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Plateresca, it's the opener for Les Miserables, though it's really the section title, and not a specific chapter. I just always loved it (along with Jean Valjean, who of course gets introduced in it).


In my mind, then: So far, so stock."
Ken, I agree. Look elsewhere for character development or interest. She's like the cardboard background staying steady against the action to show something is moving.

It was the hour of the unyoking of men.
This is quite evocative for the opening line of the chapter, when factories and workrooms are disgorging their workers, letting them out to spend a few hours during which they might live for themselves. It almost seems sympathetic, even with the allusion to being mere beasts of burden. Then a few paragraphs later, the author pulls us up short with they (the toilers) do it all without prospect or hope or reward save the permission to eat and sleep and bring into the world other creatures to strive with them for bread.... Is he saying that children of poor workers are "creatures", less-thans of children in the higher classes? These sorts of statements are sprinkled throughout the book. And keep me at a distance.
When we meet Mrs. Hewitt, that poor lodger in the Peckover house who was in dire need of contraception, Gissing gives us this opinion of her for our acceptance: You would have classed her at once with those feeble-willed, weak-minded, yet kindly-disposed women, who are only too ready to meet affliction halfway, and who, if circumstances be calamitous, are more harmful than an enemy to those they hold dear. (Emphasis mine on the "at once.") Say wha?! Yeah, sure, I have a category of women in my human taxonomy filing system exactly like that. You too, right? Worse, WTF does the second part even mean?
Gissing is telling his story and the characters and situations he puts them in engagingly show well how hard life can be. But there is a lot that is off-putting, not in the display of selfishness or meanness (after all, some of the best stories have good villains), but his judgmental interjections, his turgid constructions and "I'm up here, they're down there" creatures or beasts mentality as their creator keeps me separate from his creation. It prevents the deep empathy that the best stories engender.


I know it's a busy time of year, but in the week between Christmas and New Year's, I'll be sending an all-members request for nominations for our February book.
Remember, ..."
On it, Ken, and thanks for the heads up. Happy holidays!

Thanks for this. I wondered if it was just me. My husband and I are reading this..."
I tried to keep an open mind, Ginny, and even waited more than a week after I finished to draft my GR review to mull over the story and the writing. I kept going back to the possibility of something like a Humbert Humbert-Nabokov combination where the writer supremely depicts a sociopath trying to persuade you his victim was to blame and (very nearly) pulls it off. But Tan's book did not rise to that level in the least.

His amends after the war didn’t add up to much either- renovating buildings and providing jobs hardly atones. Coming to terms with bad choices one made 50 years earlier has to be hard, but.then he got those 50 years, whereas no one else around him did, no thanks to his murderous collaboration.

It starts almost right away (p2), when Michiko appears at Philip's door. He says "I had heard her spoken of only once before"... "I felt that this woman had, ever since that moment, been set upon a path that would lead her to the door of my home." Oh, puhleez, one mention more than 50 years ago and we have to believe he gets such an insight.
Things he describes are always superlative or extreme with "always" and "nevers":
p2 "I had never attended any of the society's events"; p3 "the room, to which I never made any changes"; p3 (re the piano) "I always kept it in perfect tune, although it had not been played in many years", again and again. Eternity is a long time and these two terms should be used pretty rarely if one is to be credible, or at least more than a mediocre writer.
Page 11: "I had lived my life, if not to the full then at least almost to the brim. What more could one ask? Rare is the person whose life overflows." What does any of that mean? I read "cheap philosophizing that sounds interesting, until you look a little deeper."
When he and Michiko are sparring (p14), "She was nowhere near my level, but then very few people are." Meanwhile, she's a small, thin old woman, and we are supposed to be impressed with his skill?
Scene after scene, chapter after chapter, has "deep thoughts" and "powerful insights" and throwaway comments that are meant to remind us of his skills, understanding, power or privilege. I was not inclined to be impressed. I see now that I am totally off the wall from the rest of the group. I'm happy if you are enjoying the author's writing style, but I don't get it. SMH.
I understood early on I was going to have to get through this weak writing to get to the story, hoping the plot and place and history will compensate. That's another entry that I might wait to make until we get to Book2.
Update and nota bene:
I am willing to concede that Tan's writing might reflect what he wants us to think of his narrator. Does anyone know his other works and whether it's as embellished or pompous? This is my first title of the author. If this style is specific to Philip, then Tan's a much better writer than my rant gave him credit for, and I will adjust my opinion accordingly.


About 7 or 8 years now. Missing Leo.
What I might reread instead is Resurrection. Much shorter. ;-)
