LOSING IT

Name: LOSING IT
Author: Alan Cumyn
ISBN: 0-312-30691-1

by Alan Cumyn ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 1, 2003

Rich, witty, outrageous fun: Canadian author Cumyn, in his US debut, is not afraid to go over the top for effect, but he is...

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A riotous tale of sexual perversities in Ottawa and the afflictions of Job as they are visited upon a hapless middle-aged college professor.

If David Lodge had written the script for Glen or Glenda?, it might have turned out something like this. Begin with one Bob Sterling, a quiet family man and a teacher at the University of Ottawa who specializes in the works of Edgar Allan Poe. Bob has an attractive and pleasant wife named Julia and a rollicking baby boy named Matthew. His mother-in-law Lenore is increasingly senile, but she’s being well looked-after in the Fallowfields Home. Bob drinks a bit more than he should, but his career seems assured and his life is pretty well under control—except for his one great, secret vice: Bob likes to wear women’s clothing. The only person who knows is Sienna Chu, a Chinese-Irish graduate student who travels with Bob to a Poe conference in New York and seduces him in his hotel room. No sooner has Bob found bliss with the domineering Sienna, however, than word arrives that his mother-in-law has escaped from Fallowfields. After she’s found wandering the streets of Ottawa, Julia decides Lenore needs to live with them for her own safety. This makes home life more than slightly unpleasant, and drives Bob even deeper into the clutches of Sienna—who, unfortunately, has a jealous boyfriend who vows revenge on Bob. Julia, meanwhile, finds herself the object of increasing attention from Donny Clatch, an old schoolmate who’s now renovating her bathroom. Just when it looks like all hell is going to break loose, the house burns down—set afire by the demented Lenore. Can a conflagration save a troubled family? Remember the story of the Phoenix?

Rich, witty, outrageous fun: Canadian author Cumyn, in his US debut, is not afraid to go over the top for effect, but he is patient and painstaking enough to bring off a coherent and well-thought-out storyline.

Pub Date: Jan. 1, 2003

ISBN: 0-312-30691-1

Page Count: 384

Publisher: St. Martin's

Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 2002

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THE HANDMAID'S TALE

by Margaret Atwood ‧ RELEASE DATE: Feb. 17, 1985

Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.

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The time is the not-so-distant future, when the US's spiraling social freedoms have finally called down a reaction, an Iranian-style repressive "monotheocracy" calling itself the Republic of Gilead—a Bible-thumping, racist, capital-punishing, and misogynistic rule that would do away with pleasure altogether were it not for one thing: that the Gileadan women, pure and true (as opposed to all the nonbelieving women, those who've ever been adulterous or married more than once), are found rarely fertile.

Thus are drafted a whole class of "handmaids," whose function is to bear the children of the elite, to be fecund or else (else being certain death, sent out to be toxic-waste removers on outlying islands). The narrative frame for Atwood's dystopian vision is the hopeless private testimony of one of these surrogate mothers, Offred ("of" plus the name of her male protector). Lying cradled by the body of the barren wife, being meanwhile serviced by the husband, Offred's "ceremony" must be successful—if she does not want to join the ranks of the other disappeared (which include her mother, her husband—dead—and small daughter, all taken away during the years of revolt). One Of her only human conduits is a gradually developing affair with her master's chauffeur—something that's balanced more than offset, though, by the master's hypocritically un-Puritan use of her as a kind of B-girl at private parties held by the ruling men in a spirit of nostalgia and lust. This latter relationship, edging into real need (the master's), is very effectively done; it highlights the handmaid's (read Everywoman's) eternal exploitation, profane or sacred ("We are two-legged wombs, that's all: sacred vessels, ambulatory chalices"). Atwood, to her credit, creates a chillingly specific, imaginable night-mare. The book is short on characterization—this is Atwood, never a warm writer, at her steeliest—and long on cynicism—it's got none of the human credibility of a work such as Walker Percy's Love In The Ruins. But the scariness is visceral, a world that's like a dangerous and even fatal grid, an electrified fence.

Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.

Pub Date: Feb. 17, 1985

ISBN: 038549081X

Page Count: -

Publisher: Houghton Mifflin

Review Posted Online: Sept. 16, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 1985

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THE SECRET HISTORY

by Donna Tartt ‧ RELEASE DATE: Sept. 16, 1992

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The Brat Pack meets The Bacchae in this precious, way-too-long, and utterly unsuspenseful town-and-gown murder tale. A bunch of ever-so-mandarin college kids in a small Vermont school are the eager epigones of an aloof classics professor, and in their exclusivity and snobbishness and eagerness to please their teacher, they are moved to try to enact Dionysian frenzies in the woods. During the only one that actually comes off, a local farmer happens upon them—and they kill him. But the death isn't ruled a murder—and might never have been if one of the gang—a cadging sybarite named Bunny Corcoran—hadn't shown signs of cracking under the secret's weight. And so he too is dispatched. The narrator, a blank-slate Californian named Richard Pepen chronicles the coverup. But if you're thinking remorse-drama, conscience masque, or even semi-trashy who'll-break-first? page-turner, forget it: This is a straight gee-whiz, first-to-have-ever-noticed college novel—"Hampden College, as a body, was always strangely prone to hysteria. Whether from isolation, malice, or simple boredom, people there were far more credulous and excitable than educated people are generally thought to be, and this hermetic, overheated atmosphere made it a thriving black petri dish of melodrama and distortion." First-novelist Tartt goes muzzy when she has to describe human confrontations (the murder, or sex, or even the ping-ponging of fear), and is much more comfortable in transcribing aimless dorm-room paranoia or the TV shows that the malefactors anesthetize themselves with as fate ticks down. By telegraphing the murders, Tartt wants us to be continually horrified at these kids—while inviting us to semi-enjoy their manneristic fetishes and refined tastes. This ersatz-Fitzgerald mix of moralizing and mirror-looking (Jay McInerney shook and poured the shaker first) is very 80's—and in Tartt's strenuous version already seems dated, formulaic. Les Nerds du Mal—and about as deep (if not nearly as involving) as a TV movie.