The book would have been more hard-hitting if Yirmi’s story had been front and center.
In this latest from Yehoshua (A Woman in Jerusalem, 2006, etc.), an Israeli family’s cohesiveness is endangered when one member, distraught over his son’s death from friendly fire, sheds his Jewish identity.
Amotz and Daniela Ya’ari have been married for 37 years. Daniela’s sister, wife of a former Israeli diplomat in Tanzania, has died from a heart attack. Daniela decides to take a weeklong trip to Africa, though even this brief separation disturbs husband and wife, whose expressions of love border on cloying. Upon Daniela’s arrival, her brother-in-law Yirmi shocks her by throwing her Israeli newspapers and Hanukkah candles in the fire. The reason emerges slowly as Yehoshua crosscuts between Africa and Tel Aviv, where Amotz runs his engineering-design company and attends to family business. These scenes showcase his abundant goodwill, a trait he shares with Daniela, but they distract from the true drama: Yirmi’s transformation. Before his wife’s death, he had lost his son Eyal to friendly fire in a Palestinian border town. Yirmi’s sleuthing revealed that the accident was Eyal’s fault, but the most searing revelation was the nature of the Israeli occupation. “The Jews are incapable of grasping how others see them,” he tells Daniela. So Yirmi has detached himself from all things Jewish, working now as financial manager for an African anthropological research team. Daniela sees in her brother-in-law the familiar figure of the self-hating Jew, but she does not speak out, and the visit ends cordially, if anti-climactically. Has Yirmi seen the truth, that the same people can be both warmhearted and oblivious to Palestinian suffering? The paradox extends to the images of fire as both savior and destroyer that suffuse the novel, the hopeful Hanukkah candles that flicker throughout making a sharp contrast with the fire that killed Eyal.
The book would have been more hard-hitting if Yirmi’s story had been front and center.Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2008
ISBN: 978-0-15-101419-4
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Harcourt
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2008
The Brat Pack meets The Bacchae in this precious, way-too-long, and utterly unsuspenseful town-and-gown murder tale. A bunch of ever-so-mandarin college kids in a small Vermont school are the eager epigones of an aloof classics professor, and in their exclusivity and snobbishness and eagerness to please their teacher, they are moved to try to enact Dionysian frenzies in the woods. During the only one that actually comes off, a local farmer happens upon them—and they kill him. But the death isn't ruled a murder—and might never have been if one of the gang—a cadging sybarite named Bunny Corcoran—hadn't shown signs of cracking under the secret's weight. And so he too is dispatched. The narrator, a blank-slate Californian named Richard Pepen chronicles the coverup. But if you're thinking remorse-drama, conscience masque, or even semi-trashy who'll-break-first? page-turner, forget it: This is a straight gee-whiz, first-to-have-ever-noticed college novel—"Hampden College, as a body, was always strangely prone to hysteria. Whether from isolation, malice, or simple boredom, people there were far more credulous and excitable than educated people are generally thought to be, and this hermetic, overheated atmosphere made it a thriving black petri dish of melodrama and distortion." First-novelist Tartt goes muzzy when she has to describe human confrontations (the murder, or sex, or even the ping-ponging of fear), and is much more comfortable in transcribing aimless dorm-room paranoia or the TV shows that the malefactors anesthetize themselves with as fate ticks down. By telegraphing the murders, Tartt wants us to be continually horrified at these kids—while inviting us to semi-enjoy their manneristic fetishes and refined tastes. This ersatz-Fitzgerald mix of moralizing and mirror-looking (Jay McInerney shook and poured the shaker first) is very 80's—and in Tartt's strenuous version already seems dated, formulaic. Les Nerds du Mal—and about as deep (if not nearly as involving) as a TV movie.
Pub Date: Sept. 16, 1992
ISBN: 1400031702
Page Count: 592
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 1992
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SEEN & HEARD
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SEEN & HEARD
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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