Britain is reeling from reports of a terrorist bomb on a film set that has killed a hundred people and, possibly, the brightest star in Hollywood, Thomas Bayne. Caught up in the middle of the national mourning is Susan Mantle - a rather hopeless London tour-guide - who is seen crying on a park bench and is taken up by the media as a symbol of the blitz spirit, appearing on the rolling news with the headline 'beautiful but crying'. She is crying, though, for other she's just been told by a clairvoyant that she is about to die. Reason and the real world are quickly relinquished as Susan is swept into a media maelstrom, becoming the baffled and increasingly unwilling star of reality TV. Buffeted by the demands of her new public, and her private terrors about her own mortality, Susan starts to lose control of everything.
Glyn Maxwell is a poet and playwright. He has also written novels, opera libretti, screenplay and criticism.
His nine volumes of poetry include The Breakage, Hide Now, and Pluto, all of which were shortlisted for either the Forward or T. S. Eliot Prizes, and The Nerve, which won the Geoffrey Faber Memorial Prize. He was one of the original ‘New Generation Poets’ in 1993, along with Simon Armitage, Carol Ann Duffy and Don Paterson. His poetry has been published in the USA since 2000. His Selected Poems, One Thousand Nights and Counting, was published on both sides of the Atlantic in 2011. He has a long association with Derek Walcott, who taught him in Boston in the late 1980s, and whose Selected Poems he edited in 2014.
On Poetry, a guidebook for the general reader, was published by Oberon in their Masters Series in 2012. It was described by Hugo Williams in The Spectator as ‘a modern classic’ and by Adam Newey in The Guardian as ‘the best book about poetry I’ve ever read.’
Fifteen of Maxwell’s plays have been staged in London and New York, including Liberty at Shakespeare’s Globe, The Lifeblood at Riverside Studios, and The Only Girl in the World at the Arcola, as well as work at the Almeida, Theatre 503, Oxford Playhouse, the Hen and Chickens, and RADA. He has written extensively for the Grosvenor Park Open Air Theatre in Chester.
His opera libretti include The Firework Maker’s Daughter (composer David Bruce) which was shortlisted for ‘Best New Opera’ at the Oliviers in 2014, Seven Angels (Luke Bedford) inspired by Paradise Lost, and The Lion’s Face (Elena Langer), a study of dementia. All of these were staged at the Royal Opera House and toured the UK.
He is currently working on a screen adaptation of Henry James’s The Beast in the Jungle for the Dutch director Clara Van Gool.
I thought it would be great that the whole thing is written in dialogue, but it's pants. I couldn't even be bothered to finish the book to see if she really dies or not.
It took me a while to get into this book, the unique style I found difficult to follow, but I kept going as the story intrigued me. Whilst I didn't like the main character, the plot kept me engaged until the ending, which I thought was poor and not well thought out.
Ein Buch als Experiment – mir ist jedenfalls noch kein Roman untergekommen, der ausschließlich aus Dialogen besteht.
Suzan Mantles Leben ist bisher nicht sonderlich von Erfolg gekrönt gewesen – sie lebt alleine im Haus ihrer ausgewanderten Eltern, verdient ein wenig Geld als Teilzeit-Fremdenführerin, wobei sie amerikanischen Touristen allerlei Unwahrheiten über Londoner Sehenswürdigkeiten erzählt und findet immer nur die falschen Männer.
Momentan ist grade Nigel dran, weswegen sich Suzan bei einer Wahrsagerin versichern will, dass sie dieses Mal den Richtigen gefunden hat. Doch die Dame denkt gar nicht daran, ihr diese Frage zu beantworten. Viel eher bekommt Suzan eine ziemlich verstörende Vorhersage: Sie werde bald berühmt werden und reich. Sie werde über Land und Wasser reisen. Sie werde einen geheimnisvollen dunklen Fremden treffen und Nein zu ihm sagen. Doch irgendwann werde sie Ja sagen, und am Tag darauf werde sie sterben.
Suzan ist natürlich geschockt und läuft weinend durch die Straßen: Sterben will sie mit 28 ja wohl noch nicht! Sie bekommt daher gar nicht mit, dass ganz England in Aufruhr ist: Auf ein Filmset in Libyen wurde ein Anschlag verübt und unter den Opfern befindet sich auch der sehr beliebte Schauspieler Thomas Bayne. Sofort sind Fernsehteams unterwegs, um die obligatorischen Stimmungsbilder einzufangen – und Suzan kommt ihnen gerade recht: Eine schöne junge Frau, traurig, offensichtlich geschockt vom Tod ihres Idols, die tränenüberströmt immer nur diese Worte stammelt: “Dem Tod wird kein Reich mehr bleiben!”. Damit nicht genug: Just in diesem Augenblick verbreitet sich die Nachricht, Thomas Bayne sei am Leben, nur durch ein Missverständnis wurde er für tot erklärt! Und sofort wird Suzan zur Prophetin dieses Wunders verklärt, ihr schönes tränenüberströmtes Gesicht taucht in den Nachrichtensendungen auf und ein Sturm bricht los.
Freunde und Ex-Lover werden interviewt, Fernsehteams belagern ihr Haus und rücken ihr auf die Pelle – doch Suzan weiß genau, was passiert: Die Prophezeihung erfüllt sich. Sie ist berühmt! Als sie ihr Konto überprüft, sieht sie, dass ihr jemand anonym eine Million US-Dollar überwiesen hat – sie ist also auch reich. Und es sieht ganz danach aus, als würden die drei anderen Prophezeihungen ebenfalls Wirklichkeit werden…
Alles in allem funktioniert diese Dialogsache erstaunlich gut – abgesehen davon, dass manchmal auch ziemlicher Stuss geredet wird, macht das Lesen ziemlich viel Spaß und dank Kursiv- und Fettdruck weiß man nahezu immer, wer gerade spricht. Hätte ich ja nicht gedacht.
“Das Mädchen, das sterben sollte” ist eine Satire auf den Medienzirkus, der aus absolut gewöhnlichen Menschen plötzlich wie aus dem Nichts große Stars produziert und diese ebenso schnell wieder verheizt. Ich denke, uns allen fallen da zur Genüge Beispiele ein. Aber so richtig zum Nachdenken gebracht wird man auf der anderen Seite nicht, da die Handlung durch die Dialogform wahnsinnig rasant ist und man keine erklärenden und reflektierenden Passagen zwischendurch findet. Die Leserin muss theoretisch also selbst zwischendurch mal innehalten und über das Gelesene nachdenken. Naja, theoretisch eben…
Die Story wird – und das ist ein kleiner Wermutstropfen - leider zunehmend abgedrehter, das Ende habe ich nicht so recht kapiert. Trotzdem will ich es hier weiterempfehlen. Ich würde zwar wetten, dass manche mit dem Buch auch überhaupt nichts anfangen können, aber ein paar mehr Leser hat es dann doch verdient.
It's been such a long time since I've given a book five stars... Aside from the end, that, well, got a bit too freaky for me - I really enjoyed this book. Its written completely in dialogue, but set out in what feels like a very fresh way to me (there's no "", or, dashes (-) before anyone speaks). It is amazing what can be done with asterisks, italics, bold italics and regular script to make it clear who is saying what. And mentioning script makes me aware how this book could very easily become script for a play or screenplay. The protagonist is deliciously black-humoured, sarcastic, self-depricating and fatalistic, while at the same time very real while everyone else seems, well, plastic. [and plastic is not a bad thing, because these other characters are deliberately painted that way]. The novel shows us how fickle the media machine really is, and how diabolically sick the fame game can get. I don't want to give the story away, so read the blurb about it, and definitely definitely read this book people! Lucky for me I bought it at the Wellington Writers and Readers festival in 2010 and got Glyn to sign it, but I'm sure his work can be found at Unity books peeps [NZ peeps]. I look forward to perusing Unity Books for more of Glyn Maxwell's work next time I'm in Welly. READ THIS BOOK!
When a fortune teller predicts that Susan will find fame, fortune, and an early death, it sets off a chain of events that seem likely to make the prophecy come true. Her private sadness at the prediction coincides with a wave of manufactured public grief: a Hollywood actor may have died. Filmed crying, catapulted to celebrity, Susan becomes the most reluctant of television personalities, but her attempts to withdraw only inflame public curiosity; can death be far off?
The story is told entirely through dialogue, and Maxwell puts to the test an extraordinary capacity to render speech through writing. This approach means the reader must work harder as well, but it is so convincingly done, and Susan is so charming, the effort promises to be repaid. Unfortunately, Maxwell doesn’t have much new to say about the nature of fame. By the end of the book he even seems to abandon that aspect of his story, making early sections seem sadly disposable. This is too light a work for a writer of talent.
This is soul destroying. I really hate giving up on a book but this is rubbish.
The premise and promise is Ok. There has been a terrorist attack and a young lady is pictured crying in the street and is the face of anguish for this crime. However, she was crying as a fortune teller had told her how she was going to die.
The promise is a political and social satire on our television obsessed society.
The execution is appalling. The book is told in dialogue and repeated several times. You cant tell who is talking and eventually, after 150 pages of this appalling rubbish, I binned it for return to where it came from.
Intriguing and easy to read. The premise gets you engaged easily - you have to find out if its true or not - but it glides along unpretentiously addressing big philosophical issues with genuine realism.
Neutral and modern in the vein of One Day, I wouldn't say it was the best book I've read, but it was very enjoyable and satisfying.