I received a review copy of this title from Hispabooks via Edelweiss. This book was published in the original Spanish in 2015 and this English version has been translated by Jonathan Dunne. Hispabooks specializes in publishing contemporary Spanish books into English translation. For more information about their titles please visit their website: http://hispabooks.com/
My Review:
The author explains to us in the introduction of the book that the Plimsoll Line is a mark on a ship’s hull that indicates the maximum depth a vessel can be immersed into the water when it is loaded with cargo without being sunk. In the 18th century, British merchants would overload their cargo, knowing full well that the ships would sink and then they would collect the insurance money on them. The Plimsoll Line was then marked on all ships to prevent shipwrecks and save lives. The main character in this book bears so much cargo in the form of tragedy that he wonders if he has overstepped his personal Plimsoll Line and will sink into oblivion.
Gabriel Ariz is a university professor and an art critic who loves working and his job even though he doesn’t have to work for a living. His wife’s inheritance would allow them to live quite comfortably with a nice custom-built home in the forest and luxury vacations. Gabriel and his wife’s comfortable world is shattered by the death of their only child, their daughter, who dies at the tender age of twenty in a tragic car accident on Christmas Eve. This event marks the beginning of a series of misfortunes that weigh heavily on Gabriel.
Before their daughter died, Gabriel and his wife seemed to be drifting further and further apart and this tragedy precipitated the end of their marriage. When Gabriel’s wife, Ana, announces that she is leaving he is neither surprised or terribly upset. But the constant loneliness in his big house with no one but his cat Polanski for company starts to wear on him. To top it all off, he doesn’t feel well and his doctor diagnoses him with kidney failure. Because of his illness he is forced to quit his beloved job and go to dialysis three times a week for five hours at a time. Is this what will sink him below his Plimsoll Line?
One of the hardest parts of the book to read are the very detailed descriptions of Gabriel’s dialysis treatments. He talks about insertion of tubes and machines and the cleansing of his blood through this process. I was so uncomfortable when I was reading these passages that I almost skipped over them to spare myself from these graphic scenes. But then I realized that Armendariz is providing for us the a realistic view of what it means to lose one’s precious grasp on health. Our health and our well-being is never something we should take for granted.
In addition to Gabriel, the author also gives us different points-of-view throughout the story. For instance, in order to describe Gabriel and his home the author puts us in the place of an invisible observer whom only the cat can see. We walk through Gabriel’s house as if we are getting a private tour of it’s décor, pictures and personal touches. We are also given the point-of-view of the cat who knows that there is something not-quite-right about his owner who sleeps at strange hours and wanders around the house in his tattered bathrobe. Polanski’s favorite pastime is keeping Gabriel’s garden free of mole’s.
The most intriguing and the lengthiest point-of-view we are given is Gabriel’s daughter who has been deceased for three years when the story begins. Gabriel finds a diary that was hidden in the garden and was dug up when there was a tangle between Polanski and a mole. A large part of the second half of the book includes these diary entries written by Laura. As Gabriel reads her entries, which were recorded during the last few years of her life, he realizes that he didn’t know his daughter very well at all. She had struggles, worries and concerns that were typical of a young woman on the verge of adulthood but his relationship with her only existed on the surface. Laura’s diary also reveals a very shocking detail about her life about which Gabriel and his wife were completely unaware. I haven’t read a book in a long time with such a shocking twist or revelation in the plot.
Finally, I would like to make one more comment about the author’s writing style. I’ve already mentioned the details he gives about Gabriel’s medical treatments, but this style of providing information about minutiae pervades the book. At times the details seem cumbersome and make the narrative feel as though the author has strayed too far from his plotline. For example, towards the end of the book Gabriel makes a decision not to commit suicide because he enjoys light too much. The author goes on for several paragraphs about different types of light we experience. I think he could have made the same point with fewer examples.
Overall, this is a great book for Spanish Lit month and I would recommend it just for the plot twist revealed in the diary entries. But the remarkable resilience and strength of character we encounter in Gabriel makes it well-worth the read.
How is everyone else doing with the Spanish Lit month reading?
About the Author:
Juan Gracia Armendáriz (Pamplona, 1965) is a Spanish fiction writer and contributor to many Spanish newspapers. He has also been part-time professor at the Universidad Complutense of Madrid, and has many works of literary and documentary research. As a writer, he has published a book of poems, short stories, nonfiction books—biographical sketches and a historical story—and several novels. The Plimsoll Line is part of the “Trilogy of Illness”, formed by three separate books that reflect his experience as a person with kidney trouble. The novel was awarded the X Premio Tiflos de Novela 2008.
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