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Showing posts with label A Thread of Grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Thread of Grace. Show all posts
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Book Review: A Thread of Grace
After several detours, I finally finished reading Mary Doria Russell's A Thread of Grace. A long stretch in the commercial airline system gave me the uninterrupted time to read it all the way through. Having liked her science fiction books, I thought I'd give this one a try as well. Russell's abilities to shape prose and draw characters are rare, which convinced me to try something different.
Thread is a story of European Jews hiding from the Nazis in northern Italy during World War II. Some of these individuals are Italian natives, some are refugees from Poland, France, Austria, and elsewhere. Among a cast of dozens, four or five stand out: Claudette, who starts out as a silly, whiny, and rather pretty young girl escaping France with her father; Lorenzo ('Renzo), an Italian veteran of the Abyssinian campaign, who drowns his sorrows over his actions there in alcohol; Dr. Schramm, a guilt-ridden Nazi doctor hiding from his crimes; and Osvaldo Tomitz, a priest helping settle and support Jewish refugees hiding in Italy.
Most of these characters do good things, often out of confused or even wrong motives, which seems to be the theme of the book. I found the aft matter of the book interesting because it provided some background into Russell's thinking when writing it. There were similar sections in The Sparrow and Children of God. At the time those books were being written, Russell was starting the moral education of her children and so was reflecting on her Roman Catholic background. Now, seven years later, she seems to have converted to Judaism. This overlapping of compassionate Christians and struggling Jews seems a good fit for where she is coming from, if I may be allowed to psychoanalyze for a moment.
As a work of literature, the book is mostly a fictionalized survivors' tale. In this way, the fortunes of the characters are determined by the circumstances of war--distant artillery, high-altitude bombers, etc. In fact, the war itself is almost completely off-stage, or at least faceless. Bombers fly out of the sky to attack, but we almost never "see" battlefields, tanks, or attacking formations; only the civilian aftermaths. There is some partisan activity, but again, that is not the emphasis of the book. What the reader experiences is the human cost of war, and how it shapes moral choices. The disadvantage of survivors' tales--affecting as they are--is that they lack the typical narrative structure. War causes unpredictable events and deaths, and not all decisions are driven strictly by personal will, but some decisions are imposed on the characters.
What I really enjoy about Russell's writing is her easily read prose. She informed me in an email that this effortless style took 60 drafts or so for The Sparrow. I presume similar work has gone into her other works. I also enjoy her ability to created flawed, likeable, and believable people. You don't just have stock types, but individuals with personal motivations that are easily identifiable. The unfortunate part of Thread, given its survivor-tale, is that you find yourself wondering who will live and who will die; in the end, survival is the only victory and the only suspense the book really offers. Therefore, if you are a reader who gets attached to characters, as I do, you are likely to be saddened or disappointed at some of the casualties.
So is A Thread of Grace worth reading? Yes, because it is something more than a survivor's tale. Most likely, the individuals upon whom she based her narrative did not enjoy any sense of "closure" or redemption, and Russell does not always provide such, even to her characters. I don't want to spoil the end, but you really need to read the whole book to appreciate what she is doing and what sorts of lessons she is able to draw from what is, in the final analysis, the irrationality of modern war.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Just Because You're Not Paranoid...
I'm on a roll this month. Just finished rereading Footfall by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. It's your basic alien-invasion story, done by a couple of pros. There are things to like and things to dislike about the book, which is better than Lucifer's Hammer, I might add. On the negative side, the book is a tad long (581 pages). And, like Hammer, it suffers from too many side characters. On the plus side, it does offer some really nifty aliens, if you can get past the fact that they look like baby elephants. They come complete with their own high-tech toys (solar power satellites, Bussard ramjets, Thor, etc.) and unique psychology. The book also features "guest appearances" by Niven, Pournelle, Robert Heinlein, and other thinly veiled real-world characters.
Footfall was written in 1985 and is set around 10 years later. It opens with the first Voyager images being broadcast from Saturn, and leads the reader to believe that the peculiar roiling seen in the rings was the result of a starship drive passing nearby. From there, we move forward to a future where the Cold War is still on, solar power satellites are just being experimented with, and the Soviets have a 12-person space station in orbit, but not the Americans.
A female Army officer, Jenny Crichton, is on hand at an observatory when the alien ship is discovered. She quickly informs her superiors of the event, and from there becomes central to the story. A pro-space senator, Wes Dawson, convinces the president to let him be part of a joint U.S.-Soviet greeting delegation aboard the Soviet space station. He and some of the crew get captured when the nastiness hits the fan. A dependable biker dude who is friends with congressman, bikers, and survivalists, Harry Reddington, becomes a central character as well, along with a Fifthp (say that a few times fast) that he captures during the invasion.
There is also, of course, more than a little lecturing from Dr. Pournelle, which I don't mind so much, as I come from his side of the aisle. However, it can probably be as wearing to a liberal reader as Kim Stanley Robinson's endless barbs against conservatives are to me.
The biggest challenge with Footfall is the sheer length of it. I believe the same story could have been told with about 100 to 200 fewer pages (and characters) and gotten the point across. Niven and Pournelle's best collaboration, for me, is still The Mote in God's Eye, which I could probably reread as well, since I'm in that mood.
I've put down Mary Doria Russell's A Thread of Grace and read two or three SF books in the meantime. It's not that I haven't enjoyed Russell's writing (The Sparrow and Children of God are fabulous), but Thread is not science fiction, and I'm just more interested in that subject matter. It's like a devoted romance novel fan being asked to read a mystery novel or Hemingway--the new material could be quite good, but the reader really prefers the romance. Having burned through a few SF purchases, though, I can probably go back to this one. Russell's style is absolutely elegant, the product of "over 60 drafts" according to an email conversation I had with her, and I envy her sheer facility with the language. And, unlike Niven and Pournelle, there are few unremarkable characters in Russell's work. Every person in her work is there for a damn good reason, and she manages to make even minor players memorable somehow. Given my tastes, I hope she makes additional into science fiction. Gosh knows the field could use her talent.
I'm on a roll this month. Just finished rereading Footfall by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. It's your basic alien-invasion story, done by a couple of pros. There are things to like and things to dislike about the book, which is better than Lucifer's Hammer, I might add. On the negative side, the book is a tad long (581 pages). And, like Hammer, it suffers from too many side characters. On the plus side, it does offer some really nifty aliens, if you can get past the fact that they look like baby elephants. They come complete with their own high-tech toys (solar power satellites, Bussard ramjets, Thor, etc.) and unique psychology. The book also features "guest appearances" by Niven, Pournelle, Robert Heinlein, and other thinly veiled real-world characters.
Footfall was written in 1985 and is set around 10 years later. It opens with the first Voyager images being broadcast from Saturn, and leads the reader to believe that the peculiar roiling seen in the rings was the result of a starship drive passing nearby. From there, we move forward to a future where the Cold War is still on, solar power satellites are just being experimented with, and the Soviets have a 12-person space station in orbit, but not the Americans.
A female Army officer, Jenny Crichton, is on hand at an observatory when the alien ship is discovered. She quickly informs her superiors of the event, and from there becomes central to the story. A pro-space senator, Wes Dawson, convinces the president to let him be part of a joint U.S.-Soviet greeting delegation aboard the Soviet space station. He and some of the crew get captured when the nastiness hits the fan. A dependable biker dude who is friends with congressman, bikers, and survivalists, Harry Reddington, becomes a central character as well, along with a Fifthp (say that a few times fast) that he captures during the invasion.
There is also, of course, more than a little lecturing from Dr. Pournelle, which I don't mind so much, as I come from his side of the aisle. However, it can probably be as wearing to a liberal reader as Kim Stanley Robinson's endless barbs against conservatives are to me.
The biggest challenge with Footfall is the sheer length of it. I believe the same story could have been told with about 100 to 200 fewer pages (and characters) and gotten the point across. Niven and Pournelle's best collaboration, for me, is still The Mote in God's Eye, which I could probably reread as well, since I'm in that mood.
I've put down Mary Doria Russell's A Thread of Grace and read two or three SF books in the meantime. It's not that I haven't enjoyed Russell's writing (The Sparrow and Children of God are fabulous), but Thread is not science fiction, and I'm just more interested in that subject matter. It's like a devoted romance novel fan being asked to read a mystery novel or Hemingway--the new material could be quite good, but the reader really prefers the romance. Having burned through a few SF purchases, though, I can probably go back to this one. Russell's style is absolutely elegant, the product of "over 60 drafts" according to an email conversation I had with her, and I envy her sheer facility with the language. And, unlike Niven and Pournelle, there are few unremarkable characters in Russell's work. Every person in her work is there for a damn good reason, and she manages to make even minor players memorable somehow. Given my tastes, I hope she makes additional into science fiction. Gosh knows the field could use her talent.
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