Monthly Archives: November 2011

Cuckoo – Julia Crouch

The second of my reviews for www.welovethisbook.com, Cuckoo, the first novel by playwright Julia Crouch, is a psychological thriller that tells of how a house-guest can very quickly become unwelcome…

Rose, a stay-at-home mother, lives with her artist husband and her two perfect daughters, and invites her recently widowed friend to stay. Polly arrives, bringing her two wild young sons, and sets about making herself at home in The Lodge, Rose’s lovingly restored house. A former rock star, she soon has the village’s men wrapped around her little finger, although Rose’s female friends are slower to warm to the newcomer. Rose’s perfect world starts to become feel increasingly insecure as Polly and her sons take over every aspect of life at The Lodge. 

There is much to recommend Cuckoo; Crouch is good at building tension and there is a real sense of creeping disquiet that pervades the novel. Although it is told in the third person, it is nevertheless Rose’s story, and it is pleasingly difficult to know for sure whether or not it is her imagination or if there is really something sinister about Polly’s intentions. Although the conclusion isn’t really a twist, it is nicely unexpected in its details, and isn’t a traditional happy-ending, continuing the sense of unease that saturates the rest of the story.
 
There are annoyances: barely a paragraph goes by without mention of Rose’s Barbour jacket, Touche Éclat or the family’s Galaxy, which became wearing after 300 pages. The characterisation of Rose was also a problem. She is meant to be an intelligent woman and yet her situation by the end of the novel is absurd. So much of the book revolves around her that it would have been more enjoyable had she been a more sympathetic character. With her predilection for kinky sex and her laissez-faire attitude towards raising her children, Polly is a more interesting character, and it’s a shame that we don’t learn more about her.
 
Despite this, if you can suspend slight disbelief, Cuckoo is a good, if undemanding, read for a cold afternoon. It might be best avoided if you have house guests though…
 
3/5
 
This book was provided for review purposes by www.welovethisbook.com.
 

It’s Fine By Me – Per Petterson

I’ve recently started writing reviews for a great website, www.welovethisbook.com, and my first review went up today. It’s of a great novel by the novelist Per Petterson, which was first published in 1992 in his native Norwegian.

It tells the story of Auden, a boy in his late teens who lives with his mother in a suburb of Oslo. Initially he appears to just be another disaffected teen in the image of Holden Caulfield, but he is quickly revealed to have more sensitivity and humour than his literary predecessors, although just as obstinate and occasionally infuriating. Auden’s life is haunted by his grief for his younger brother, who has just been killed in a car crash and fear that his abusive father will return from his wanderings, whilst he is impatient with his opera-loving mother as she tries to build a new life for herself. Unable to really fit in at school, he longs to leave everything behind and become a writer, like Jack London’s character Martin Eden.

The prose is sparse and sometimes bleak, much like the Norwegian winter it describes, but there is beauty in it, making Auden’s battle to balance the expectations of others with his own desires compelling. Whilst it wasn’t really the kind of book that I usually read, Auden has enough charm to win me round. Quietly, and unexpectedly, uplifting, the novel ends with Auden slowly beginning to find his way and embracing life, rather than avoiding it, as he realises that he really will be fine.

This book was provided for review purposes by www.welovethisbook.com.


Newcastle Winter Book Festival

This has rather crept up on me, as I prepare to move house, but the second Newcastle Winter Book Festival takes place between 24th and 27th November 2011 here in the middle of Newcastle. The programme looks great this year, featuring a whole day dedicated to crime fiction which make yours truly rather happy. What makes it even better is that one of my favourite crime authors, Ann Cleeves, is doing two sessions in addition to Elizabeth Carling doing a performance of one of Ann’s short stories. Also doing talks are M.C. Beaton, of Agatha Raisin and Hamish McBeth fame, and Martin Edwardss, who is presenting a discussion on Agatha Christie’s life and work (and the ticket price includes tea and scones-hurrah!).

See the website for programme details- it does look as if there’s something for everyone including talks at Seven Stories, the amazing children’s book centre, live forensic demonstrations and an evening with Simon Donald, the co-founder of Viz. I’m off to book tickets for Ann Cleeves and Martin Edwards!


‘Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter’ – Tom Franklin

I’ve always been rather anti-American in my fiction tastes. Apart from a select few authors (Ellery Queen, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Donna Tartt and, more recently, Lauren Oliver), novels set in America have never really appealed to me. I have no idea why, because I read plenty of books which aren’t English, and my Scandinavian crime section is getting a little out of hand, but put a Raymond Chandler in front of me and I’ll probably fall asleep.  However, I had heard such good things about Tom Franklin’s latest, Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter, that I had to give it a try. I’m so glad that I did, as it was totally brilliant.

Ostensibly a crime novel, Franklin has written a book which explores the tangled mess which arises from half-truths and concealed lies. Set in 1980s and modern-day Mississippi, it is the story of Larry Ott, a white boy who hides from his drunken father in world of horror books, and Silas Jones, a black boy who lives with his single mother in a shack on Larry’s family’s property. The boys become friends, meeting in secret, but before long their friendship is torn apart, and Silas moves away. Later on, Larry’s life is destroyed when he is accused of killing Cindy, his neighbour, with whom he’d been on one date. Although nothing was proven, he became  a recluse, known around town as Scary Larry. When another girl goes missing in the town, twenty years later, Larry is the obvious suspect and Silas, as the town’s police officer, is part of the investigating team.

What follows is a story of discovery, both in terms of the crime(s) and in terms of the characters and their motivations. Larry is initially a pathetic character, but as the novel goes on, and flashbacks to his adolescence reveal his treatment at the hands of his father, he becomes more sympathetic. Despite some of his actions, he is hard to completely dislike and by the end of the novel I was cheered by the amount of dignity that he had gained. Silas is actually harder to warm to although, as with Larry, Franklin has managed to create a complicated and nuanced character who is difficult to pigeon-hole as either ‘good’ or ‘bad’. The relationship between the two men complex, made more so by the crime that stands between them, both personally and professionally.

The novel is a bit of a slow-burner, taking a little time to get into, but by about the fourth chapter I couldn’t put it down. Surprisingly for a relatively bleak novel, the ending is hopeful and definitely made me smile. Highly recommended, especially for someone who loves crime fiction but wants something a little more character-oriented.

4/5


ABC3D – Marion Bataille

This is so fun and, although it’s not new,  is definitely going to be stocked in the shop for Christmas. I love how inventive books can be, which make them infinitely better than e-books, in my opinion.


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