by David Coventry ‧ RELEASE DATE: May 30, 2017
Some readers may be entranced by the poetry, but others will find this a slow-moving novel about a fast-moving sport.
In 1928, a team of bicyclists from Australia and New Zealand were the first Anglophones to win the Tour de France.
This debut novel from New Zealand author Coventry, a bestseller when published there two years ago, is the story of one of the riders on that team. But it’s less a tale of sports heroics than a psychological study of one tormented sportsman. The unnamed narrator pushes himself to the physical and psychological limit during the 5,476 kilometer race. By day he pedals, survives a few crackups, narrowly misses riding off a cliff, and barely registers intense leg pains. By night he floats rather passively through a sexual affair with Celia, who appears to be a cycling groupie. The narrative is free-associative and light on dialogue and gets less linear when the protagonist indulges in drugs, including opium and cocaine. Recurring through it all are his flashbacks to two family tragedies 10 years earlier: his brother came home shell-shocked from World War I, and his beloved sister, Marya, died under mysterious circumstances. The story is ultimately less about his competition in the race than his struggles to work through the family trauma. Like the race itself, the narrative has a few dead stretches and can be a bit of a slog; even the climactic sections need to be read over a few times to be understood.
Some readers may be entranced by the poetry, but others will find this a slow-moving novel about a fast-moving sport.Pub Date: May 30, 2017
ISBN: 978-1-60945-397-8
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Europa Editions
Review Posted Online: March 6, 2017
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2017
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by Madeline Miller ‧ RELEASE DATE: April 10, 2018
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.
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A retelling of ancient Greek lore gives exhilarating voice to a witch.
“Monsters are a boon for gods. Imagine all the prayers.” So says Circe, a sly, petulant, and finally commanding voice that narrates the entirety of Miller’s dazzling second novel. The writer returns to Homer, the wellspring that led her to an Orange Prize for The Song of Achilles (2012). This time, she dips into The Odyssey for the legend of Circe, a nymph who turns Odysseus’ crew of men into pigs. The novel, with its distinctive feminist tang, starts with the sentence: “When I was born, the name for what I was did not exist.” Readers will relish following the puzzle of this unpromising daughter of the sun god Helios and his wife, Perse, who had negligible use for their child. It takes banishment to the island Aeaea for Circe to sense her calling as a sorceress: “I will not be like a bird bred in a cage, I thought, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. I stepped into those woods and my life began.” This lonely, scorned figure learns herbs and potions, surrounds herself with lions, and, in a heart-stopping chapter, outwits the monster Scylla to propel Daedalus and his boat to safety. She makes lovers of Hermes and then two mortal men. She midwifes the birth of the Minotaur on Crete and performs her own C-section. And as she grows in power, she muses that “not even Odysseus could talk his way past [her] witchcraft. He had talked his way past the witch instead.” Circe’s fascination with mortals becomes the book’s marrow and delivers its thrilling ending. All the while, the supernatural sits intriguingly alongside “the tonic of ordinary things.” A few passages coil toward melodrama, and one inelegant line after a rape seems jarringly modern, but the spell holds fast. Expect Miller’s readership to mushroom like one of Circe’s spells.
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.Pub Date: April 10, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-316-55634-7
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Jan. 22, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2018
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by George Orwell ‧ RELEASE DATE: Aug. 26, 1946
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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