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Superheroes

Somewhat one-dimensional but an addition to the literature on religious abuse.

In this debut memoir, the author recounts his childhood and the horrific results of his mother’s remarriage to an abuser.

After a dramatic opening framing episode, Faulkner (born in 1977) describes a fairly ordinary American childhood of birthdays, comic books, TV, movies, holidays, school, friendships, and playing superheroes with Robert, his older brother by two and a half years. His parents’ divorce was an adjustment, but not traumatic—until 1986 and the following year-plus when Faulkner’s mother married Bob. Drunk, raging, verbally abusive, and violent, Bob hit the boys until they agreed to tell social services that their father had molested them. Bob claimed their dad was possessed by the devil. He made them discard all their toys. Beatings and verbal abuse were frequent. Finally, their mother took off with Bob, leaving the boys with their aunt and uncle and warning that if they ever told the truth, Bob would kill them and their father. The boys’ new situation wasn’t much better, considering their aunt believed the boys were possessed by demons. Finally, after being threatened with state custody, Robert blurted out the truth: “Our dad never molested us.” This admission changed everything; the boys’ father regained custody and Bob disappeared with their mother. The boys were safe. Faulkner writes convincingly and movingly of the fear, confusion, and pain he and Robert suffered. That this went on for over a year without intervention is a crying shame. Using religion to abuse children is an underdiscussed topic and an important one. Including other viewpoints—his father’s, his brother’s—would have been interesting, but Faulkner seldom goes beyond his limited childhood perspective. He conveys atmosphere well, such as the slot machine–filled Reno airport: “its interior smelled like a combination of adventure and cigarette smoke.” However, the uneventful years before Bob—often described in clichéd phrases like the “tingle of magic in the air” at Christmas—feel generic and bland, and Faulkner’s flat affect can even become off-putting as when describing his parents’ sometimes callous treatment of pets.

Somewhat one-dimensional but an addition to the literature on religious abuse.

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Publisher: Dog Ear Publisher

Review Posted Online: Aug. 3, 2015

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NIGHT

The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...

Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children. 

He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions. 

The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the sphere of suffering shared, and in this case extended to the death march itself, there is no spiritual or emotional legacy here to offset any reader reluctance.

Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006

ISBN: 0374500010

Page Count: 120

Publisher: Hill & Wang

Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006

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THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS

FROM MEAN STREETS TO WALL STREET

Well-told and admonitory.

Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.

Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.

Well-told and admonitory.

Pub Date: June 1, 2006

ISBN: 0-06-074486-3

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006

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