Showing posts with label sarah waters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sarah waters. Show all posts

Thursday, 5 May 2011

Book Review: Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

For an orphan girl growing up amid the poverty and criminality of Victorian London’s notorious Lant Street, Susan Trinder has led a remarkably sheltered life, kept safe and protected by her adopted step mother Mrs Sucksby. But when Richard Rivers, or Gentlemen as he is known to them, arrives with a scheme to defraud an heiress of her inheritance, Susan heads out into the world, ready to make her fortune at the expense of the innocent Maud Lilly.

Set in the misty, damp, cold world of mid-nineteenth century England, Fingersmith is a novel that delights in delivering the Victorianna that readers expect. Pickpockets, thieves, great estates that harbour murky secrets, lunatic asylums, all these leitmotifs so familiar from Dickens, Collins, Henry James and the like are delightfully recreated, yet it is to Waters great credit that the classics neither overwhelm nor overshadow Fingersmith. Rather, she uses them as diversions, playing with readers’ expectations, and then subverting them. There are twists here that almost caused my heart to stop. At one point the twist was so unexpectedly decisive that it is impossible to resist the urge to describe the experience as a kind of pleasurable mugging. Sweat beaded on my forehead. It was as though I had downed a few glasses of whiskey, such was the spinning of my head. I had to put down the book and stare at a wall for five minutes, trying to take in the twist.

There are moments in every book that make or break the readers engagement, and there are two here that match or exceed any from the greatest works of literature I have read. The above twist was the first. As a storyteller, there can be few better than Sarah Waters. In the pacing and control of information, she is virtually flawless. Fingersmith manages to be both a page turning romp and a book to enjoy one page at a time. The prose is pleasingly thorough and she inhabits the mind’s of her characters as though they are her own. The characters are horrible at times, and, like the best rogues, that makes them so much more appealing. Indeed, judging from the response of other readers I’ve talked to, Susan must be one of the most popular characters anywhere in literature.

The second moment that made my engagement comes at the end. It is a quiet transformation, not dramatic in a heart-stopping way, but gently seductive. I won’t give away any details of it, other than to say that it provided a pleasingly open ending to what had appeared before then a pretty straight-forward feminist perspective on erotica.

Fingersmith provides a rewarding and utterly compelling reading experience. There is something ceaselessly refreshing and appealing about lesbian romance. I think it is in the general absence of cultural power inequalities that sometimes overwhelm heterosexual romances. This is the first Sarah Waters novel I have read, but it won’t be the last.  She is a superb writer who matches character, form, style, themes and content in one of the most enjoyable reading experiences I have had in a long time.


9 out of 10
Fingersmith was first published by Virago in 2002. The edition pictured here is the current Virago paperback, published 2003, ISBN 9781860498831, 548pp.

Friday, 15 April 2011

On a most agreeable ending

Back from holiday, I plan to spend tomorrow catching up on some long overdue book reviews. But first, and without any spoilers, I wanted to provide an addendum to my last post about Sarah Waters' exceptional Fingersmith.

That moment when I realised the twist that had happened will remain with me for a long time. In a way, it so struck me that it overshadowed everything that followed. It appears that Sarah Waters predicted this, and decided not to try and supplant it thereafter. That may sound like a criticism, but it is not. In another, more concrete manner, this allowed Fingersmith to maintain an intensity that it could not otherwise have done. And in it's end, which I shall not give away, Waters produced a quiet inversion of my expectations every bit as devastating as the earlier one, but which shall live with me even longer. I absolutely loved it!

Sunday, 10 April 2011

On plot twists that make one's heart stop

One of the joys of the holiday that I am currently half way through is that it has enabled me to read some of the books that have been sitting on the to-read pile for far too long. After great deliberation - the kind where I stoke my chin thoughtfully while staring blankly at my bookcases - I decided to bring:
Fingersmith by Sarah Waters
Oman Ra by Victor Pelevin
Luka and the Fire of Life by Salman Rushdie
Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

As of yet, I'm only three quarters of the way through Fingersmith but I couldn't resist blogging about it. BANG.

I was a Sarah Waters convert pretty much from the first page. As most readers already know, she is a stunning storyteller and her prose is thick and tactile; I cannot get enough of it. But what I wanted to blog about today is the amazing plot twist that takes place about 175 pages in. I confess, I had no idea whatsoever that it was coming. My heart stopped. Eyes rolled back. Sweat beaded on my forehead. All as though I'd downed a glass of whiskey. I put the book down and stared at a wall for five minutes trying to work out if what I thought had just happened actually had.

It had.

I cannot comprehend the skill it must have taken to build up subtly to that moment, dropping ambiguous hints that lead the reader down the wrong road, then hitting them full in the face in one short page. I can't think of another book that has so amazed me like that. The Quincunx by Charles Palliser does repeatedly, but none of the twists there quite so dramatically change the entire direction of the plot as this one does. The Man Who Was Thursday turns about heel at the end, but because it's so near the end there isn't the same time to ruminate on the change before it is over. Similarly, Never Let Me Go does, but the twist there is a gradual dawning of realisation rather than sudden mugging out of nowhere.

I am loving Fingersmith. And I suspect there may be another big twist or two to come before this wonderful journey comes to an end.

Saturday, 5 March 2011

World Book Night: some old reviews

Good morning and happy World Book Night one and all.

For me, WBN isn't just about sharing the love of one book, but all books. Yesterday I reposted a review of Love in the Time of Cholera, the book I've chosen to give away, and here are links to some of the other WBN books I've read and reviewed over the years.

Case Histories by Kate Atkinson

The Life of Pi by Yann Martel

A Fine Balance by Rohinron Mistry

I'm surprised to note that I've never reviewed Cloud Atlas, Northern Lights, or The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime, but then, I didn't love any of these. Had they chosen the complete His Dark Materials I would have chosen it without a doubt, for the second two books of Philip Pullman's epic are some of my favourite ever books. But Northern Lights didn't quite do it for me in the same way.

Since Christmas I have also been reading Fingersmith by Sarah Waters and am seriously impressed with it. But other books - for bookclubs, or programmes I run - keep getting in the way of it so I'm now saving it for my next holiday. Bring it on, I can't wait to return to some good old gothic victoriana!

For me, Love in the Time of Cholera was the pick of a good but not great list. Here then, is a link to the book I would have wanted to share with readers, had I had completely free choice. It is, as you might have guessed, Charles Palliser's masterpiece - The Quincunx

As part of World Book Night I'll also be purchasing a relatively unknown book that I like from an independent bookshop to give away. I don't know what it'll turn out to be, but I'll be back to share it with you tomorrow.