uneven but fitfully amusing.Pub Date: July 30, 2024
ISBN: 9781250899576
Page Count: 384
Publisher: Henry Holt
Review Posted Online: Sept. 13, 2024
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I Who Have Never Known Men ($22.00; May 1997; 224 pp.; 1-888363-43-6): In this futuristic fantasy (which is immediately reminiscent of Margaret Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale), the nameless narrator passes from her adolescent captivity among women who are kept in underground cages following some unspecified global catastrophe, to a life as, apparently, the last woman on earth. The material is stretched thin, but Harpman's eye for detail and command of tone (effectively translated from the French original) give powerful credibility to her portrayal of a human tabula rasa gradually acquiring a fragmentary comprehension of the phenomena of life and loving, and a moving plangency to her muted cri de coeur (``I am the sterile offspring of a race about which I know nothing, not even whether it has become extinct'').
Pub Date: May 1, 1997
ISBN: 1-888363-43-6
Page Count: 224
Publisher: N/A
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 1997
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