by Robert Glancy ‧ RELEASE DATE: Nov. 15, 2016
Richly layered, mordantly funny, and graced by compassion, Glancy’s determinedly small-scale take on revolution and the...
In colonial Africa, everyone has their reasons.
Glancy’s (Terms and Conditions, 2014) panoramic portrait of the small African country of Bwalo works a sneaky charm as its political-thriller plot clicks together with the inevitability of a bad dream: the expats and natives who congregate at Bwalo’s Mirage Hotel are sharply drawn, multidimensional characters whose clashing perspectives and complicated personal histories provide a rich, often amusing context for the tragic (and tragically familiar) corrupting influence of power. Glancy employs a shifting point of view structure with characters (including a curious young boy, a dissolute Irish professor, and an embittered government minister) narrating chapters in turn as each prepares for “The Big Day,” the annual occasion on which Bwalo’s revered King Tafumo addresses his subjects. As Tafumo, a once brilliant and idealistic reformer, declines into senility and paranoia—and his administration, with its sinister secret police force, grows increasingly draconian—a violent plot unfolds to again bring revolution to Bwalo. Glancy deftly limns the hollowness of that promise through the lived-in, wholly authentic-feeling observations of his disparate cast, locating the political in the intensely personal. The author’s understanding of psychology and ear for distinctive dialogue make it easy to forgive some narrative clunkiness—naming a nurse “Hope” and a closeted hip-hop star “Truth” may be a little on the nose—and his mastery of the story’s tricky tone, simultaneously amused and horrified by human folly, prevents the novel from slipping into a bathetic lament or cynical joke.
Richly layered, mordantly funny, and graced by compassion, Glancy’s determinedly small-scale take on revolution and the death of dreams consistently seduces and delights.Pub Date: Nov. 15, 2016
ISBN: 978-1-63286-430-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Bloomsbury
Review Posted Online: Aug. 30, 2016
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2016
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by Margaret Atwood ‧ RELEASE DATE: Feb. 17, 1985
Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.
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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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by Chinua Achebe ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 23, 1958
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.
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Written with quiet dignity that builds to a climax of tragic force, this book about the dissolution of an African tribe, its traditions, and values, represents a welcome departure from the familiar "Me, white brother" genre.
Written by a Nigerian African trained in missionary schools, this novel tells quietly the story of a brave man, Okonkwo, whose life has absolute validity in terms of his culture, and who exercises his prerogative as a warrior, father, and husband with unflinching single mindedness. But into the complex Nigerian village filters the teachings of strangers, teachings so alien to the tribe, that resistance is impossible. One must distinguish a force to be able to oppose it, and to most, the talk of Christian salvation is no more than the babbling of incoherent children. Still, with his guns and persistence, the white man, amoeba-like, gradually absorbs the native culture and in despair, Okonkwo, unable to withstand the corrosion of what he, alone, understands to be the life force of his people, hangs himself. In the formlessness of the dying culture, it is the missionary who takes note of the event, reminding himself to give Okonkwo's gesture a line or two in his work, The Pacification of the Primitive Tribes of the Lower Niger.
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.Pub Date: Jan. 23, 1958
ISBN: 0385474547
Page Count: 207
Publisher: McDowell, Obolensky
Review Posted Online: April 23, 2013
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 1958
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