Nothing sweet on Sugar Street: It’s creeps all the way down. An unsettling, propulsive, sometimes acidly funny book.
A mystery man on the run alights in a grim and unwelcoming new world.
“$168,048. That's a lot, though it doesn't really matter how much it is once you've accepted that there will never be any more of it, only less.” Exactly how much cash he has left in the manila envelope under his car seat, later under his mattress, is one of the only things we ever know for sure about the unnamed White male narrator of Dee's eighth novel, and it's an element of the furious tension that drives the book to its brutal conclusion. The narrator tosses out a number of provisional backstories—he has a “nifty law degree,” he’s some kind of terrorist, he had a daughter with a terminal illness—which don't seem to necessarily be true, though every once in a while he does make a claim on the reader’s credulity: “I think it’s important to note that I didn’t ruin anybody. I just want that on the record, even though, of course, there must be no record.” Having cut every connection to his past life, he goes to ground in an unnamed decaying city, renting a room from an unfriendly tattooed woman named Autumn. She tells him there's a middle school nearby—because, she explains, he looks like a sex offender, so maybe he should rent somewhere else. His relationship with her becomes the center of his weird new life, but it, and every other interaction he has with the people he meets, seethes with mistrust and violence. He is acutely aware of the diseases plaguing his country, and his narration bristles with minimanifestoes. “Democracy, capitalism, liberalism: all in the lurid end-stages of their own failure, yet we won’t even try to imagine anything different, any other principle around which life might be organized: we would sooner choke each other to death, which is basically what we’re doing.” “If white people had a tombstone, it would read, ‘They Stopped at Nothing.’ ” This pronouncement will be borne out by his own story.
Nothing sweet on Sugar Street: It’s creeps all the way down. An unsettling, propulsive, sometimes acidly funny book.Pub Date: Sept. 13, 2022
ISBN: 978-0-8021-6000-3
Page Count: 224
Publisher: Grove
Review Posted Online: Oct. 3, 2022
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2022
Uneven but fitfully amusing.
Betrayed by her husband, a severely depressed young woman gets drawn into the over-the-top festivities at a lavish wedding.
Phoebe Stone, who teaches English literature at a St. Louis college, is plotting her own demise. Her husband, Matt, has left her for another woman, and Phoebe is taking it hard. Indeed, she's determined just where and how she will end it all: at an oceanfront hotel in Newport, where she will lie on a king-sized canopy bed and take a bottle of her cat’s painkillers. At the hotel, Phoebe meets bride-to-be Lila, a headstrong rich girl presiding over her own extravagant six-day wedding celebration. Lila thought she had booked every room in the hotel, and learning of Phoebe's suicidal intentions, she forbids this stray guest from disrupting the nuptials: “No. You definitely can’t kill yourself. This is my wedding week.” After the punchy opening, a grim flashback to the meltdown of Phoebe's marriage temporarily darkens the mood, but things pick up when spoiled Lila interrupts Phoebe's preparations and sweeps her up in the wedding juggernaut. The slide from earnest drama to broad farce is somewhat jarring, but from this point on, Espach crafts an enjoyable—if overstuffed—comedy of manners. When the original maid of honor drops out, Phoebe is persuaded, against her better judgment, to take her place. There’s some fun to be had here: The wedding party—including groom-to-be Gary, a widower, and his 11-year-old daughter—takes surfing lessons; the women in the group have a session with a Sex Woman. But it all goes on too long, and the humor can seem forced, reaching a low point when someone has sex with the vintage wedding car (you don’t want to know the details). Later, when two characters have a meet-cute in a hot tub, readers will guess exactly how the marriage plot resolves.
Uneven but fitfully amusing.Pub Date: July 30, 2024
ISBN: 9781250899576
Page Count: 384
Publisher: Henry Holt
Review Posted Online: Sept. 13, 2024
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BOOK REVIEW
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Suspenseful, full of incident, and not obviously necessary.
Atwood goes back to Gilead.
The Handmaid’s Tale (1985), consistently regarded as a masterpiece of 20th-century literature, has gained new attention in recent years with the success of the Hulu series as well as fresh appreciation from readers who feel like this story has new relevance in America’s current political climate. Atwood herself has spoken about how news headlines have made her dystopian fiction seem eerily plausible, and it’s not difficult to imagine her wanting to revisit Gilead as the TV show has sped past where her narrative ended. Like the novel that preceded it, this sequel is presented as found documents—first-person accounts of life inside a misogynistic theocracy from three informants. There is Agnes Jemima, a girl who rejects the marriage her family arranges for her but still has faith in God and Gilead. There’s Daisy, who learns on her 16th birthday that her whole life has been a lie. And there's Aunt Lydia, the woman responsible for turning women into Handmaids. This approach gives readers insight into different aspects of life inside and outside Gilead, but it also leads to a book that sometimes feels overstuffed. The Handmaid’s Tale combined exquisite lyricism with a powerful sense of urgency, as if a thoughtful, perceptive woman was racing against time to give witness to her experience. That narrator hinted at more than she said; Atwood seemed to trust readers to fill in the gaps. This dynamic created an atmosphere of intimacy. However curious we might be about Gilead and the resistance operating outside that country, what we learn here is that what Atwood left unsaid in the first novel generated more horror and outrage than explicit detail can. And the more we get to know Agnes, Daisy, and Aunt Lydia, the less convincing they become. It’s hard, of course, to compete with a beloved classic, so maybe the best way to read this new book is to forget about The Handmaid’s Tale and enjoy it as an artful feminist thriller.
Suspenseful, full of incident, and not obviously necessary.Pub Date: Sept. 10, 2019
ISBN: 978-0-385-54378-1
Page Count: 432
Publisher: Nan A. Talese
Review Posted Online: Sept. 3, 2019
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2019
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SEEN & HEARD
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