What I’m Reading: Anthony Trollope

Oct 312012
 

Can You Forgive Her? by Anthony Trollope

Three Stars

Read in September 2012

Stephen King quipped about this Trollope novel, “Can you possibly finish it?” I’m certain that he did, and I did too, but be forewarned: Trollope was being paid by the word to write weekly installments for a Victorian serial, and it shows. Can You Forgive Her? is the question he asks the reader during his recounting of the choices of Alice Vavasour, an Englishwoman of small but independent means who is engaged to a seemingly bland country gentleman when the novel opens. Although Alice is clearly the central character, the stories of two other women also feature in the novel, her cousin Glencora Palliser, the richest heiress of the day, and her aunt Arabella Greenow, a wealthy 40-something widow. Through the stories of Alice and Glencora, Trollope details the competing demands on well-born women, including family and society expectations, with Alice struggling to choose between two suitors in a choice that will lead to very different lives for her and Glencora struggling to reconcile herself to the man she’s chosen and make a life for herself without the man she loves. The background to the struggles of both women is a combination of the challenges of inherited wealth (or its lack) and politics, and Trollope’s depiction of England’s Victorian Era politics shows it to have been every bit as sordid as our own in 2012. The story of the merry widow, Mrs. Greenow, is thrown in for comic relief and gets rather tedious. Trollope is renowned for his realism, and one thing that will undoubtedly strike contemporary readers is the reticence in the behavior of these courting, engaged, and married couples, a stiffness and distance which seems almost unbelievable from our perspective 150 years later.a That may put off some readers, but if you want to know what life was really like for the upper classes in England in 1864, read Trollope, who knows how to tell a good tale.

What I’m Reading: Anne Enright

Oct 312012
 

The Gathering by Anne Enright

Two Stars

Read in September 2012

The Gathering was a tough read for me. It’s the story of Veronica Hegarty, a middle child of an Irish family of 12, following the suicide of the brother who was her closest sibling. Liam and Veronica were shipped off to their grandmother across town when they were children while their mother was ill, and Veronica revisits those memories in the aftermath of Liam’s death. She remains enraged at her parents, but especially her mother, for having so many children, and part of that rage stems from her stay with her grandmother. Something happened there, she thinks, that changed Liam, and the book tells of her search for that occurrence. She begins by imagining her grandparents as young adults, along with their friend, who kept his car in her grandparents’ garage. After this imagining, she sifts through actual memories until she recovers memories of abuse. Meanwhile, she’s neglecting her daughters and her husband, and she’s providing a rundown of the grievances she has against each of her siblings. The memory subplot crescendos as the family gathers for her brother’s funeral, and that’s when Veronica’s imaginings and memories fall apart. She discovers the man she remembered as the friend of her grandparents was actually their landlord. She discovers that her dead brother wasn’t the sad sack loner and loser she thought but a beloved friend, brother and nephew. The reader is left wondering if any of Veronica’s memories were real but not really caring very much about the answer because she’s such an unlikeable whiner. Veronica’s whining was the major reason the book was a tough read for me, but the constant shifting of time — now, imagining, flash back, flash forward, now, flash back, flash forward, imagining — also made it difficult to enter the novel deeply. I trudged through it, but I didn’t enjoy it, and I was left with the feeling of “meh” when it was over.