From the author, most recently, of Doll's Eyes (1993): a mild horror novel loaded with domestic description, turnoff vulgarity, and banal writing. Wood is best known for Twins (1977), a novel adapted from real life and later filmed as Dead Ringers with Jeremy Irons in a grandly monstrous dual role as twin gynecologists. Set beside that triumph, The Basement is, well, the basement. For decades, Myra Fox Ludens has been famous among her circle of friends for putting up with the horrid, shivery, smelly basement of her fine Connecticut home. Now she's spent a small fortune to revamp it, get rid of every ghastly feature, and make it suitable for club meetings. Too bad she still can't go down there, even accompanied by her club, without the whole crew getting clammy and having to hustle back upstairs. When she finds out that the ground under her basement holds the 300-year-old bones of a witch hung on nearby Hillgate (``Hellgate'') Hill, who was refused churchyard burial and cast into a grave now under this house, Myra decides on exorcism, and she and some friends set forth to collect the arcane materials for a rite to drive out ghosts. This, however, only upsets the ghost, which apparently decides to reside in Myra herself. Suddenly Myra finds herself gifted with PK, or psychokinetic powers. When her blustery, vile neighbor offends her, Myra unknowingly calls down a plague of bees that sting him to death. Another bad guy, a wife- beater, is sucked to death by a plague of ticks. Wood misfires, however, when she has the novel's greatest menace reduced to a subplot about a hebephrenic woman who becomes possessed and goes on a rampage only Myra can stop. Some lively scenes here and there but largely a wax turkey stuffed with wax grapes.
Pub Date: April 27, 1995
ISBN: 0-688-13351-7
Page Count: 352
Publisher: Morrow/HarperCollins
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1995
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Not as thematically ambitious as Whitehead’s earlier work, but a whole lot of fun to read.
Another surprise from an author who never writes the same novel twice.
Though Whitehead has earned considerable critical acclaim for his earlier work—in particular his debut (The Intuitionist, 1999) and its successor (John Henry Days, 2001)—he’ll likely reach a wider readership with his warmest novel to date. Funniest as well, though there have been flashes of humor throughout his writing. The author blurs the line between fiction and memoir as he recounts the coming-of-age summer of 15-year-old Benji Cooper in the family’s summer retreat of New York’s Sag Harbor. “According to the world, we were the definition of paradox: black boys with beach houses,” writes Whitehead. Caucasians are only an occasional curiosity within this idyll, and parents are mostly absent as well. Each chapter is pretty much a self-contained entity, corresponding to a rite of passage: getting the first job, negotiating the mysteries of the opposite sex. There’s an accident with a BB gun and plenty of episodes of convincing someone older to buy beer, but not much really happens during this particular summer. Yet by the end of it, Benji is well on his way to becoming Ben, and he realizes that he is a different person than when the summer started. He also realizes that this time in his life will eventually live only in memory. There might be some distinctions between Benji and Whitehead, though the novelist also spent his youthful summers in Sag Harbor and was the same age as Benji in 1985, when the novel is set. Yet the first-person narrator has the novelist’s eye for detail, craft of character development and analytical instincts for sharp social commentary.
Not as thematically ambitious as Whitehead’s earlier work, but a whole lot of fun to read.Pub Date: April 28, 2009
ISBN: 978-0-385-52765-1
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Doubleday
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2009
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Anyone who believes in true love or is simply willing to accept it as the premise of a winding tale will find this debut an...
True love flares between two people, but they find that circumstances always impede it.
On a winter day in London, Laurie spots Jack from her bus home and he sparks a feeling in her so deep that she spends the next year searching for him. Her roommate and best friend, Sarah, is the perfect wing-woman but ultimately—and unknowingly—ends the search by finding Jack and falling for him herself. Laurie’s hasty decision not to tell Sarah is the second painful missed opportunity (after not getting off the bus), but Sarah’s happiness is so important to Laurie that she dedicates ample energy into retraining her heart not to love Jack. Laurie is misguided, but her effort and loyalty spring from a true heart, and she considers her project mostly successful. Perhaps she would have total success, but the fact of the matter is that Jack feels the same deep connection to Laurie. His reasons for not acting on them are less admirable: He likes Sarah and she’s the total package; why would he give that up just because every time he and Laurie have enough time together (and just enough alcohol) they nearly fall into each other’s arms? Laurie finally begins to move on, creating a mostly satisfying life for herself, whereas Jack’s inability to be genuine tortures him and turns him into an ever bigger jerk. Patriarchy—it hurts men, too! There’s no question where the book is going, but the pacing is just right, the tone warm, and the characters sympathetic, even when making dumb decisions.
Anyone who believes in true love or is simply willing to accept it as the premise of a winding tale will find this debut an emotional, satisfying read.Pub Date: Oct. 16, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-525-57468-2
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: July 30, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 2018
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