This ought to have been a very moving story; instead, it’s an opportunity wasted.
A father’s experience of raising a son burdened with severe birth defects is, and isn’t, the subject of this curiously uninvolving novel, a prizewinner from a popular veteran Italian writer.
The narrator, identified only as Frigerio, is a schoolteacher whose relationships with his stoical younger wife Franca and their afflicted son Paolo seem little more than occasions for (the somewhat “frigid”?) Frigerio’s observations on disability, family solidarity (or the lack of it), and the vulnerability felt by people brought thus closely into contact with disability and enervation. The tale is awfully static, and stabs at drama made by Frigerio’s meetings with various family, acquaintances, and representatives of medical and educational establishments generally fall flat because Pontiggia does not persuade us that his characters could possibly be as self-absorbed and heartless as they’re here depicted (Frigerio’s mistress sums up his situation thus: “I’m amazed by how much you’ve hidden from me!”; a school psychologist admonishes “You want to protect your son too much . . . . Life is all about risks!”). A series of bland, unshaped brief scenes that all but eschew characterization cohere only into a generalized summary that reads like a self-help manual. The theme of the “new birth” experienced by families of brain-damaged children is left almost totally undeveloped. There’s potential drama in Frigerio’s vacillations among compassion, despair, resentment, and anger (if only he seemed real to us)—and even more in Paolo’s sweetly distracted demeanor, which includes a very real awareness of how he is “different” from others. But Paolo’s presence barely registers until the latter chapters, by which time the reader has grown impatient with Pontiggia’s circuitous, discursive treatment of a subject that cries our for immediacy and specificity.
This ought to have been a very moving story; instead, it’s an opportunity wasted.Pub Date: Oct. 18, 2002
ISBN: 0-375-41310-3
Page Count: 192
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2002
A nervy modern-day rebellion tale that isn’t afraid to get dark or find humor in the darkness.
A young New York woman figures there’s nothing wrong with existence that a fistful of prescriptions and months of napping wouldn’t fix.
Moshfegh’s prickly fourth book (Homesick for Another World, 2017, etc.) is narrated by an unnamed woman who’s decided to spend a year “hibernating.” She has a few conventional grief issues. (Her parents are both dead, and they’re much on her mind.) And if she’s not mentally ill, she’s certainly severely maladjusted socially. (She quits her job at an art gallery in obnoxious, scatological fashion.) But Moshfegh isn’t interested in grief or mental illness per se. Instead, she means to explore whether there are paths to living that don’t involve traditional (and wearying) habits of consumption, production, and relationships. To highlight that point, most of the people in the narrator's life are offbeat or provisional figures: Reva, her well-meaning but shallow former classmate; Trevor, a boyfriend who only pursues her when he’s on the rebound; and Dr. Tuttle, a wildly incompetent doctor who freely gives random pill samples and presses one drug, Infermiterol, that produces three-day blackouts. None of which is the stuff of comedy. But Moshfegh has a keen sense of everyday absurdities, a deadpan delivery, and such a well-honed sense of irony that the narrator’s predicament never feels tragic; this may be the finest existential novel not written by a French author. (Recovering from one blackout, the narrator thinks, “What had I done? Spent a spa day then gone out clubbing?...Had Reva convinced me to go ‘enjoy myself’ or something just as idiotic?”) Checking out of society the way the narrator does isn’t advisable, but there’s still a peculiar kind of uplift to the story in how it urges second-guessing the nature of our attachments while revealing how hard it is to break them.
A nervy modern-day rebellion tale that isn’t afraid to get dark or find humor in the darkness.Pub Date: July 10, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-525-52211-9
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Penguin Press
Review Posted Online: April 15, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2018
A story both little and large and one that pulls out all the Irish stops.
The heart-expanding extremes of life—first love and last rites—are experienced by an unsettled young Dubliner spending one exceptional spring in a small Irish village.
Christy McMahon “walked this line between the comic and the poignant,” and so does Williams (History of the Rain, 2014, etc.) in his latest novel, another long, affectionate, meandering story, this one devoted to the small rural community of Faha, which is about to change forever with the coming of electricity to the parish. Delighting in the eccentricities of speech, behavior, and attitude of the local characters, Williams spins a tale of life lessons and loves new and old, as observed from the perspective of Noel Crowe, 17 when the book’s events take place, some six decades older as he narrates them. Noel’s home is in Dublin, where he was training to become a Catholic priest, but he's lost his faith and retreated to the home of his grandparents Doady and Ganga in Faha. Easter is coming, and the weather—normally infinite varieties of rain—turns sunny as electrical workers cover the countryside, erecting poles and connecting wires. Christy, a member of the electrical workforce, comes to lodge alongside Noel in Doady and Ganga's garret but has another motive: He’s here to find and seek forgiveness from the woman he abandoned at the altar 50 years earlier. While tracing this quest, Williams sets Noel on his own love trajectory as he falls first for one, then all of the daughters of the local doctor. These interactions are framed against a portrait of village life—the church, the Gaelic football, the music, the alcohol—and its personalities. Warm and whimsical, sometimes sorrowful, but always expressed in curlicues of Irish lyricism, this charming book makes varied use of its electrical metaphor, not least to express the flickering pulse of humanity.
A story both little and large and one that pulls out all the Irish stops.Pub Date: Dec. 3, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-63557-420-3
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Bloomsbury
Review Posted Online: Sept. 14, 2019
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 2019
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