Lala comes home and Wilma is waiting, having returned early from visiting Carson at the hospital.How the One-Armed Sister Sweeps Her House, Cherie Jones, Harper Collins 2021
I liked this one, but I didn’t like this one. It’s a story far away from me; both geographically and in experience, so that’s good – that’s a reason I read. But for once I wish that those kind of stories were happier, lighter, more fun.
In How the One-Armed Sister (etc.) there’s not a lot of fun. A line of women view themselves and/or their daughters as cursed and life seems to agree with that view. There’s relational abuse, stealing, death – and very little light at the end of the tunnel. Jones shares beautiful imagery of the island, the houses, the sheds, making the (emotional) violence only starker.
Of course, these stories need to be told, deserve to be told, and so on. To me it sometimes just feels that writing from a woman of colour has to be synonymous to suffering. I know there are romances and fantasy by people of colour, but why are the family sagas so often so tough? Is this the only way of life or the only thing that publishers will support?
Both ideas left me uncomfortable, but that doesn’t mean that this novel isn’t worth your discomfort.
I don’t like it when people make hyperbolic statements, so I really mean it when I say I’ve been waiting for this day my entire life.The Voting Booth: Make it count, Brandy Colbert, Hyperion 2020
A YA-novel that wants to tackle the American voting system, (and) voter suppression. While adding a budding romance, because would it be YA without a romance?
Brandy Colbert manages to pull it off for her target audience. Older eyes may be rolled because of ‘found-love-in-a-day’, or Marva’s utter devotion to improve the system, but for those of her age it might well be uplifting and motivating. And the novel is almost as run-on as that one sentence.
Yet it never gets overly preachy, nor naive. Marva wants to help someone to vote, and discovers how hard that can be. The person she helps is a cute guy, but that’s only a slightly distracting factor. Something else sabotages her, but the story turns convoluted nowhere.
As a teacher, I’d definitely view this as an option to educate about the (American) voting system, but as a softie for teen romance I’d definitely recommend it to everyone who wants a not-saccharine shot of that.
Wat heb ik toch een rothekel aan de term ‘dark comedy’. Het kan twee kanten opgaan: je lacht uit ongemak want oei kunnen we daar wel grappen over maken of er is geen enkele lach; alleen wat absurde elementen die het hele verhaal sneuer maken. Dat is hier het geval.
Kumiko is een 29-jarige kantoorsufferd die graag schatten zoekt. Naar aanleiding van een video van Fargo is ze er van overtuigd dat ze in Minnesota een grote geldschat kan vinden en doet haar best om daar te komen. Soit, we liegen onszelf allemaal wel eens voor om dagelijkse frustraties te ontkennen en ontwijken, maar nergens wordt hier duidelijk wat de onderliggende motivaties zijn. Is Kumiko simpel? Begraaft ze haar eigen schatten om die te vinden? Is haar hele queeste een fantasie (dat zou een geldige reden kunnen zijn voor alleen maar de hulpvaardige mensen die ze tegenkomt)?
Mijn frustratie hier is dat het net iets meer had kunnen zijn: een drama over iemand die klem zit tussen maatschappelijke eisen en dagdromen, of een comedy over iemand die actief, bewust weigert juist mee te doen. In plaats daar van zijn er alleen maar vragen en wat zorgen voor dat meisje, ook al is het in leeftijd een volwassene.
When the temp agency called, I was struggling to make the math work.Hench, Natalie Zina Walschots, Harper Collins 2020
Well, this was much more fun and smarter than expected (I feel like I open a lot of posts with that sentence). The summary didn’t particularly help in telling me what to expect – it skipped on the entire science fiction-element – making me think that the main character was going to do the administration for some kind of mob boss.
Nay, she does so for a super villain, and she’s good at it. Because there’s plenty of math and paper work to be done in a world where superheroes don’t mind collateral damage, human or otherwise.
Shenanigans (violent and otherwise) follow while our protagonist has insights about what’s good, what’s evil and how power should come with responsibility but those in power often neglect that tidbit. It’s also just silly fun about life as a henchperson. I was slightly worried about the ending because both possible routes felt unsatisfactorily, but Walschots pulled that off nicely as well. I love it when it story comes together as neatly as this one.
There could be more to this: why are the majority of the characters male, why is it the female protagonist that has to Learn Things while those around her show little growth and really – a villain because of a love lost?
But: it’s an Asian family without ever turning it into a thing, for once the animation isn’t incredibly ugly (there’s even some that look traditionally drawn), there’s no soundtrack that demands emotions from you (you’ll probably cry anyway) and it’s very colourful, slightly creative and mostly silly fun for different ages.
Anyway, Fei Fei wants to prove to her widowed father that there’s really a woman in the moon to prevent him from marrying someone else. Along the way she Learns Things.
Arent Hayes howled in pain as a rock slammed into his massive back.The devil and the dark water, Stuart Turton, Sourcebooks 2020
It’s been a day since I finished the book (I had to rush the last 200 pages because of a deadline), and I’ve only become more flabbergasted since. There really was a 410 page build-up for something that was turned around in five pages.
The devil and the dark water goes for the Sherlock Holmes-trope of a gentle, slightly goofy very intelligent small man and a brute of a protector; this time they’re called Sammy and Arent. The location is a WIC-ship and is it a devil or something or somebody else that is causing all of that chaos and mayhem? Dum dum dum, etc.
The other thing that makes this caper less fun (the first thing being “The Twist”) is that it all goes on for too long. The author mentions that he didn’t want to add more characters, but he could have done a character-cut twice more to bring some clarity and add some speed.
In all honesty, I think it would have been a more exciting and original story if he would have started with The Twist and showed those shenanigans in seventeenth-century Europe. But Turton already promised a next book, so who knows.
Probably Sammy and Arent.
All of the coastline of Sri Lanka is indented, mysterious, and beautiful – but not place is more mysterious than Batticaloa.Amnesty, Aravind Adiga, Picador 2020
I finished this not long after watching White Tiger, the film that’s based on Aravind Adiga’s previous novel. Without much of a plan – it just came together like that.
Amnesty poses the question about how to follow the law when you’re not following it to start with. Sort of. Danny has overstayed his visa in Australia and is viewed as an illegal immigrant, but he also thinks that he knows who the murderer of one of his cleaning clients is. Will his wrong be righted by doing the right thing?
I was embarrassed by the amount of time it took me to recognise that this isn’t a crystal-clear-cut situation. If you’re viewed as illegal, society thinks it owns you nothing and will throw you out as soon as you’re noticed. One good action won’t outbalance the horrible (air quotes) action of you outstaying your welcome. Danny flits through life and always has to wonder where the hits will come from. He’s surviving, not thriving because he’s invisible – not seen by authorities and government, moving below the surface.
You can’t yell at him to stop picking up the phone and go to the police right away: he’s just trying to keep his feet on Australian soil.