Focused sharply on those for whom personal and national identity have become traumatically entwined—and focused especially...
A second bleak and shadowy saga from Frederick (Country of Memory, 1998) centers on a trio of exiles from a land torn by civil war—a bloodbath known as the Thirteen Days—as they struggle to find their bearings far from home.
Adapting to their new environment isn’t terribly hard for Vaniok and Ila, fellow travelers from the homeland who’ve arrived separately in the large university town where they live, work—and remember. Having conquered the difficulties of language, the spirited Vaniok finds acceptance among his maintenance coworkers by imitating their basketball fervor, while the more pragmatic Ila takes her own route to self-sufficiency by buying a car. For the newer arrival Jory, however, who enters their lives with a jar of soil from the homeland and secrets from his past, the gentle spring and peaceful streets are bitter, intolerable reminders of what he’s left behind. His brooding brings it all back for his countrymen: Ila’s near-escape from bayonet-wielding soldiers while hiding under straw; Vaniok’s long night waiting in ambush for a police car by the side of a bridge, and, before that, the act of cowardice that saved his life. In the months that follow, Vaniok watches in dismay as Jory, now a coworker, draws Ila to him, while his own aloofness on the job earns him the enmity of his crew boss. But Jory’s despair at being in exile comes before all, and not even Ila’s charms can make him loosen his grip on his memories. The other two make plans to settle in their adopted homeland, but Jory, alarmed by the prospect that his boss is spying on him, erupts in anger and decides to flee.
Focused sharply on those for whom personal and national identity have become traumatically entwined—and focused especially on their turbulent inner lives—Frederick’s tale is as inexorable and engrossing as a recurring nightmare.Pub Date: July 1, 2000
ISBN: 1-57962-065-5
Page Count: 263
Publisher: Permanent Press
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 2000
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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BOOK TO SCREEN
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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