Reading Well: Lagoon by Nnedi Okorafor

We are all about to be submerged by a tidal wave of Nnedi OkoraforWho Fears Death (read before I started Reading Wells, and highly recommended) is in production by HBO, her Binti series is a critical favorite, etc. The third novel to be reviewed here is Lagoon (2014), which  is most similar to The Book of Phoenix in that it is, in my view, likely to be seen as a less-central part of her output.

Lagoon is an odd book, one that becomes much better than anticipated, but quite intentionally doesn’t really end, and not necessarily because there are more installments coming (although that is possible, for sure). At core, I think the novel is really focused on two areas: the first is the essential question of the plot, which is what would you do if the aliens appeared? and the second is a loving ode to the city of Lagos.

The former is complicated by three central characters with supernatural powers, but the basic range of responses, from flight to fight, from riot to rally together, are presented in inventive, creative ways. The latter is more subtext than text, but is clearly present, both in some key secondary human characters (government officials, soldiers, a particularly vocal pastor) and some nice non-human touches (the spirit of the city itself, a monster that possesses the Lagos-Benin expressway to feed on the bones of travelers).

The aliens are a catalyst in many ways, loosing upon the world both the range of human behavior described above and a wave of monsters from the deep ocean with long held resentments towards humanity.

The action of the book is limited first to Lagos, and then to Nigeria (with a short vignette in Ghana), but there is also a gradual widening of the lens, as millions of people start to observe what is happening via social media. The end of the book–even interspersed with the author’s note and acknowledgements–touches on a trio of African-American students in North America and their reactions to what they have seen.

In the first third of the book, I was concerned about it feeling a bit thin, a bit prone to caricature. By halfway, though, I was hooked, and I found it to be as creative and thought-provoking as the rest of Okorafor’s work.

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Okorafor’s writing sparkles with creativity and confidence, a combination that is hard to beat, and Lagoon is no exception.

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Reading Well: The Stars are Legion by Kameron Hurley

Kameron Hurley‘s The Stars are Legion (2017) is a good old-fashioned space opera featuring an exclusively female cast of characters. There is a groundhog-day element at work, as the protagonist has repeatedly failed in an attempt to seize control of (some significant part of) a galaxy and ends up being “recycled,” which leaves her at the center of a massive planet, having to navigate outward through successive layers of worlds/civilizations to try once again. These two narratives are each handled well, and are consistently compelling and engaging, and the protagonist’s memory loss makes all the narrators somewhat unreliable, which is handled deftly.

It’s all a bit complicated–the planets are actually spaceships, and they are alive, and the various nested areas within them are unaware of each other, and the advanced technology is decidedly nature-based (the best example being the lovely invention of a cephalopod gun, which shoots octopus-like things that burn through any flesh to which they attach).

It’s a nicely executed page-turner, and recommended if that’s what you’re looking for.

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I mean, come on, cephalopod guns. I mean that in a more general sense: the nature/technology fusion that Hurley invents is intriguing, and I like both the inventiveness and her trust in the reader that allows her not even to attempt to explain how it all works.

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@The Movies with PopPop: Strawberry and Chocolate

When we were in Cuba in March, we asked several people to recommend Cuban films. Usually the first one mentioned was Strawberry and Chocolate, a 1993 film directed by Tomás Gutiérrez Alea and Juan Carlos Tabío and nominated for an Oscar for best foreign film of that year. We saw it via Netflix a couple of days ago.

It’s a first rate film, quite amusing, yet with deep engagement of politics and ideology – to a degree that it’s somewhat surprising it got past the Cuban censors back then. The film is set in Havana in the late 1970’s, though I saw nothing to date it earlier than when it was actually made. It’s the story of the meeting, the development of a friendship, and the attempted seduction of mind and body between two seemingly as-different-as-they-could-be young men: David, a militantly ideological university student, gorgeous, heterosexual (though a virgin); and Diego, a somewhat older, obviously gay artist and arts advocate, deeply distressed and in constant trouble by the government’s anti-gay and anti-free artistic expression policies. From antagonism to friendship to deep concern, though never overtly sexual, their relationship grows, and David’s eyes on the world are opened far wider. His time with Diego infuriates some of David’s more narrowly ideological peers, and he is labeled gay because of the association. He also develops a relationship with Nancy, an older party member who’s part of the neighborhood watch, carries on black market trade, and lives in the apartment above Diego’s.

The film is funny and penetrating, the discussions of social policy, government, and culture well done and intellectually balanced, and the scenes of Havana delightful. The acting is excellent and the capture of time and place near perfect. For those who’ve been there, the apartments are in a building you’ll recognize that now houses La Guarida restaurant on the top floor and roof. Well worth seeing.

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Reading Well: History of Wolves by Emily Fridlund

History of Wolves (2017) by Emily Fridlund is a fantastic book, certainly one of the best I read this year. It’s a whodunnit that manages to preserve dramatic tension throughout, despite having made “the big reveal” quite early in the book. That alone is a great achievement; throw in a narrator who, as a teenager, remains both fascinating and believable, and an ongoing series of secondary plots that constantly interrogate notions of blame, of culpability, and of the relationship between thinking–or even desiring–a path of action and actually pursuing it, and you have a book that is a pleasure to read.

Both the scenes from the protagonist’s adult life and some of the secondary characters may run a little thin, but those are, ultimately, minor quibbles: I was thoroughly engaged in the emotional journey. One note, though: all of the characters in History of Wolves are damaged, and redemption is not easy to find; if you need your protagonists triumphant, the book may very well leave you cold and more than a little disappointed.

Additionally, while the novel explicitly struggles with some “big questions,” it neither offers a simple answer (this is a novel, not a fable), nor does it lose sight of the mechanics of fiction when doing so. Those are lofty achievements. Very highly recommended.

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The woods of northern Minnesota, and specifically those woods in winter, are so gorgeously drawn, with as much detail as to nearly be a character on their own. It’s an amazing job of incorporating a highly specific local feel into a narrative in a way that deepens a reader’s connection to the material.

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Reading Well: Future Home of the Living God by Louise Erdrich

I’ve been a fan of Louise Erdrich for decades, and remember thinking that Love MedicineThe Beet Queen, and Tracks were as fine a sequence of three novels as I had read. I hadn’t read much from her since then–perhaps a couple novels and a book of poetry. And then I saw something that mentioned Future Home of the Living God (2017), describing it as her entry into dystopian fiction.

Sign me up!

It does not disappoint: Erdrich creates a confident and sure-footed narrative, set in the near-future where an unexplained occurrence has led to evolution reversing its course (yes, there is an appearance by a sabre-toothed tiger, but that’s not really the point). The protagonist is young and pregnant–something so rare as to subject her to an immediate threat of state control–and the novel traces her struggles to remain free, while also discovering what she can about her own family history, encompassing her own Native American roots and adoption by a white American family, as well as her fairly sophisticated integration of Catholicism into her world.

The journey is both page-turning and emotionally compelling, and Erdrich’s creative insights into feminism, faith, and resistance are all made while steering the book well-clear of a simplistic allegory. It’s a solid book, recommended.

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Publish as regularly and successfully as Erdrich? OK, aside from that, create a character with the complexity of the protagonist, who is in turns highly intellectual, naive about the workings of the world, reactionary in her reactions to her family, and carefully considered in how she should proceed: an excellent capturing of a young adult struggling to survive, having been thrown into a world far beyond her capabilities.

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@TheMovies with PopPop: The Salesman

The Salesman is another excellent film from Iranian Director Asghar Farhadi. The film won the 2016 Best Foreign Film Oscar, and Farhadi made additional waves when he refused to attend the ceremony in response to Trump’s travel ban.

The movie focuses on a married couple in the center of a Tehran-based theatre company that is staging Miller’s Death of a Salesman. Various scenes from the play are part and parcel of the film, shot in present day Tehran.

The married couple at the center (playing much older Willy and Linda Loman in the play) along with other tenants, have to evacuate their house after serious structural weaknesses occur, likely from construction going on nearby. A member of the acting troupe offers them an apartment they take on a temporary basis. Shortly after moving in, the wife, thinking her husband is returning, buzzes him in while she is showering. We then see her at the hospital being treated for quite serious wounds and injuries. It appears the apartment’s previous tenant had been a woman “with numerous make visitors” and the assumption is that one of them came to do her harm, and not knowing she’d moved, attacked the wrong woman.

The wife, Rana, is devastated and humiliated by the attack, suffers greatly psychologically as well as physically, and feels guilty for having let the man in. She doesn’t want to go to the police to report the incident because of the humiliation involved. The husband, Emad, acquiesces, but decides to pursue the attacker on his own. The attacker has left possessions including his car keys, phone and money in the apartment when he was apparently spooked by Rana’s screams, and using these, Emad tracks down the attacker. Stresses and consequences occur along the way for Rana and Emad as individuals, as a couple, as neighborhood residents, and as acting troupe members.

Many of the themes of Miller’s play, particularly those related to humiliation, respect, and situations that change who we are, are interwoven with the film plot, and their lives and roles continually impact each other.

Extremely well acted and directed, and not to be missed. We’ve now seen maybe 3 of Farhadi’s films, and they are all excellent.

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Reading Well: Sequels & Other Novels

{More follow-ups and other works …}

I hadn’t realized Colson Whitehead, long before The Underground Railroad, wrote The Noble Hustle, a first person account focusing on one of my favorite topics: poker, and specifically, No-Limit Texas Hold ‘Em. Published in 2014, Whitehead’s book was written at the height of the poker boom in the late 2000’s, when you could barely turn a channel without seeing players at the felt with chips and cards.

The more interesting parts of the book are the more introspective: Whitehead claims to be a representative of the Republic of Anhedonia, even getting a custom red hoodie made proclaiming his allegiance. Anhedonia is defined as an inability to feel pleasure, and the best parts of the book are Whitehead’s reflections on how that impacts his life, how he struggles and benefits from it, and how it intersects with the skills needed to successfully play poker.

The problem, of course, is that out of thousands of players, only a few hundred survive long enough to make money at the World Series of Poker, and only a few dozen make serious money. And that takes incredible levels of both luck and skill: Colson lacks the latter, and the former runs out on him well before people get paid, leaving the central “plot” of the book somewhat unsatisfying. Still, a decent read, and if either poker or anhedonia seem of interest, better than that.

Sword & Citadel (1982) completes the saga started in Shadow & ClawThis volume is more focused, and more plot-driven than the first, and it demands that you remember what has passed before: what seemed like small details in the first book emerge as major plot features here. The series ends up veering more towards sci-fi than fantasy, but the mechanics are inventive, with a few veering towards being highly memorable.

Whether you should read this one is probably a factor of your enjoyment of Shadow & Claw: if you liked it–or even if you can’t bear not knowing what happened–then Sword & Citadel is recommended.

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Reading Well: Company Town by Madeline Ashby

Published in 2016, Madeline Ashby‘s Company Town deserves a place among the more solid entries in the burgeoning field of young adult dystopian novels that reach beyond a simple displacement of a boy-meets-girl narrative into a bleak future (although, it must be said, there is a strong romantic thread, especially in the latter half of the book).

The protagonist, Hwa, is a bodyguard working for a union that represents sex-workers in a town dominated by a single, controlling, multi-national corporation (obviously, this is nudging the YA market upwards in terms of maturity and subject matter, although, while certainly sex-positive, the book is never explicit or offensive). Through a combination of her own skill and a bit of luck, she is hired by the single family that literally owns the town to keep their youngest heir safe as he attends a high-end school. A deep friendship develops between them, and when the situation is complicated by the upper-level employee who hired Hwa becoming the aforementioned love interest, the wheels of plot are set fully in motion.

What is more interesting about the book is Ashby’s vision of the future, where class determines the ability of each individual to customize and improve upon their genetic lot, and her sophisticated characterization of Hwa, who is both a sophisticated and–appropriately for her age and life–somewhat naive narrator.

The ending is a bit pat–it is YA, after all–but I think Company Town is an interesting and intriguing read, one that left me hoping more stories set in that world are forthcoming.

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Create sympathy for the protagonist as quickly and deeply as Ashby does: within very few pages, I was fully rooting for Hwa, intrigued by her story, and hoping to watch her succeed. That’s a pretty good sign for the beginning of a novel.

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@The Movies with PopPop: Battle of the Sexes

Battle of the Sexes is a very good movie – far better than it might have been! While its main plot event is the $100,000 purse tennis match between Billie Jean King and Bobby Riggs, the movie is really about several transitions occurring in the US at that time: struggles for recognition of equal opportunity for women; for breaking down classic ‘50’s marriage stereotypes; for the legitimization of risk; and for the beginning, just the beginning, of recognition of gay and lesbian relationships.

The movie handles the relationships of Billie Jean with her husband, with her first lesbian lover, and with the gay fashion designer for the new women’s tour (sponsored by Virginia Slims!) with unanticipated warmth, subtlety and depth. The movie is also quite funny, showing us a playful, off center, and very creative Bobby Riggs – not quite the asshole he often seems in retrospect. Costuming and settings are appropriate to the era, and we also get Howard Cosell (his actual voice) calling the match. Perhaps the only person to come off worse than he likely was is Jack Kramer, then head of the USLTA, and while an important figure in the development of the men’s sport, a fierce opponent to women’s equality with men in the sport (of course a misunderstanding of what was being pursued) and to their receiving equal prize money.

You’ll enjoy the movie, appreciate how far we’ve come (and how far we still have to go), and value the way it didn’t wind up a simple minded sports movie!

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Reading Well: Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts

Shantaram (2003) by Gregory David Roberts is a dizzying, frustrating, entertaining novel. The dizzying and entertaining are entwined: the protagonist is a (slightly? radically?) fictionalized version of Roberts himself, and the novel follows his audacious escape from an Australian jail, his travels to India, his time spent running a makeshift clinic in an urban slum of Bombay, more time in jail (this time in India), and many escapades while in the service of a faction of the network of gangs controlling the Bombay underground (including a gun-running trip to Afghanistan).

All of those key events are, it seems, historically true for Roberts, although he insists the details have all been fictionalized and, certainly, there are elements of the central love affair, as well as deeply symbolic characters, that seem quite clearly manifestations of his imagination.

Which lead us to the frustrating bits: Roberts is a good writer, and the action pieces move well, making two-thirds of the almost 1,000 page novel an engaging page-turner. The rest is spent in a mixture of philosophical musings and reflections on morality (to his credit, his own as much as others), and these are, while heartfelt, a bit repetitive, simplistic, and overly Romantic in nature. More importantly, they interrupt the other narratives, proving, in the end a distraction for the reader.

Still, the novel is rewarding overall, and the question of why it hasn’t been made into a movie can only be answered with, “yet.” It is, at core, a great vehicle for a leading man: a hero who, while fully repentant for his sins, is redeemed through both self-knowledge and, ultimately, love itself.

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There is an energetic pacing to the non-philosophical bits that makes Shantaram an instantly commercially attractive book. Maintaining that across a novel this long is something I need to figure out, given how long my novel seems to be insisting on being.

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