THE TOKYO SUITE

A child’s abduction highlights the gulf separating the lives of the two women who care for her.

In her English-language debut, Brazilian writer Madalosso delivers a story from the alternating perspectives of two women. Maju begins. She’s a maid to Fernanda and Cacá in São Paulo and nanny to their 4-year-old daughter, Cora, and she’s about to kidnap the little girl. Age 44 and childless herself, Maju has spent a lifetime working in the homes of other families; she had a boyfriend for a while, but forfeited that relationship to her work and is essentially alone. Now, she’s taking Cora on a road trip which will go increasingly awry. Fernanda relies on Maju’s labor to pursue her own career in television—which supports the family and its comfortable lifestyle—and also an absorbing affair with a female lover while her marriage seems to be fading. The women’s voices are alternately indulgent and urgent. The novel is short yet it ranges widely, from Amazon forests to love motels, from taking the hallucinogen ayahuasca to filming alligators. But it returns constantly to its central preoccupations, class and womanhood, the latter considered broadly to include sex after child-bearing, an anthropological scrutiny of female bonobo monkeys, depilation, and the anxious preoccupations of mothers everywhere. Madalosso’s style is modern, fractured, vivid in its devotion to inner fears and fantasies yet open-ended. Fernanda and Maju’s standpoints may be far apart, but both love Cora intensely and both are marked by unsatisfied expectations. Nor does the book resolve them—rather it draws a scenic portrait of contemporary lives and leaves its characters to resume after the pages conclude.

An atmospheric, idiosyncratic glimpse of contemporary female lives.