A fresh spirit animates this tale, one carefully constructed, simply narrated, and briskly organized.
An engaging debut novel (originally self-published in 1995) describes the complicated lives of various expatriates living in the hinterlands of northern India.
Mary Davis is a long way from home. A physician from Baltimore, recently widowed, Mary has traveled to a remote Indian village in the shadow of the Himalayas to work in a small mission hospital that her late husband Richard once served. Why? Partly to forget, partly to remember: Richard had always spoken so lovingly of the place and its people (especially of hospital director Dr. Vargeela) that Mary thought the trip would not only serve to distract her from her grief but to bring her in some way closer to her husband’s memory. The reality, of course, was something of a shock. Dr. Vargeela was an able physician indeed—but he disappeared on a business trip shortly after Mary’s arrival and left her in charge of the entire operation. She quickly learned to function without the luxuries of American hospitals (MRIs, blood labs, etc.) and soon found herself practicing without many of the essentials (antibiotics and disinfectants). But most annoying were the hippies who drifted through the region: perpetually drunk and stoned, they took up endless hours in the clinic with their overdoses and accidental injuries. One of them, Phillip Davenport, becomes a major nightmare: The son of a British diplomat, Phillip breaks his neck and has to be evacuated to a better-equipped hospital elsewhere. This task is entrusted to Meena, a young but dedicated nurse, and a shady British driver named Antone. Swaddled in the back of an ancient Jeep, Phillip is painstakingly driven along the bad roads of the region for several days—until Antone concocts a scheme to kidnap Phillip and demand a ransom for his safe delivery. Secreted in an out-of-the-way inn with the loyal Meena, Phillip awaits his rescue. Will it come in time?
A fresh spirit animates this tale, one carefully constructed, simply narrated, and briskly organized.Pub Date: June 3, 2002
ISBN: 0-525-94690-X
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Dutton
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15, 2002
Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.
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
SEEN & HEARD
BOOK TO SCREEN
A modern day fable, with modern implications in a deceiving simplicity, by the author of Dickens. Dali and Others (Reynal & Hitchcock, p. 138), whose critical brilliance is well adapted to this type of satire. This tells of the revolt on a farm, against humans, when the pigs take over the intellectual superiority, training the horses, cows, sheep, etc., into acknowledging their greatness. The first hints come with the reading out of a pig who instigated the building of a windmill, so that the electric power would be theirs, the idea taken over by Napoleon who becomes topman with no maybes about it. Napoleon trains the young puppies to be his guards, dickers with humans, gradually instigates a reign of terror, and breaks the final commandment against any animal walking on two legs. The old faithful followers find themselves no better off for food and work than they were when man ruled them, learn their final disgrace when they see Napoleon and Squealer carousing with their enemies... A basic statement of the evils of dictatorship in that it not only corrupts the leaders, but deadens the intelligence and awareness of those led so that tyranny is inevitable. Mr. Orwell's animals exist in their own right, with a narrative as individual as it is apt in political parody.
Pub Date: Aug. 26, 1946
ISBN: 0452277507
Page Count: 114
Publisher: Harcourt, Brace
Review Posted Online: Nov. 2, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 1946
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