Shaffner’s first is far from flawless, but its quirky charm and feminist slant could make it a surprise bestseller.
In this winsome fable, a mysterious stranger blows into town, bringing hope to the father of a dying girl.
Ebb, Nebraska, is an unusual small town. Its vibrant downtown is anchored by one of the last family-owned department stores in the state (Wal-Mart is the bogeyman). Its townspeople are effortlessly nice. Many are businesswomen and divorcées, including narrator Wilma Porter, an ebullient grandmother and owner of a classy B&B. One fine day, an elegantly attired gent with prematurely white hair asks for a room. Vernon Moore claims to be a traveling salesman of games of chance, but nobody believes such an anachronism still exists. Vernon, however, exudes integrity and quickly gets a meeting with department store owner Calvin Millet. The unlucky Calvin’s 11-year-old daughter, Lucy, has an incurable disease, and banker Clem Tucker (“a hard, tough man,” says Wilma) is about to call in loans to the store, necessitating its sale. It’s time for the charismatic Vernon to go to work. Besides straightening out Clem, he persuades Calvin—in conversations that make up the heart of the story—to replace fear with hope. Nothing can stop Lucy’s death, but she can die with dignity (deciding herself when to stop her medication), and in hope, if she and Calvin both believe in an afterlife. Vernon’s ingenious pitch for the likelihood of multiple lives might give even a robust skeptic pause, though the inevitable schmaltz-effect (there’s more than an echo here of Capra’s It’s a Wonderful Life) of the struggle to get a distraught man to think positive is offset by a bracing commonsense and refusal to ignore ugly realities (death, divorce, and Wal-Mart). As for the mystery of Vernon’s origins, newcomer Shaffner wisely leaves that question unresolved. Vernon makes strong use of ghosts in his arguments; hey, he might even be one himself.
Shaffner’s first is far from flawless, but its quirky charm and feminist slant could make it a surprise bestseller.Pub Date: Oct. 15, 2004
ISBN: 1-565-12440-5
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Algonquin
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 2004
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
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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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