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COMING OF AGE AT THE END OF DAYS

With a satirist’s eye and fleet, insightful prose, LaPlante delivers gratifying if somewhat foreseeable twists in one girl’s...

Quirky mystery writer LaPlante (Circle of Wives, 2014, etc.) switches things up in her latest tale, a spin on teen dystopian fiction with a decidedly grown-up kick.

Teenage Anna, the only child of cheerful iconoclasts (mom tunes grand pianos for a living, while dad maps earthquakes), is spiraling into a deep funk, unable to blend in with her Silicon Valley peers or, lately, lift limbs out of bed. Except at rare moments—with her worried parents; her mean but interesting chemistry teacher, Ms. Thadeous; and her former protector from childhood, Jim (college football star, now living in exile in his parents’ rec room)—she feels “as receptive to human interaction as a slab of meat." The therapist she’s dragged to prescribes meds but frames Anna’s outsider mentality as “a simple misalignment with her herd” and urges her to “Hunt with the pack….Even if it’s just an act at first.” Anna’s mood grows still bleaker, until she meets Lars, the geeky but oddly cocky son of the new family next door. An instant outcast at school, Lars is unfazed by taunts and furtive pummeling. When he spills his secret to Anna—that he and his family are working to expedite certain Biblical prophecies—he really gets her attention. “We could use you,” he tells her. That she doesn’t scoff at this invitation is a given—and it’s not all new-moon madness. As she tells her USGS–tracking dad, “You yourself say we don’t have much longer on this planet….Might we not be talking about the same things in different ways?” She doesn’t share that she’s signed up to join other true believers at a remote ranch. Her journey there will settle the question once and for all but not before she endures a seismic event close to home.

With a satirist’s eye and fleet, insightful prose, LaPlante delivers gratifying if somewhat foreseeable twists in one girl’s search for salvation.

Pub Date: Aug. 4, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-8021-2165-3

Page Count: 240

Publisher: Atlantic Monthly

Review Posted Online: May 12, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 1, 2015

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THE HANDMAID'S TALE

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

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Publisher: Houghton Mifflin

Review Posted Online: Sept. 16, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 1985

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THINGS FALL APART

This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.

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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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