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Review: The Cold Eye of Heaven by Christine Dwyer Hickey

This is my first contribution to https://746books.wordpress.com/2016/02/29/readireland2016/ which is an event being run by Cathy at 746 Books.  This book was originally published in 2011.  My copy is the newly released paperback edition from Dalkey Archive Press.

My Review:
Cold Eye of HeavenThe focus of this book is an old man named Farley who lives by himself in the suburbs of Dublin.  When the book opens he is laying on his bathroom floor and it is evident from the symptoms he describes that he has suffered a stroke.  He can’t move and is unable to call for help so it is terrifying for him that no one knows he has fallen.  How long will he lay there before someone comes to his rescue?  The rest of the book is a retelling of his life as each chapter reaches back another ten years in his story, leading us all the way back to his early childhood.

As the author reaches back into the decades to tell us Farley’s story the details of his life and how he ends up alone are slowly revealed.  Farley was married to a woman whom he absolutely adored.  He meets her in the 1960’s when he is a young man and is unsure of the path his life will take.  He wants to move to Australia, much to the dismay of his widowed mother, and work as a car salesman.  But Martina comes into Farley’s life just at the right time to give him direction and grounding.  Farley gets a job as a clerk in an office, a job which he is proud of and does for the next forty years of his life.

A large part of Farley’s story is taken up with the grief he feels after the tragic death of his wife.  From the details he gives us about the last hours of her life it seems that Martina suffered a painful bout of cancer.  She was his whole life and he is completely devastated when she is taken from him.  A few months after her death his Uncle Cal is so worried about him that he goes to Farley’s house and gets him out of bed and urges him to clean up his house and get back to work.  Farley slowly begins to work his way out of his cloud of grief but he calls the entire year after Martina’s death his dark period.  Farley never finds the kind of love he had with Martina ever again.  Farley has an affair with Kathleen, Martina’s sister, who also happens to be married to his boss.  They both realize that Farley is trying to use Kathleen as a poor substitute and the affair gradually fizzles out.   Kathleen is worried that if her family finds out about the affair then she will lose all respect and love from her children.

So the pieces are gradually filled in to show us how Farley ends up alone at the end of his life on his bathroom floor.  The theme of loneliness pervades this story as Farley tries to make connections with people in his life.  But as an old man who is set in his ways this is no easy task.  When his Polish immigrant neighbor offers to take a key to his house so she can check in on him he practically runs away from her.  As he walks the streets of Dublin in search of a cobbler to fix his shoe he laments the changing landscape of a city he used to know so well.  But it’s changing store fronts and differences make him feel even more lonely and isolated.

The details that are given by the author about Farley’s life caused me to become emotionally attached to this old man.  I knew from the beginning that the story would not have a happy ending for Farley.  But then again, he does live a rich, full life filled with love, friends, and hard work. The fact that I was sad when the book was over is a testament to the author’s talented, character-focused writing.

About The Author:
C D HickeyChristine Dwyer Hickey is a novelist and short-story writer. Her novel Tatty was short-listed for Irish Book of the Year in 2005 and was also long-listed for The Orange Prize. Her novels, The Dancer, The Gambler and The Gatemaker were re-issued in 2006 as The Dublin Trilogy three novels which span the story of a Dublin family from 1913 to 1956.

Twice winner of the Listowel Writers Week short story competition, she was also a prize winner in the Observer/Penguin short-story competition. Her latest novel, Last Train from Liguria, is set in 1930’s Fascist Italy and Dublin in the 1990’s and will be published in June 2009.

 

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Review: The Heart by Maylis de Kerangal

I received an advanced review copy of this title from the Publisher through NetGalley.  The original book was published in French and this English translation has been done by Sam Taylor.

My Review:
the heartEven though this book is a fictional account of the process of a heart transplant I learned quite a bit of information about the entire, complex procedure.  The storyline in the book takes place over a twenty-four hour period that begins with a surfing adventure.  Simon and his two best friends have woken up at the crack of dawn to pursue their favorite pastime, chasing waves.  I enjoyed the description of their love for this sport and how they go about finding the best waves.  They are young, fearless, and don’t have a care in the world which makes the tragedy that happens to Simon all the more shocking and upsetting.

On the way back from their surfing adventure, Simon’s friend drives the van in which they are traveling into a tree.  Simon’s two friends are both wearing seatbelts so, although they are badly injured, they do survive the accident.  But Simon is sitting in the middle of his friends in the front of the van and is thrown through the windshield on impact.  When Simon arrives at the emergency room it is determined that he is brain dead and the only things keeping him alive and keeping his heart pumping are machines.

There are several parts to the story that are absolutely heartbreaking (I apologize for the bad pun.)  When Simon’s mother arrives at the hospital she is desperately hoping that her son’s prognosis will be not be bleak.  The doctor tries to tell her as gently as possible that her son is brain dead and that his injuries are irreversible.  I sympathized with the doctor who had the role of delivering this horrible news to a mother.  He has to be gentle with his words, but being too gentle might cause her to have false hope.  I think that we oftentimes forget that a medical professional’s ability to effectively communicate with victims and their families is just as important, if not more so, than his or her technical skills.

My favorite character in the book is a nurse named Thomas whose job it is to coordinate the removal of the organs and coordinate their transfer to doctors in other hospitals around the country.  Thomas is also the person who speaks with the family about their decision to have organs donated.  Simon’s parents are in such shock that they don’t even realize who Thomas is or why he is speaking to them.  Thomas takes them to a comfortable room and slowly and compassionately broaches the subject.  Since Simon was not on the national donor registry in France, Thomas asks Simon’s parents what Simon would have wanted them to do.  They are really at a loss for words or ideas because they are in disbelief about what has happened to their son.  Thomas then asks a very pointed question: “Was Simon a generous person?”

What struck me most about this scene is how tender and understanding this nurse is to these grieving and devastated people.  He never pressures them or makes them feel guilty.  And when it looks like they are so upset that they can’t make a decision,  he is ready to give up the entire idea of donation.  I found it fascinating to learn that in France if a person is not on the donor registry then it amounts to tacit consent of organ donation at one’s death.  But Thomas would never even consider taking Simon’s organs without parental consent despite the fact that the law is on his side.  It is my sincere hope that all nurses in Thomas’ situation are as kind and good at their job as he is.

Finally, I have to mention the character who receives Simon’s heart.  She is a woman in her early fifties whose heart has been damaged by a virus.  She is a woman named Claire who lives in Paris and has been on a transplant list for months.  When she receives word that a heart is available for her I found her range of emotions fascinating.  She is not scared to die on the operating table, but instead she is upset that someone else had to die in order for her to receive this special gift.  It also keeps nagging her that she can never know any details about the donor because she wants nothing more than to be able to say thank you to his family.  I would have expected Claire to be happy and relieved that her own life is finally being saved, but her reaction to receiving a new heart is anything but selfish.

The author has done a meticulous job of research in order to bring to the reader the vivid details of the entire process of organ transplant.  After reading this book I will no longer take for granted the fact that these miraculous medical miracles take place in the 21st century.  The author also reminds us that, although unpleasant,  it is important to have conversations about organ donation with our loved ones and to investigate being on the donation list in our respective countries.

About the Author:
Maylis de Kerangal is a French author. Raised in Le Havre, Maylis de Kerangal went on to study history and philosophy in Rouen and Paris. She worked at Paris-based Éditions Gallimard, then travelled in the United States, and went back to studies at the School for Advanced Studies in the Social Sciences.

 

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Review: The Man Who Snapped His Fingers by Fariba Hachtroudi

I received an advanced review copy of this title from Europa Editions.  The original book was published in French and this English translation is done by Alison Anderson.

My Review:
Layout 1This intense story is told in alternating views of two people who survived the brutality of a fictional totalitarian regime called the Theological Republic.  Although the homeland of these two characters is fictional, it is evident from clues in the text that this country is in the middle east and that both characters are refugees somewhere in Russia.  The female character, Vima, was know in the republic as their most stubborn political prisoner and given the name Bait 455.  Vima is arrested and repeatedly raped and tortured by her captors who are trying to get information about her husband’s political subterfuge.  Vima’s love and devotion for her husband runs so deep that the only words she ever speaks during these torture sessions is a defiant, “No.”  One day, without any warning, a high ranking official interrupts one of these torture sessions by snapping his fingers and Vima is rescued.

The other character in the book is a high ranking Colonel who was in the inner circle of the republic’s Supreme Commander.  The Colonel started out as a foot soldier in the Colonel’s army but because of his bravery and knowledge of arms and technology he quickly rises up in rank until he is one of the most trusted members of the Supreme Commander’s inner circle.  The Colonel’s job is to spy on the staff of the prisons where it is suspected that there are groups of traitors who are letting prisoners escape.  The Colonel’s position brings him into direct contact with Bait 455 and through an interesting twist of circumstances in the book he is the man who snapped his fingers to save Vima.

Vima and the Colonel are both refugees in a new country for five years when their paths cross.  The Colonel has applied for refugee status and the political leaders in his country of asylum keep interrogating him.  Vima is called on to be a translator for the Colonel during these interrogations.  At this point their roles as captor and captive are completely reversed and the Colonel knows that his fate is doomed.  The country of asylum really has no interest in harboring this criminal and the Colonel feels that it is only a matter of time before he is eliminated.  So he asks Vima to write a book which tells his story; the most important part of the story for him is the unconditional love he has for his wife whom he had to leave behind in the republic.

Vima and the Colonel both have emotional personalities that allow them to love deeply and unequivocally.  Vima’s tormentors, no matter how much they tried to break her body and her spirit, would not betray her beloved.  The Colonel gives up his position in the republic and risks his life to escape because his wife demands that he do so.  But in the end Vima and the Colonel are both disappointed because their intense love is not matched by their respective partners.

There is one final interesting literary allusion in the text that, as a classicist, I would be remiss not to mention.  The Colonel enjoys reading literary classics with his lawyer, an eccentric man named Yuri.  Yuri introduces him to The Iliad and The Odyssey and the Colonel becomes fascinated with the Greek hero Achilles.  Achilles, not unlike the Colonel, is a controversial hero who wreaks havoc and destruction despite his heroic status.  Achilles is eventually brought down because of his one week spot, his heel, and the Colonel, too, has a vulnerability which comes in the form of his love for his wife.

This is one of those books that will stay with me and that I will think about for a long time to come.  I made the mistake of reading this before bed and it kept me up thinking for quite a while.  The true hero in the book is Vima who, despite suffering the worst evil that humanity has to offer, is resilient and never stops fighting back.  Vima fights her tormentors with a simple “no,” she fights abandonment from her beloved, and she fights when her past comes crashing back into her life and threatens her sanity.  I think that this will make my list of favorite books of the year.

About the Author:
F HachtroudiFariba Hachtroudi was born in 1951 in Tehran. She comes from a family of scholars and professors. Her paternal grand-father was a religious leader who supported the constitutionalists in 1906, against other religious leaders who advocated for governance by Sharia law and the absolute rule of God as a monarchic authority.

Fariba’s father Mohsen Hachtroudi was a learned scholar, often called the “Ommar Khayyam” of contemporary Iran. As a well known French-educated mathematician, philosopher and poet, Mr Hachtroudi was unquestionably considered to be a moral authority for generations of Iranians. Hachtroudi fought his entire life for the promotion of democracy, social justice (most notably women rights) and secularism. Fariba’s mother, Robab Hachtroudi was a professor of humanities and Persian literature.

Fariba Hachtroudi received her doctorate (PHD) in art and archeology in Paris in 1978.

She lived in Sri Lanka from 1981 to 1983, where for two years she taught at the University of Colombo while performing research on the Teravada Boudhism.

When Fariba returned to France in 1983, she started, as a journalist, to denounce Khomeynism.

In 1985 / 1986, to understand the daily life of her compatriots, Fariba travelled clandestinely to Iran by way of the desert of Baluchistan. L’exilée, Hachtroudi’s first book describes her haunting journey.

10 years later, in 1995, Fariba who was much more pessimistic than others, already predicting change and revival “slowly and from within Iran”, decided again to approach the issue by creating a humanitarian association free of political affiliations. MoHa, the association for the foundation of Mohsen Hachtroudi, focuses it work on education and secularism – conditions essential for the respects of women’s rights and the promotion of democracy. MoHa helped Iranians refugees wherever they were. After her last trip to Iran (2006) Fariba Hachtroudi hopes to be able to register her Foundation in Iran in order to help the youth inside the country as it was the goal of her father.

For more information visit her website: http://www.faribahachtroudi.fr/bio/uk.html

 

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Review: My Mother’s Lover by Urs Widmer

My Review:
My Mother's LoverThis is another gem that I discovered from Seagull Books; I seem to be particularly fond of their German literature in translation offerings.

Clara is young, beautiful and rich in the early years of the 20th century.  Her father, who is from Italy, has shaken off his poor beginnings and after getting an education has become an engineer and has made a very comfortable life for his family.  The story of Clara’s upbringing, family and her relationship with a famous orchestra conductor is told to us by Clara’s son on the very day that Clara’s lover dies.

When Clara is a little girl she is prone to fits of anger that paralyze her.  The fits that the narrator describes appear to actually be epileptic seizures; when Clara has these episodes she can’t move, her fists are clenched and she retreats inside her own head and into a fantasy world.  As Clara gets older these fits subside, but we can’t help but wonder if they have a lingering effect on her mental health.

Clara’s mother dies when she is a teenager and Clara is left to live alone with her stern, regimented and emotionally detached father.  Clara gets up every morning to prepare her father’s breakfast in the exact way in which he demands; she runs the household and follows the same routine day after day.  Her life changes, however,  when she meets a man named Edwin who is a conductor of a Young Orchestra that he has formed on his own.  Edwin’s group of musicians are mostly students and poor, but they participate in the orchestra because of their genuine love of music.  It is also evident to everyone in the music world at this time that Edwin is a talented conductor who will one day be well-known for his musical genius.

Edwin asks Clara to become the secretary for the Young Orchestra and Clara throws herself into this job with the utmost enthusiasm.  Like many of the musicians in the group, Clara idolizes Edwin and does whatever she can to make Edwin’s orchestra a success.  She does her job magnificently and she takes no salary for her hard work.  But when her father dies in 1929 of a sudden heart attack, he leaves her alone and penniless and her entire life and fortune change dramatically.

Clara is lucky enough that, by this time, the Orchestra is starting to make money and she can draw a salary from her job on which to live.  Edwin also offers her his modest apartment which he is moving out of because he can afford a much better place to reside.  It is also at this point in time when Edwin starts having a sexual relationship with Clara.  But the relationship is emotionally one-sided and after he satisfies himself  Edwin leaves Clara feeling alone and empty.  But throughout all of this Clara still holds Edwin on a pedestal and accepts whatever scraps of attention that Edwin throws at her.

Clara’s devotion to Edwin is sad and difficult to understand.  It is the classic situation of a woman being in love with a man who doesn’t deserve her.  Long after Clara and Edwin are both married to other people, Clara still has feelings for him that run very deep.  Clara’s son tells us that his mother is constantly whispering Edwin’s name right up until the very end of her life.  Clara becomes so mentally unstable that she needs to be checked into an institution where she undergoes electro-shock therapy.  Clara also tries to commit suicide several times throughout the years.  Even at the end of her life, when she is in her eighties and living in a nursing home, she cannot let go of her thoughts of Edwin.

My Mother’s Lover is a short but powerful book about love, devotion, and mental health.  I am so glad to discover that Seagull Books has an extensive backlist of fantastic books that I will enjoy making my way through for a long time to come.

About the Author:
Urs Widmer was born in Basel in 1938. He studied German, Romance languages and History in Basel, Montpellier and Paris. In 1966 he completed his doctoral thesis on German postwar prose, and then worked as an editor for Walter Publishing House in Olten, Switzerland, and for Suhrkamp Publishing House in Frankfurt. In Frankfurt he stayed for 17 years, though with Suhrkamp only until 1968. Together with other editors he founded the ›Verlag der Autoren‹. Until his death Urs Widmer lived and worked as a writer in Zurich.

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Review: The Seagull Books Catalogue 2015-16

Seagull CatalogueI know what my readers are thinking: You are reviewing a catalogue, how boring can that be?  But please bear with me for a moment because the Seagull Catalogue of books is so much more than a listing and description of their forthcoming titles.  It is a work of art, of literature and literature in translation in its own right.

When I first suggested to Naveen at Seagull Books that I review their catalogue I was surprised to find that no one had ever done so before.  He told me that they choose a theme every year and it starts with a letter from him to everyone involved in their process, from authors to translators to booksellers.  The responses he receives from writers are translated into English and finally are passed along to their artist Sunandini so that she can design the corresponding art work.  The entire process for publishing this catalogue is impressive, to say the least, and the final product is a beautiful work of art.

Naveen’s opening letter for this catalogue, dated February 13th, contains reflections about sight Eyesand blindness and hindsight.  His letter begins, “Man will pluck their eyes.  This is known. Out of shame. And horror. Over a deed committed. Often more imagined than the truth.  Sometimes as a gesture made drama.”  The first two responses to his letter, from Reinhard Jirgl and Benedict Anderson, pick up on the idea of blindness as a punishment by referring to the Ancient Greek story of Oedipus.

Oedipus marries a woman who is much older than him; he doesn’t truly see or recognize her, he only sees happiness.  If he had truly looked at her and seen her he might have noticed the family resemblance because Jocasta is actually his biological mother.  Jocasta chooses to hang herself when the truth is revealed but Oedipus sees this as an easy way out.  In order to truly punish himself for his crime he chooses to gouge his eyes out; blindness will cause him deeper and a more prolonged suffering than death.  Naveen and Ben continue their interesting conversation via letters about blindness as penance in different cultures, stories and myths.

Boy on a trainThe artwork that corresponds to the series of letters is equally as stunning.  In one image a boy looks out the window of what appears to be a train;

 

Seagull Paintingin another a sculpture is being painted with the finishing touches and emphasis being put on the eyes;

 

 

 

Red eye ravenand in yet another a raven is painted in black with its eye highlighted in a striking shade of red.

 

 

The catalogue also gives us a chance to experiences pieces from writers whose works are forthcoming from Seagull.  One of my favorite writings from the first part of the catalogue is a snippet of a the notebooks of Klaus Hoffer whose personal memoir recounts his suffering from the medical condition of elephantiasis.  Because of this illness, different parts of the body become painfully swollen and as a result his classmates called him “Oedipus” which in Ancient Greek literally means “swollen foot.”  Hoffer speaks about the themes of suffering and punishment which for him are of a very personal nature.  He contemplates and attempts suicide a few times in his life but by the end of this writing he seems to be resigned to his sickly fate at the age of 42.  I look forward to Hoffer’s novel Among the Bieresch, a description of which is included in the catalogue and will be published later this month by Seagull.

I could go on and on describing the writing and art work in this beautiful catalogue which is almost 500 pages long.  Thomas Bernhard, Max Neumann and Pascal Quingard all have pieces in the catalogue that are short yet powerfully descriptive works.  Furthermore, Seagull demonstrates their appreciation for the work of excellent translators by including three poems from James Reidel who has done a masterful job of translating several Seagull titles.

Naveen is not only a publisher but he is a brilliant artist and writer worthy of the same attention he brings to the books he publishes.  After reading the catalogue I am even more confident of his ability to continue to find and highlight the best of translated literature, poetry, philosophy and essays from around the world.

 

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