Lucid prose limns complicated people whose dilemmas illuminate crucial moral choices, large and small. Very fine fiction...
From short-story author Packer (Mendocino, 1994), a reflective and probing first novel about a young woman reassessing her life after her fiancé is crippled.
Twenty-three-year-old Carrie is already quietly bored with Mike when he dives off the pier at Clausen’s Reservoir and breaks his neck. Suddenly there are others to contend with—her mother (her father vanished when Carrie was three), her best friend Jamie, Mike’s parents, even Mike’s best friend Rooster. Everyone thinks they know exactly who Carrie is and what she will do. Already, her future was no longer cast in a perfectly comfortable mold, and she’s panicked now as the accident threatens to set it in stone. After going through the motions for a few weeks, refusing to make emotional contact with anyone even as she dutifully visits Mike in the hospital, Carrie jumps into her car and heads to New York City. There, she moves in with a gay friend from high school and quickly embarks on a love affair with Kilroy, an older man who’s everything Mike is not: moody, secretive, distrustful of easy emotions. Carrie sets out to make a new identity for herself: she takes classes in clothing design, befriends a lesbian poet, slowly learns more about Kilroy’s conflicted past. Meanwhile, phone calls home don’t convince anyone she’s coming back: Mike is resigned, Jamie bitterly angry. Few readers, either, will expect her to return again, since Packer has painted such a compelling portrait of her alienation at home and of New York’s liberating pleasures as the city where people reinvent themselves. But this turns out to be a deeper novel than that, as Packer sends Carrie home to make her peace with Mike and Jamie. And there’s not a false note in the story’s tentative resolution, which thwarts our initial expectations in order to satisfy more complex demands.
Lucid prose limns complicated people whose dilemmas illuminate crucial moral choices, large and small. Very fine fiction indeed.Pub Date: April 1, 2001
ISBN: 0-375-41282-4
Page Count: 360
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2002
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.
Written with quiet dignity that builds to a climax of tragic force, this book about the dissolution of an African tribe, its traditions, and values, represents a welcome departure from the familiar "Me, white brother" genre.
Written by a Nigerian African trained in missionary schools, this novel tells quietly the story of a brave man, Okonkwo, whose life has absolute validity in terms of his culture, and who exercises his prerogative as a warrior, father, and husband with unflinching single mindedness. But into the complex Nigerian village filters the teachings of strangers, teachings so alien to the tribe, that resistance is impossible. One must distinguish a force to be able to oppose it, and to most, the talk of Christian salvation is no more than the babbling of incoherent children. Still, with his guns and persistence, the white man, amoeba-like, gradually absorbs the native culture and in despair, Okonkwo, unable to withstand the corrosion of what he, alone, understands to be the life force of his people, hangs himself. In the formlessness of the dying culture, it is the missionary who takes note of the event, reminding himself to give Okonkwo's gesture a line or two in his work, The Pacification of the Primitive Tribes of the Lower Niger.
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.Pub Date: Jan. 23, 1958
ISBN: 0385474547
Page Count: 207
Publisher: McDowell, Obolensky
Review Posted Online: April 23, 2013
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 1958
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Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.
A lonely postman learns that he’s about to die—and reflects on life as he bargains with a Hawaiian-shirt–wearing devil.
The 30-year-old first-person narrator in filmmaker/novelist Kawamura’s slim novel is, by his own admission, “boring…a monotone guy,” so unimaginative that, when he learns he has a brain tumor, the bucket list he writes down is dull enough that “even the cat looked disgusted with me.” Luckily—or maybe not—a friendly devil, dubbed Aloha, pops onto the scene, and he’s willing to make a deal: an extra day of life in exchange for being allowed to remove something pleasant from the world. The first thing excised is phones, which goes well enough. (The narrator is pleasantly surprised to find that “people seemed to have no problem finding something to fill up their free time.”) But deals with the devil do have a way of getting complicated. This leads to shallow musings (“Sometimes, when you rewatch a film after not having seen it for a long time, it makes a totally different impression on you than it did the first time you saw it. Of course, the movie hasn’t changed; it’s you who’s changed") written in prose so awkward, it’s possibly satire (“Tears dripped down onto the letter like warm, salty drops of rain”). Even the postman’s beloved cat, who gains the power of speech, ends up being prim and annoying. The narrator ponders feelings about a lost love, his late mother, and his estranged father in a way that some readers might find moving at times. But for many, whatever made this book a bestseller in Japan is going to be lost in translation.
Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.Pub Date: March 12, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-29405-0
Page Count: 176
Publisher: Flatiron Books
Review Posted Online: Feb. 16, 2019
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2019
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