The Help: Movie vs. Book

So, yesterday I had the pleasure of joining the Ireland AM team on the couch to discuss Kathryn Stockett’s novel, The Help.  Resident movie critic, Gordon Hayden, and I chatted about our reactions to the award-winning film. If you’d like to take a look, here’s a link to the clip.  It’s approx. 8 minutes long.

As always, I felt the book won out.  When I first watched the film I was shocked by how twee it felt.  I suppose it was naive of me to expect anything much heavier, but really now… By the time I reached the scene with wise old maid Constantine reassuring a young, earnest Skeeter about her self-worth I realised I was going to have to re-adjust my expectations.

As with most adaptations much of the story has to be omitted.  But shouldn’t a talented director still be able to capture a lot of the story’s subtle nuances? Even at two and half hours long the film misses so much of the book’s story.  Why so long? Maybe because the director, Tate Taylor, was a close friend of the author?  Maybe this afforded her more involvement in the filming that it may have with a stranger?

Word is Stockett held out for quite some time before agreeing to let Taylor direct the movie.  Apparently she even cut all communication with him for two weeks while she mulled it over.  Word has it he called her up to ask why she was stalling.  She told him the other, presumable bigger, names being bandied about as possible directors.  Taylor’s response was that those directors could very easily leave the project sitting for years.   He argues that he was passionate about the story and, being from Mississippi, knew the background well enough to stay true to the content and the context.  Stockett agreed and the project moved ahead.

Taylor brought his friend, former roommate and actress, Octavia Spencer, with him.  I imagine there was no way anybody else was ever going to get the part of Minnie.  Stockett has spoken about being so charmed by Spencer’s personality when they first met that she used her for inspiration when creating feisty maid Minnie.  Above is a clip of Spencer chatting to media after receiving an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress, 2012.  Note Ted’s question, at 2.08, about the film “making is look like it took a white chick to inspire all these African-American women and what do you say to that?”  Good man Ted (whoever you are)!

There’s been plenty of criticism about The Help‘s treatment of such a contentious issues.  A quick online search throws up some interesting results, such as the spoof cover pictured above.  Despite all this, I still recommend reading the book.  It’s a great story.  Stockett wasn’t trying to change the world when she wrote it. She was homesick, pining for the South and the familiar voices of her youth.  I believe her work was a labour of love, not intentional exploitation.  Right now she’s working on her second novel, also set in Mississippi, this time during the Great Depression.  Again it revolves around group of women who push boundaries in order to survive during testing times.  I look forward to reading it.

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Live from London Book Fair 2012!

On Monday I travelled to London to attend the 2012 London Book Fair at Earls Court.  It was such a cool place to be, I only wish I had more free time to wander about and take in a few seminars.  The fair is much smaller than Frankfurt but felt just as lively and well-attended.

There was a slight hulabuloo about China being the market focus this year; a few protesters highlighting China’s human rights record made an appearance.  English PEN‘s attitude was to ‘engage but not endorse’ and in general there was no trouble.  If you’re interested in learning more, take a look at their articles, Help Give Voice To Our Silenced Chinese Colleagues and Pen Urges Discussion of Chinese Censorship.

There was lots to see and do (if you found time between meetings!) including visit the beautiful Romanian Book stand (pictured below) and snag yourself some authentic Chinese lettering (below right).

One of the things was most excited about was the discovery that Walker Books are teaming up with Irish authors, translators and illustrators as part of a new imprint called Walker Éireann.  I love Walker books and think this is a fantastic development for Irish publishing.

The current tagline reads ‘Books To Have and To Hold, In The Language Of Your Heart’.  How gorgeous is that?!  I look forward to seeing what they publish.  Word is that September 2012 will see the publication of Stiúcaí Stiúgtha (The Ravenous Beast), Ar Strae Beagán (A Bit Lost), Tomhais Méid Mo Ghrá Duit (Guess How Much I Love You), and Ulchabháin Óga (Owl Babies).

 

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Beyond the Pale & Other Stories

I’m currently re-reading The Folio Society‘s beautiful edition of Beyond the Pale & Other Stories by William Trevor.

Pack shot of William Trevor's Beyond the Pale & Other Stories

Published in 2010, it includes an introduction written by Trevor the previous year.  A notable coup, given how notoriously media-shy the author is.  The eighteen short stories are accompanied by illustrations from Lyndon Hayes.  Although they took me a while to warm to, I now see what a perfect fit they are for this collection.

There’s something about Trevor’s writing that puts me a little on edge.  Despite the familiarity of the settings, the gentle nuances of daily life, there is always a part of me that remains removed from his stories.  When I first picked up this edition the striking, somewhat harsh, style of Lyndon’s illustrations did nothing to diminish that feeling.

Vera glances from the kitchen window and there he is, cutting up the big rose bush

It was the same when I read Trevor’s last novel, Love and Summer.  I held back from embracing the character of Ellie.  There is a cool feeling of detachment sometimes in Trevor’s depiction of women.  In this collection he writes a lot from the female perspective.  He is dutiful in addressing the varied emotions and responses his female characters experience when faced with the beginning, the end, or the possibility of romance.  Yet I’m never fully satisfied.

This preoccupation with a character often stays with me after I finish one of Trevor’s stories.  I find myself pondering their next move.  Wondering if they’ll go back on their decisions, wondering—in some cases— if they’ll even make a decision.  Lyndon’s paintings have the same effect. They linger long after I’ve left the book down.  Expertly chosen.

I’ve never considered myself a short story fan.  It would be unlike me to choose a collection above a novel.  Now though I see that a short story is as much about what is left unsaid, as it is about what an author chooses to include.

Both Sides Now album cover. Artwork by Joni Mitchell.

For the reader, part of the short story’s allure is filling in the blanks.  Once I thought about it, I realised that was exactly what I had been doing whenever I walked away from Trevor’s stories.

Suddenly I had a deeper appreciation for the skill of short story writing.

I think of Joni Mitchell’s Both Sides Now.  She’s doesn’t provide specifics, but she covers a whole lot.  So too does Trevor, in his carefully selected and sparse choice of words.

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Review: Chasing Fire

Alpha-female Rowan Tripp works as a personal trainer in Montana until fire season begins each year. Then her life is lived on campus with a bunch of other super-fit, adrenaline junkies known as smoke jumpers.  These are the people who jump from planes into burning landscapes to fight and control fires that threaten to wipe out entire national parks and the like.

Rowan’s a little preoccupied this season as she is still processing the tragic death of her former jump partner, Jim, which occurred on her watch the previous year. Luckily, a rookie called Gull arrives to take her mind of things. He’s tall, handsome, strong and fast (is probably fresh from the fight) and is generally very manly.

Up to this point it’s looking like a nice romantic tale with a bit of forest fire drama thrown in to spice things up.  Then Roberts adds in a few nasty murders (charred remains and that type of CSI carry-on)  and the story turns into a pretty decent thriller.

Special mentions are deserved for Dolly, a vicious unhinged bitch of a character, and the heartbreakingly cute relationship that develops between Rowan’s father, Lucas ‘Iron Man’ Tripp, and schoolteacher, Ella.

Roberts is bona fide bestselling author, also writing under the pseudonym J. D. Robb.  She has written over 150 New York Times bestsellers to date. I imagine her editors warmly receiving her manuscripts, dollar signs in their eyes.

The verdict?  Another page-turner from Roberts.  While the dialogue is often cheesy, the plot and pace never falter.  Perfect reading for a warm weekend if our unseasonally sunny weather continues.

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Review: Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mom


 

Image credit: Yuta Onoda

Last weekend I read Amy Chua’s contentious The Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother.  I really enjoyed it.   I think Chua is a great writer.  Her book is funny, touching, at times infuriating and, for me, an eye-opener.

Afterwards, I discussed the book briefly with two female Chinese translators.  Both are in Ireland to translate the work of contemporary Irish novelists into Chinese.  Neither had read the book and the first question I was asked was whether or not I agreed with Chua’s approach.  I answered that I admired her dedication but I wasn’t sure that if the time came I would have her resilience and patience!

Something I hadn’t realised prior to reading Battle Hymn, was that Chua not only scheduled vast quantities of lessons and tutorials for both her daughters, but that she herself attended each one and took detailed notes for home practice time.  You’d imagine that pouring all this time and energy into her children left very little space for herself.  Not so.  Chua managed all this while securing a role as law professor at Yale and has published two other books, World on Fire and Day of Empire.  I was exhausted just reading her memoir.

 

Chua was relentless with her strict parenting regime.  Her kids, Sophia and Lulu, had to practise piano and violin even when they were on holidays.  Abroad.  Note: most of their holidays took place abroad.  Chua is self-deprecating, but her book is nonetheless tinged with snobbery.  Yes I laughed with Chua as she laughed at the outraged reactions of liberal ‘Western’ parents.  And yes, I laughed along when she poked fun at her maniacal self, but I was also amused by her conspicuous faux modesty and unnerving competitive streak.

I admire her achievements and Battle Hymn is a clever, funny book. But never forget you’re dealing with an incredibly smooth operator.

 

 

 

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Review: Trieste by Daša Drndic

To mark World Book Day 2012 here’s a review of one of the most unusual books I’ve ever read about WWII.

Trieste, published by MacLehose Press

Trieste is a detailed work of documentary fiction covering more than 80 years of European history.  No one could accuse author Daša Drndic of not doing her homework.  In fact, if anything, she may have overdone it.  An overload of tangents, histories of towns and people, take from the power of protagonist Haya’s own tale.

This book will be a nightmare for those seeking a clean-cut, linear narrative.  An abundance of photographs, footnotes, song lyrics, train transport lists, testimonials and – most notably – a list of 9,000 Jews deported from, or killed in, Italy between 1943-5, make for a busy read.

We first meet 83-year-old Italian Haya Tedeschi sitting quietly in a room on Via Apria in the Italian town of Gorizia, in 2006.  She is anxious about a pending reunion with her son, Antonio, from whom she was separated just five months after his birth.  Haya’s story begins alongside that of the Great War and continues to weave its way through European history before, during and after the Second World War.

Her parents moved their young family across the borders of Italy and Albania throughout the Thirties and slowly began discarding their Jewish heritage in favour of a safer Catholic existence under the increasingly omnipresent Mussolini.  As the political landscape changes, the Tedeschi family observe the terrifying impact of the 1938 race laws on all around them.

The symbolic "remains" of the railroad tracks in Treblinka.

Years later, the octogenarian Haya is performing an audit of her memory bank.  Images of bodies piled in town squares appear, followed closely by “columns of Italian Wehrmacht prisoners of war”.  Belzec and Treblinka (pictured right) are among the place names elderly Haya now knows to associate with mass extermination, but in her youth and under her parents’ guidance, Haya found herself “living in the illusion of ignorance” in an Italian town anxious to avoid the horrific realities of what we now know was genocide.

In the town of Gorizia, against a backdrop of ominous and continuous railway traffic, fear and feigned ignorance, Haya falls for an SS officer, named Kurt Franz.  She must surely have sensed that her future was not only uncertain but most probably littered with inescapable tragedy.  After fathering her child, Franz ends his relationship with Haya, calmly informing his “little Jewess” that theirs is not a relationship for public eyes.  Besides, he must return home to marry his German fiancee.

Heinrich Himmler, creator of the Lebensborn project

Five months later, baby Antonio is snatched from his pram as Haya’s back is turned.  This is the crux of the tale: Lebensborn, Himmler’s (pictured left) clandestine project which strove for a “racially pure” Germany boasting an Ubermensch species. What, for years had been happening all around her, has now happened to Haya. The German authorities believed Antonio’s life would be better lived as the child of “pure Aryans”.

Now, years later and with the help of the Red Cross, Haya will meet her grown-up son, renamed Hans Traube, whose tale is told in the final quarter of Trieste.

At times the lyrical nature of the language is a testament to the translator, Ellen Elias-Bursac.  There is a skill to translating.  Remaining loyal to the original story while also adequately reflecting the beauty of the writing is always a tricky balance to strike.  Managing to do so with a novel as dense, multi-faceted and wide-reaching as this one is a noteworthy achievement.

Author Daša Drndic

Trieste is a massive undertaking, both for the author and the reader.  It swings from stomach-churning but compelling testimonials from former concentration camp workers to fluid fictional prose.  Its English-language publisher is declaring the novel to be a “shattering contribution to the literature of our 20th-century history”.  Many may dispute the claim and more still may dislike Drndic’s style, but few will be able to ignore this highly original title.

This review appears as published in the Sunday Independent, 26th February 2012.

 

 

 

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Mark Ryden’s Pinxit

Interior spread from Pinxit by Mark Ryden. Copyright Mark Ryden/ Courtesy TASCHEN

There are perks to being a book reviewer, no doubt. One of them is receiving large-format samplers of books by artists you’ve fallen in love with.

Last November I visited the Tate Modern and came away clutching a set of Mark Ryden postcards called ‘The Snow Yak Show’.  Fast-forward a couple of weeks and I’m meeting with Taschen, while they pitch their way through their (unsurprisingly) impressive catalogue.

*GASP* THEY’VE GOT RYDEN!

Incarnation (No. 100). Copyright Mark Ryden/ Courtesy TASCHEN

The first 50 copies of the Art Edition have already sold out. And at £3,500 a pop that’s not something to be sniffed at.  Silkscreen artwork, a hardcover and a beautiful calm-shell box mean Taschen don’t need bloggers to fly their flag.  The book contains almost twenty years worth of Ryden’s work and is organised by the themes of his major exhibitions including ‘The Meat Show’ and ‘Bunnies and Bees’

Taschen’s new title includes seven large-scale fold-outs and essays by Yoshitomo Nara*, Carlo McCormick and Kristine McKenna.  Ryden’s work is often categorised as a ‘pop surrealist’ for using kitsch images with heavy cultural connotations. I love it because while it initially appears all whimsical and innocent cuteness, something darker and disturbing run riots just beneath the surface.

Love it.

Copyright Mark Ryden/ Courtesy TASCHEN

*You know this guy, he created those odd little angry-looking girls with the weird-shaped heads (see below).

 

 

 

 

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Sneak Peek: The Greatest Love Story of All Time

(And how it was almost ruined by an evil cat, gin and unsuitable men) by Lucy Robinson.

A Bombay Sapphire-blue proof arrived in my door over the Christmas holidays and, I’m happy to report, was just the ticket to while away a few days as I recovered from the annual dose of flu.

Officially on shelves the 12th of April, consider this a heads-up.  If you’re looking for a witty rom-com of a read you won’t do better than Robinson’s debut novel.  After laughing my way through the first half (yes, genuinely!), I stopped to re-read the author’s bio.  Turns out Robinson has been blogging for a while over on Marie Claire.  It shows, in a good way.  The lady’s got a nice turn of phrase and is bang up-to-date on the contemporary singleton scene.

Her ambitious title choice calls to mind Dave Eggers’ A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius.  If that’s what you’re expecting look away now.  Depressing, tough, high literature this is not.  But Robinson never claimed such.  Her novel is a hilarious (no really it is) story about poor, infuriatingly idiotic Fran and her journey back to life following significant heartbreak, accompanied (of course!) by a decent bunch of friends and colleagues.  I won’t say much more as there’s a while to go before pub date yet and I wouldn’t want to spoil it for anyone…

I LOL-ed.

There, I said it.  And really now, what more could you want from a book.  Kudos Lucy, more of the same please!

 

 

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20 Most Beautiful Bookshops in the World

Have you guys seen this?

It’s the Librería El Ateneo Grand Splendid in Buenos Aires, Argentina. There are 19 more wonders in the link here.
Thanks to @colindunlea for the link!

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Review: WAR

I had planned to spend Christmas working my way through a giant pile of books.  In the end though most of my time was spent catching up with friends and family.  I’m not complaining, especially as my brother shared this find of a book with me.  My brother and I have always been war literature and film junkies.  We’re both fascinated not by the violence, politics, adrenaline and action (although that does come into it a little), but by the dynamic war creates among soldiers.  The incredible bonds and intricate behavioural nuances that are specific to various battles, and those fighting them, are endlessly fascinating to us.  Or perhaps it was just hours of watching M*A*S*H as kids… Either way it’s an interest that has grown with us.

Sebastian Junger is an American journalist and author.  His name might ring a bell as he also wrote The Perfect Storm. Remember the fishing one that was adapted into a film starring George Clooney?  With a keen eye for action and a track record of solid journalism, his latest title, War, has earned him praise from both literary and military circles.  In it, Junger documents the lives of a platoon of American soldiers posted in the Korengal Valley, a remote and extremely dangerous location in eastern Afghanistan.

The book grew from a series of articles Junger, left, was commissioned to write by Vanity Fair from the vantage of an “embedded” reporter.  Between June 2007 and June 2008, Junger, accompanied by cameraman Tim Hetherington*, made several trips to the Korengal valley and forged a bond with the soldiers of Battle Company.  The articles, Into the Valley of Death and Return to the Valley of Death garnered plenty of attention.  Over time they became the basis of a feature-length documentary (trailer below) called Restrepo, after an outpost named in tribute to fallen US medic, 20-year-old Juan ‘Doc’ Restrepo.

This is the first book I have read about American soldiers in Afghanistan.  It’s not a war I knew much about.  The mind-bending twists and turns have been difficult to follow and I’ve never felt I grasped the real reason behind America’s presence in Afghanistan.  The first few chapters reassured me, it seems I’m not the only one who struggled to understand the US army’s reasons.  To be frank, it’s probably a big factor in the success of Junger’s book.  I’m sure there are many out there that feel this is a conflict they understand to be important but have been bamboozled by the inconsistent and contradictory reports of the US army’s presence in Afghanistan.

Regardless of whether or not you’re in the loop about the conflict, War is recommended reading.  Broken into three sections: Fear, Killing and Love, it documents the mental health of the soldiers as thoroughly as it does the action they experience.  Pages upon pages of action are littered with references to studies on the effects of combat on the human psyche.  Junger has done his homework and the result is a text that demands attention.

At Camp Blessing, battalion members — led by Lt. Col. Bill Ostlund, far right — watch a monitor showing Capt. Dan Kearney’s troops six miles away.

Publisher Fourth Estate never shies away from the alternative and War is no exception.  While it’s not quite a flat-out critique of the American army, it’s nevertheless forceful in its assertion that war remains one of the most powerful destroyers of mankind and thus societies –not just physically, but mentally.  And critically, what are the powers that be doing to acknowledge and help heal those affected?

Junger reports incident after incident in Fear and Killing before laying his findings on heavy in the final section, Love.  I would have preferred to see a more even-balanced approach throughout; perhaps following specific incidents with the corresponding theories and studies that are flagged at the end of the book.  Junger’s findings are deceptively simple.  He believes that for (most) soldiers it’s not courage or patriotic conviction that spur men to act in ways civilians see as courageous, rather it’s love.  Simply put; at war, your fellow soldiers are your world.  Your society has shrunk, the men you’re fighting alongside function as your friends, family and acquaintances.  Just as you would act to save the ones you love at home, so too will you do whatever is necessary to save your fellow soldiers in a war zone.

This intensely strong and, at times, dangerous bond is the focus of Junger’s book.  In War the soldiers often describe it to Junger as ‘brotherhood’.  No matter what it’s called, it complicates things for those that survive and return home.  Along with anxiety and post-traumatic stress comes a mountain of guilt and confusion.  Some process it and manage to adapt and some struggle to figure out how to move forward.  Others opt to re-enlist and return to the only reality they feel ‘comfortable’ and know how to function in.

I know it’s only January but War is already a contender for the best book I’ll read in 2012.  If you can, check out the documentary Restrepo.  It’s worth a watch.  If you like this you might also be interested in Hell and Back Again, a documentary screened on Channel 4.

*Hetherington has since passed away. He was killed in 2011 while covering the conflict in Libya.

 


 

 

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