A sweet, funny and refreshingly original look at generational conflict.
London-born author Sutcliffe (Bad Influence, 2004, etc.) takes a look at immature men and the mothers who love them.
Gillian, Helen and Carol have known each other since their sons were in the same playgroup. Now those sons are grown-up—sort of. In their mid-30s, Daniel, Paul and Matt have not only become strangers to their mothers, but they’ve also maintained a sort of protracted adolescence that these women barely recognize as adulthood. During one fateful coffee klatch in a London suburb, this maternal trio decides that fixing their offspring—or at least reestablishing a parent-child connection—requires extreme action. Each of them appears, unannounced, at the home of her son and declares her intention to stay for a week. What ensues, of course, is farce, but what makes this novel exceptional is that Sutcliffe doesn’t take sides. He depicts the terror of these young men with an accuracy that is no less chilling for being funny, but he also clearly understands the fathomless desperation of motherly love. The best-drawn pair is Matt and Carol. The latter is so stolid, so matronly, that she’s nearly ridiculous, but Sutcliffe doesn’t let her turn into a cartoon, and her mission to save her son allows her to discover unknown reserves of vigor and dash. Matt is the editor of a magazine called BALLS!, and his life has all the flash—and all the depth—of an issue of Stuff or Maxim. To the extent that his mother even comprehends his existence, she finds it appalling and sad, and it’s both comic and poignant to see him look at himself through his mother’s eyes. The book isn’t perfect—for example, the arguments between Daniel and his girlfriend have a protracted, self-perpetuating, inescapable quality that makes them both authentic and tiresome to read—but Sutcliffe demonstrates a sharp wit and generosity of spirit that more than make up for this novel’s minor shortcomings.
A sweet, funny and refreshingly original look at generational conflict.Pub Date: April 1, 2008
ISBN: 978-1-59691-450-6
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Bloomsbury
Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2008
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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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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