Sunday, 9 December 2007

#14 Judith Hearne / #15 Set In Stone







#14 The Lonely Passion of Judith Hearne (Authors' Club Award for First Novel 1955)



2007 was the year in which I discovered Brian Moore. I picked him for my reading the author challenge and now have a habit which must be satisfied! I've even set up a blog just for discussions on all 20 of his novels. (And I though these challenges were supposed to help reduce theTBR.)

The Lonely Passion of Judith Hearne was my third and final novel for both the Reading the Author challenge and the Book to Movie. (Don't you just love crossovers!) And it' s a strong contender for my personal book of the year. I didn't think anything would approach the lofty heights of Karen Connolly's The Lizard Cage - but Moore has.


Thoughts on the movie here. Thoughts on the book on my new blog TheMooreTheMerrier.



#15 Set in Stone - Linda Newbery (2006 Costa Award for Children's Novel)

I didn't quite get into this as much as I was expecting and I think it's because it is a young adult's novel and shied away from the really murkier aspects of its gothic material. Further thought here. However, I'm glad I read it. It means I can start on the 2007 Costa award winners as soon as they are announced!







Monday, 6 August 2007

The Secret Agent - Joseph Conrad

My first read for the Through The Decades Reading Challenge is a novel I have been meaning to reread for ages. I enjoyed it as a teen – how does it fare now I’m at the wrong end of my forties?

Very well, indeed, as it happens.

It’s not a thriller in the modern sense for the lens is not focused on the derring-do of spies and terrorists. It’s an examination of the fallout of a terrorist act gone badly wrong. More I cannot say without spoiling what is actually an intriguing and horrifying set of circumstances. And though the title points to Mr Verloc, The Secret Agent, as the prime character, the story is really that of his wife, Winnie. And what an emotional rollercoaster that turns out to be.

Winnie and her dim-witted brother, Stevie, are the only characters painted positively in Conrad’s novel. The Victorian anarchists are a bunch of immoral and incompetent ne’er-do-wells; their outer appearance as repulsive as their morals. Yet the world in which they operate is quite often as amoral. The halos of embassy officials and the police force have slipped also. Thus the novel retains its currency for a contemporary audience.

The core of the novel lies in the examination of the relationship between Mr and Mrs Verloc - a marriage of convenience for both. Verloc marries Winnie to give himself an edge of respectability and a front for his activities. Winnie marries him to provide a safe-haven for her brother and doesn’t look too closely at her husband’s habits, preferring to turn a blind eye to his unsavoury associates. Neither does she tell him of everything she does. The arrangement works well enough for 7 years, when the unravelling begins ….

Much is made of Conrad’s use of complex sentences with unwieldy vocabulary. Fortunately the plot is such that the pages turn themselves at times. I was particularly engrossed in the final scene between Verloc and Winnie. They are at complete cross-purpose. The damage is done and yet Verloc’s self-confidence remains undented. Winnie is his wife. Ergo she is fond of him. Yet she does not seek solace in his arms. Verloc “was disappointed. There was that within him which would have been more satisfied if she had been moved to throw herself upon his breast. But he was generous and indulgent. Winnie was always undemonstrative and silent. Neither was Mr Verloc himself prodigal of endearments and words as a rule. But this was not an ordinary evening. It was an occasion when a man wants to be fortified and strengthened by open proofs of sympathy and affection. Mr Verloc sighed and put out the gas in the kitchen. Mr Verloc’s sympathy with his wife was genuine and intense.” And, it must be said, fake at the same time. For Verloc simply doesn’t understand his wife’s viewpoint. The reader does. In the same scene Conrad dissects Winnie’s mental state with real sympathy and acute psychological insight. While Verloc’s incomprehension and self-justifications make Winnie’s blood boil, the reader is laughing at his bumbling idiocy.

Conrad, writing in his 3rd (!) language, has other stylistic tricks up his sleeve, including tight control of the timeframe. The identity of one key figure remains hidden, revealed only to the reader as it is revealed to the characters. Thus is the suspense and the horror magnified.

Final Analysis: I’m really pleased I revisited this novel, now confirmed it as one of my favourites.

Thursday, 19 July 2007

Reading Through The Decades

And here's another challenge I can't resist.

http://15books15decades.blogspot.com

As I've joined late, I'm not going to attempt books from 15 decades. However, 1 book per decade of the 2oth century is reasonable. It will give my personal C20th challenge a much needed boost. 1 book per year of the 20th Century, 100 different authors. This has been on the go for a couple of years - no deadline. However, I've only read 4 titles so far this year. Reading through the decades will get me back on track.

The progress of my C20th century challenge can be found here:

http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?tag=C20+challenge&view=LizzySiddal

I have selected the following titles for Reading Through The Decades:

1900s The Secret Agent - Joseph Conrad (1907)
1910s The Dubliners - James Joyce (1914)
1920s TBA
1930s TBA
1940s TBA
1950s TBA
1960s TBA
1970s TBA
1980s Cold Spring Harbour - Richard Yates
1990s The Blue Flower - Penelope Fitzgerald

Sunday, 15 July 2007

Sacred Hunger - Barry Unsworth


Booker Prize Winner 1992

2007 marks the bi-centennial of the abolition of the slave trade in Britain, a trade upon which the prosperity of Georgian Britain was founded. There can no more relevant read, therefore, than Barry Unsworth’s “Sacred Hunger”.


The love of money, the making of profit is the sacred hunger of the title. This quest justifies everything and sanctifies all purposes. Unsworth examines the mentality of the British merchants of the 18th century. Living in their gaudy houses, playing with culture, romance and love, they ruthlessly pillage Africa of its lifeblood. Detailed analysis of the triangular trade is woven into the first half of the novel which follows the history of The Liverpool Merchant slaver ship from conception and build to its disappearance in an Atlantic storm. Its tortuous voyage, the lives it blighted and destroyed (both in Britain and Africa) form a fascinating and, at times, horrendous narrative.

The second half of the novel focuses on the British in America where “white man is speaking with forked tongue” to vanquish the indigeneous nation on the other side of the Atlantic. It's heartbreaking to understand that shiny bright beads, baubles and the odd gun persuaded coastal Africans to hunt and enslave those from the interior. It's doubly heartbreaking to watch shiny bright medals persuading Indian chiefs to hand over lands to the British King.

While the history of the ship, its crew and its cargo steers us through the first half of the novel, the emnity between the two main protagonists, cousins Erasmus Kemp (the ship owner’s son) and Matthew Paris (the ship’s doctor) provides the narrative drive in the second. For Kemp wants Paris to pay for the damage done to his family when the ship did not return and pursues him across the Atlantic. In the meantime Paris, along with the visionary Delblanc, form a utopian society with the survivors of the ship. Can this fledgling society, founded on the theft and brutalising of half its population, coalesce and heal? Or will the sacred hunger, common to mankind, reemerge even here?

Unsworth has done his homework but wears it lightly. There are many colourful characters and plenty of plot to disguise the research. If there is any fault in this novel, and I admit this grudgingly, it is that the pace of the first two sections is very slow. However, once The Liverpool Merchant reaches Africa, the pages turn very, very quickly indeed.

Friday, 13 July 2007

Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell


Pulitzer Prize Winner 1936

I have a general rule - film tie-in covers are to be avoided. Yet I have no argument with the classic image from a classic film on the cover of this classic novel - it is an icon after all!


I first read this in my teens and my great memories have been fed in the intervening decades with periodic viewings of the film. That would appear to be a common experience for several in my reading group requested a reread.


Arguably the first blockbuster (it has sold more than 38 million copies) Gone with the Wind at 1010 pages is long .... very long ... too long?


It is essentially the tale of a tormented love triangle: Scarlett's unrequited love for Ashley, Rhett's unrequited love for Scarlett and ultimately Scarlett's unrequited love for Rhett. As a teenage I enjoyed the Rhett/Scarlett cat and mouse games but, in middle age, I tired of Scarlett's emotional scotoma around page 600. The green-eyed independent Southern belle, a spirited heroine to be admired when I was 17, is a selfish, heartless, unintelligent little madam. Like Rhett, at the end I couldn't give a damn about her predicament although I find myself debating whether the monster was created by the circumstances or by Rhett himself.


To reduce Gone with The Wind to romantic saga is to render it a great disservice. Set against the backdrop of the American Civil War and defeat of the South, military tactics and the corruption of scallawags, carpetbaggers and the administration during the Reconstruction of Georgia is laid out in all its fascinating and inglorious detail. So too are the effects on the population - the men who died, the women who survived and the slaves or "darkies" who were freed.


This brings us to the controversial elements of the novel. There is no doubt that Mitchell's portrayal is a patriotic pro-Confederate stance. The Southerners are also pro-slavery ... which is only to be expected. Anything else woud destroy the historical context of the novel. But does Gone With the Wind cross the line and become racist? There is evidence for this: the dimwittedness of the "darkies", who form a threatening anonymous mass after the war. And does Mitchell go so far as to endorse the formation of the KKK? On the other hand, when the negroes are named, they are honourable people who form a backbone of society. Think Mammy. Think Uncle Peter.


However, there are those who are not so ambivalent as myself. AliceRandall says her book, The Wind Done Gone, is a form of political protest, an “antidote to the poison” of racism in Gone With the Wind. “I wrote this book so that Gone With the Wind would no longer sit on the shelf unanswered, so that young black girls who were damaged by that book, as I was, would have somewhere to turn,” she says. “To create a literary parody is to derive the most absurd thing possible from the original text, and that is what I have created in Cynara—an intelligent black woman.”


For those who wish to follow the further adventures of Scarlett and Rhett there are 848 pages of the authorised sequel Scarlett by Alexandra Ripley. Personally, I'll be leaving Scarlett in her mansion in Peachtree Street, Atlanta, the street, where unfortunately her creator met her demise. Margaret Mitchell was struck by a speeding automobile on Peachtree Street in 1949. She died 5 days later.

Saturday, 7 July 2007

Book Awards Challenge - Preliminary Selection

This is my first blogspot challenge and it involves reading 12 prizewinning titles between July 2007 - June 2008.

My preliminary list looks like this:

The Chatham School Affair - Thomas H Cook (Edgar)
Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell (Pulitzer)
Sacred Hunger - Barry Unsworth (Booker)
The Siege of Krishnapur - J G Farrell (Booker)
Coram Boy - Jamila Gavin (Whitbread Children's Novel)
Set in Stone - Linda Newberry (Costa Children's Novel)
Property - Valerie Martin (Orange)
Mister Pip - Lloyd Jones (Commonwealth Writers Best Novel)
Fall On Your Knees - Ann-Marie MacDonald (Commonwealth Writers Debut Novel)
The Book of Chameleons - Jose Eduardo Agualusa (Independent Foreign Fiction)
The Broken Shore - Peter Temple (Duncan Lawrie Dagger)
Joseph Knight - James Robertson (Scottish Saltire Book of the Year)

It remains to be seen if I actually do read these or something completely different.
Hello.

I am unable to resist some of the reading challenges I've spotted on blogspot so I've started this blog simply to join in.

If I could work out how to feed from my current blog at

http://lizzysiddal.livejournal.com

I would do it. In the meantime I'm looking forward to joining the Book Awards challenge. See you soon!