Literary reviews by Tim Love.
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Showing posts with label Patrick Gale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Patrick Gale. Show all posts

Saturday, 10 June 2023

"Gentleman's relish" by Patrick Gale (Fourth Estate, 2009)

Stories commissioned by the BBC, etc.

In "The Lesson" a prison governer's bored wife is taught angling by a prisoner.

In "Cookery" a gay man uses his cooking skills for various ends - seduction and murder.

"Fourth of July, 1862" recounts moments in the life of the girl who was the model for Alice in Wonderland.

In "Saving space" a widower's waiting in for a concert to start - "Throughout their marriage, his wife had always talked to strangers for him, filling the air with words enough for two. Since her death he had developed tactics for evading conversation." A young woman in old-fashioned clothes briefly talks to him then disappears. Next day an older lady in less old-fashioned clothes appears. Next day an old lady does. He learns that an old lady, a spinster, died the week before.

"Petals on a pool" has rather more to it. The main character, Edith Chalmers, wrote "quietly devastating studies of a quiet sort of English character". Then Edith P. Chalmers wrote a romantic novel that sold so well that she subsequently called herself Edith Chalmers. Our Edith was invited to the Bali Book Festival to talk about romantic fiction - all expenses paid. She agreed, knowing that it was a mistake. The organisers probably realised too late. At Bali airport she shared a taxi with "a formidable journalist from Hong Kong, Lucinda Yeung". At the hotel Edith was looked after by Ayu, her personal assistant. Edith had a suite and a private pool. At breakfast she met a young American male poet, Peter John. His event's been left off the programme. He made his own badge - "Peter John: Neglected Poet!". Even the hotel staff seem to have forgotten he's there. His pen "was ivory with a little skull carved on its cap." He talked to her during the festival when she was alone. "he made regular use of the open mike sessions during the lunch hour, ... until jostled off the stage by someone else who acted as though he wasn't there". She liked his "dry and witty and desperately sad" verses. Taxi drivers ignored him. Both Lucinda and Peter attended her two events. In the evening he showed her around the town. She's grateful to him. In the morning Edith saw petals on her pool, and Peter beneath them. She returned to her room and phoned for help. Ayu came, checked the pool, and told her that nobody's there. Only now do we learn that Edith's 69. She saw an old peasant woman leave an offering on an altar in the grounds. The woman also left an offering by the pool. Edith added flowers. As she left the hotel, she gave Ayu a copy of her latest novel to pass onto Peter John. She met Lucinda, who's going to invite her to the Hong Kong festival and get Edith onto her cable show. She accepted the invitation - it's a festival she'd always wanted to attend. The ending is "With every dusty mile placed between her and the ambiguous paradise she was leaving, she framed fresh excuses and grew in certainty that exotic travel did not suit ". It's possible that Peter, rather than an imaginary friend or ghost, was a scrounger well known to the locals, his death hushed up by the luxury hotel. But why does Edith think of turning the final invitation down? Lucinda's not imaginary - she's seen talking with people.

"Obedience" - a man (a broccoli farmer) had always wanted a deerhound but his father then his forthright wife stopped him - the latter because her priority was children. The children never came (he had "a technical problem"), so he got an expensive puppy telling his wife it was a mongrel. He takes it to lessons run by a good-looking lesbian. Police interview the dog-owners because a murder victim was last seen alive at the previous class. She was a single, ruthless boss of a vegetable haulage firm. Clues suggest that a cauliflower farmer killed her. He has no alibi. His wife is excited by the thought that he might be a murderer.

"In the camp" is set in a Naturist camp. Lara, 11, has academic parents. Wolf, 12, arrives with athletic parents. Wolf tells tales about the Johnson couple, who are asked to go. Then it's discovered that Wolf's parents have been taking photos and films. Not much of a story.

"The Dark Cutter" has lots about how to move cattle from one field to another and into lorries (the author lives on a farm). The lorry driver dies after a stampede.

In "Making Hay" a gran living in an old people's home tells her grandchildren (who live on a farm) a tale about how their grandfather used fresh blood (including that of evacuees) as fertiliser, their father dug up as a new-born out of the soil. At the start we're led to believe she's going senile, but at the end she shows she knows what she's doing.

In "Brahms and Moonshine" a New Age couple leave a little concert at night to find their van stuck in mud. An organiser goes to get help. The man gets a lift home leaving the woman to look at the night sky. She thinks she might as well leave her partner now. A tow arrives.

In "The Excursion" Eileen is going to a demo with a couple who have convinced her to leave her church because the reverend is gay. They go to pelt eggs at a man leaving the courts - a gay murderer. Then they show her a tape of how gays are punished in some distant lands. Eileen returns to her church, meeting the rev. She saw "how it was possible to feel at once judged and forgiven by a smile".

In "Hushed Casket" a gay couple on their honeymoon find a casket in a remote church. When opened it's an aphrodisiac. Before long, one of the couple gives it away.

In "Dream lover" a women who, when a child, told her mother about her dreams over breakfast is upset that her lover says he doesn't dream at all. She gets him to start recalling dreams. He starts talking a lot about his dreams. They're boring and she barely features in them. She looks for other men who don't look like dreamers.

In "Sleep Tight" Hamish, a gay man, is looking after the 7 year-old son of a friend for the night. The boy's scared about "Moth Lady". When he disappears in the night, moths swarm his bedroom window. Hamish knows it's going to look bad.

In "Freedom" a mother suddenly buys an old caravan (her sister-in-law has a smart one. So?). The family holiday in it, then it's stored in her mother's field. Her mother uses it as a refuge. Years later, the mother's gay son comes see the field he's inherited. His partner finds him in the old caravan, absorbed.

And finally, "Gentleman's Relish" features a father who loved his 3 boys when they were young, but his long work hours and their adolescence meant that he only saw them at weekends if that - "they would speak instead in the traditional coded idiom of fathers and sons wherein safe questions of sport and work stood in for more risky ones of happiness and affection". He gets a call from his 14 year-old's headmaster saying that the boy sent a love letter to a male French teacher. The father tries to have a word with his son, then recalls that he went through a phase that was dealt with by his father organising some religious and manly events. He phones the headmaster to take up his offer of organising such things for his son.

Even before I read the acknowledgements and bio I had the feeling that the author was trying to make his experiences into stories - the details are convincing, even if the stories aren't. An old-fashioned verbosity sometimes appears; e.g. "The colleague smiled in a way that was not entirely friendly and shook her head with the worldly, self-satisfied air of one who has experienced everything and for whom life holds no more nasty suprises" (p.220). The colleague, who's just appeared in the story, disappears as quickly. This trait of giving background/detail to people/things that don't feature in the plot happens eespecially near the start of stories.

Other reviews

Saturday, 24 October 2020

"Notes from an Exhibition" by Patrick Gale (4th estate, 2007)

An audio book. Chapters are headed by notes about an object or art-work (with biographical details). We learn that Rachel Kelly, a rather famous artist born in Canada, has died. We flashback to one day when she's working in her loft. Her husband Antony (69 and going deaf) is asleep. She's been tricking him into thinking she's taking her pills. Later in the day they hang her latest collection in a local gallery/shop.

Chapters are from the PoVs of Rachel, Antony, Garfield, etc. Some are before her death, some after. The chapters from Mauweena's PoV (when aged 10) and Garfield's PoV (when aged 7) have the most narrator's augmentation. In a supermarket Mauweena met GBH (Dame Barbara Hepworth).

Antony met Rachel when they were student age in Oxford. Their second meeting was at her hospital bedside when he learns that she tried suicide and was 2 months pregnant. He interrupts his studies to take her to Penzance, where his grandfather had brought him up. He's a devout Quaker (a theme that prevades the book). She likes it there, but after Garfield's birth, and within a paragraph or so, has a depression so deep that she overdoses. She subsequently realises that lfe-saving Lithium blunts the heights of her artistic creation.

The children are -

  • Garfield (solicitor become violin-mender then solicitor) and Lizzy. Childless until late.
  • Hedley, gay, with partner Oliver (art dealer), living in London.
  • Mauweena - since giving up an LSE degree she's scarcely been seen. She still contacts Hedley. She may be schizoid. She lives in communes, etc.
  • Petrac - Died young (in 1986?) but we don't know how.

The writing's thorough, unhurried. Any small observation leads to an association. When we're told what someone does, the sentence might end "as usual", so we build up portraits. When an observation about one of the offspring is made, there are comparisons with the other siblings; a slow accumulation of details.

Jack's an old friend of Antony, the family doctor. Secretly gay with a fisherman partner Fred, he's a respected abstract painter. Rachel hides her cartoon/caricature skills. First figurative, she becomes famous for her abstracts, then becomes figurative after Petrac's death, turning abstract again a month before her own death. In contrast, Jack gave painting up after Fred's possible suicide, though he had a popular piece in the Tate.

At the end of the wake Garfield finds out that he's not Antony's son. We already knew. He goes to visit his biological father in Oxford - brain damaged from a stroke, once an art professor. His half-sister tells him that he's not the only illegitimate child. He meets a stranger (woman) in a hotel that night and sleeps with her.

Weeks after her death Antony tries to research her ancestry and finds out that her real name was Joni Ransom. There's a chapter from her sister's PoV - she visits a few weeks after Rachel's death. Rachel ran away in her teens after a suidice attempt and was presumed dead until her sister received a mysterious postcard.

From Mauweena's PoV (she returns by chance soon after Rachel's death) we learn that she thinks she's bi-polar and that Petrac made a girl pregnant before he died in a crash. Mauweena gave evidence against the driver. The boy, Rocky, is being brought up by the girl and her husband - echoes of Garfield's upbringing.

In the penultimate chapter, Joni's in a Canadian mental hospital having ECT. She escapes with a girl who falls under a train. Joni adopts her persona. In the final chapter it's Petrac's PoV. After having sex for the first time at a party, and discovering that Hedley is gay, the novel ends with him walking along a country lane in the dark, hearing a car.

I became involved with the characters. I enjoyed much of the writing. Tension was built up. The pacing didn't change much whatever the speed of the thought or action. I got used to that.

Other reviews

  • Rachel Hore (One would like to know more about Antony, especially whether he was fulfilled by his marriage to a woman he has to mother and who always claims everyone's attention.)
  • Suzanne Elliott (It’s choc-o-block with drama – and characters, oh my god, so many characters – but despite the constant drama, the tension never seemed to build; the big reveal or twist would sneak past me and it was several pages before I realised I’d missed another character’s personal tragedy. Nothing is too trivial for Gale to try and tease out some suspense.)
  • Savidgereads (Something that I also really loved about this book was the way that there isn’t a plot as such, Rachel is dead we know this, there are actually more plots than you could believe. [] There was a little downside with this; I never really felt I quite got to know Anthony. There are many books that use the death of someone, as they open, to show the dynamics of a family under a time of great emotional pressure. This causes any cracks that may have gone unnoticed previously to once and for all crumble, as secrets are revealed and tensions mount. ‘Notes from an Exhibition’ is such a book at a first glance, however I think Patrick Gale manages to write one which is quite different as while having the drama of death and family secrets at its heart it never falls into melodrama.)
  • Heloise Merlin (The novel has an air of “just telling a good yarn” about it that I find very 19th century, and even its apparent breaking up of chronology is somewhat half-hearted, as the present-day parts are actually told in order, with flashbacks inserted between their orderly progress. And finally, and most disappointingly, the language: Notes from an Exhibition is very well written, but in a very conventional way that never even attempts to push the reader out of their comfort zone. … As beautiful as Gale’s language is, it falls flat when it comes to tackling his more extreme subjects, just seems too well-mannered to come to grips with things like abstract painting or bipolar disorder. … But I do not want to sound too grumpy: Notes from an Exhibition is by no means a bad novel; quite to the contrary. The characters have considerable depth, and the reader follows their fates with unflagging interest; also, as I mentioned before, the novel really excels at giving each his or her unique voice. It is also a very emotionally involving novel)