Linda Grant |
The Clothes on Their
BacksIn a red
brick mansion block off the Marylebone Road, Vivien, a sensitive, bookish girl
grows up sealed off from both past and present by her timid refugee parents.
Then one morning a glamorous uncle appears, dressed in a mohair suit, with a
diamond watch on his wrist and a girl in a leopard-skin hat on his arm. Why is
Uncle Sándor so violently unwelcome in her parents’ home?
When I Lived in Modern Times
It is April 1946. Evelyn Sert, twenty years old, a hairdresser from Soho, sails for Palestine, where Jewish refugees and idealists are gathering from across Europe to start a new life in a brand-new country.
In 1968 Stephen Newman arrives in England from California.
Sent down from Oxford, he hurriedly marries his English girlfriend Andrea to
avoid returning to America and the draft board. Over the next forty years they
and their friends build lives of middle-class success until the events of late
middle-age and the new century force them to realise that their fortunate
generation has always lived in a fool’s paradise.
This is a
novel about survival – both banal and heroic – and a young woman who discovers
the complications, even betrayals, that inevitably accompany the fierce desire
to live.
Set against
the backdrop of a London from the 1950s to the present day, The Clothes on Their Backs
is a wise and tender novel about the clothes we choose to wear, the
personalities we dress ourselves in, and about how they define us all.
When I Lived in Modern Times
It is April 1946. Evelyn Sert, twenty years old, a hairdresser from Soho, sails for Palestine, where Jewish refugees and idealists are gathering from across Europe to start a new life in a brand-new country.
In the
glittering, cosmopolitan, Bauhaus city of Tel Aviv, anything seems
possible. Illegally entering the
country, Evelyn, adept at disguises, reinvents herself as the bleached-blonde
Priscilla Jones. Immersed in a world of passionate idealism, she finds love,
and with Johnny, finds herself at the heart of a very dangerous game.
We Had it So Good
Sometimes it’s better just to read the book without meeting
the author. Linda Grant, at the Writers’
Festival had a full-bodied and confident presence, replete with red-rinsed hair
and carefully posed nyloned legs. I’m
not sure what put me off about her – perhaps it was as simple as not looking as
I might have expected. Somehow, from the
two earlier books I’d read, I pictured her as a slim, lithe and rather delicate
creature, sensitivity oozing from her pores as it definitely does off the pages
of her books. I wanted her to look like
an amalgam of the two young women in those earlier novels, Vivien and
Evelyn. But her largeness and solidity
made me feel she was too definite, too strong for one who wrote those earlier
works with such deep understanding and care, and right now I’m not interested
in reading We Had it So Good.
Strangely, in this new novel, the protagonist, Stephen, was
based loosely on a man she’d met in Vancouver some 40 years ago, who ran an
eatery called the Alligator. The friend
with whom I went to the festival had brought another friend along, someone who
turned out to be the co-founder of the Alligator those many years ago and still
a close, lifelong friend of the Alligator man.
It turns out that he now lives in England, in the same area as Linda
Grant, and they, too, are friends.
Grant read two excerpts from this new book. One near the beginning, in Stephen’s student
days, the days of his being part of the “revolution” and counter-culture –
drugs and sit-ins. The second reading came from later in the book, when
Stephen, with wife and family, had made many compromises, tried returning to
America, but settled in England, adjusting to family life and middle class
mores.
I also found it strange that Grant did not mention the
Jewish connection in her talk or readings, nor was that mentioned during the Q
& A following. The other two books,
as this one, have underlying themes based on Jewish life of the present or
past, overt or hidden. In The Clothes on Their Backs, Vivien
discovers through meeting her uncle that her family had originated in Hungary,
escaping persecution there. The
flamboyant uncle was a definite target with his own showy habits of life and
the company he kept with not always accepted entertainers. When I Lived in Modern Times took place mainly in Palestine, 1946, just
a couple of years before it officially became the State of Israel. The book is filled with the politics and
animosities of the day – between Arabs and Jews, between the British and the
Arabs and between the British and the Jews.
Evelyn, in disguise, falls in love with a soldier who is a member of the
underground, who goes on secret death missions against the British occupiers. I understand that in the new book, there is
also a Jewish connection, but this wasn’t made explicit in Grant’s talk.
In the Q & A which followed her readings, people asked
her all kinds of advice about the younger generation, comparing how kids think
today with the idealism of the 60’s and 70’s, and how we all moved on from “the
revolution” and became upstanding citizens, losing the left-wing passion of our
youth. It seemed to me that the
audience, filled with baby boomers, set Grant up as some kind of authority, not
only on those revolutionary times but on the youth of today. I found this very strange to begin with, and
even moreso because she’s never had children.
But I guess it’s human nature to question the youth of every generation,
and the discussion was interesting.
October, 2011
November 6, 2011
Vancouver International Writers' and Readers' Festival, October, 2011
To the End of the Land by David Grossman
Just before his release from service in the Israeli army,
Ora’s son Ofer is sent back to the front for a major offensive. In a fit of
preemptive grief and magical thinking, Ora
sets out on an epic hike in the Galilee, so that no bad news can reach her. In her own strange way, she feels that her son will stay alive because she can receive no word of his death. She is joined by Avram, a former friend and lover with a troubled past, and as they
sleep out in the hills, Ora begins to tell Avram the story of Ofer's life. Ofer’s story, as told by
Ora, becomes a surprising balm both for her and for Avram, a mother’s powerful
meditation on war and family.
Grossman's book tells the background story of present-day Israel, the wars since 1948, and the fear and insecurity experienced by families with children called to the army even though that army has strength well beyond any of its neighbours with whom it does battle. Ora spews her every thought on the page and to Avrum. It is rare to read a character who reveals all the vulnerability and craziness that goes on in her mind. The possibility of her son's death looms heavily over her throughout, and her thinking and dialogue, stripped bare of any convention, just speak with unadulterated honesty, from gut to page.
To the End of the Land is a powerful novel, not for the faint of heart.