A relentless view of childhood and family life gone awry—with a few moments of transcendent beauty.
A harrowing debut about two kids on the run from New York City and their imploding families who find adventures aplenty—until they reach the end of the road.
In 1977, Bruiser is nine, old enough to run loose through his Upper West Side neighborhood while his uptight, adulterous Columbia art professor father grows angrier and his frustrated-poet mother grows more distant as their marriage sours. In the apartment across the courtyard from Bruiser’s window, ten-year-old Darla is increasingly harassed by her depressed single mother, until she decides she’s had enough and persuades Bruiser to flee with her. Stealing a few hundred dollars from their parents, the two children catch a bus to West Virginia, where Darla’s father—whom she hasn’t heard from in three years—lives, but they find no trace of him. Miraculously, he does show up after they’ve settled in, but he’s en route with his girlfriend to a West Coast ashram and stays only long enough to tip off their parents about where to find them. They escape again, this time in a rail car full of oranges, in search of Bruiser’s friend from the previous summer, who moved to North Carolina. A lonely Japanese farmer takes them in briefly, but Bruiser smashes the man’s tractor and himself into a tree, hurting his face so badly that he loses hearing in one ear. On the road again, the kids reach the friend’s place—but he’s moved away. In pain and dispirited, Bruiser just wants to go home; Darla reluctantly agrees, although she insists they take the scenic route through the Outer Banks—where a hurricane is about to hit. The resulting convergence of childhood will and elemental force gives rise to another miracle, but only for Bruiser. He gets home, battered and completely deaf, to parents who are now separated but still feuding.
A relentless view of childhood and family life gone awry—with a few moments of transcendent beauty.Pub Date: March 25, 2003
ISBN: 0-7434-3775-6
Page Count: 368
Publisher: Atria
Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2003
A novel of horrific beauty, where death is the only truth.
Even within the author’s extraordinary body of work, this stands as a radical achievement, a novel that demands to be read and reread.
McCarthy (No Country for Old Men, 2005, etc.) pushes his thematic obsessions to their extremes in a parable that reads like Night of the Living Dead as rewritten by Samuel Beckett. Where much of McCarthy’s fiction has been set in the recent past of the South and West, here he conjures a nightmare of an indeterminate future. A great fire has left the country covered in layers of ash and littered with incinerated corpses. Foraging through the wasteland are a father and son, neither named (though the son calls the father “Papa”). The father dimly remembers the world as it was and occasionally dreams of it. The son was born on the cusp of whatever has happened—apocalypse? holocaust?—and has never known anything else. His mother committed suicide rather than face the unspeakable horror. As they scavenge for survival, they consider themselves the “good guys,” carriers of the fire, while most of the few remaining survivors are “bad guys,” cannibals who eat babies. In order to live, they must keep moving amid this shadowy landscape, in which ashes have all but obliterated the sun. In their encounters along their pilgrimage to the coast, where things might not be better but where they can go no further, the boy emerges as the novel’s moral conscience. The relationship between father and son has a sweetness that represents all that’s good in a universe where conventional notions of good and evil have been extinguished. Amid the bleakness of survival—through which those who wish they’d never been born struggle to persevere—there are glimmers of comedy in an encounter with an old man who plays the philosophical role of the Shakespearean fool. Though the sentences of McCarthy’s recent work are shorter and simpler than they once were, his prose combines the cadence of prophecy with the indelible images of poetry.
A novel of horrific beauty, where death is the only truth.Pub Date: Oct. 2, 2006
ISBN: 0-307-26543-9
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 15, 2006
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Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.
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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