2015-Dec-Jan16 Shades of Grey by Jasper Fforde

Only three people going to be available for our meeting, so it was cancelled and perhaps we'll have a discussion about this book next month. 
 
My Comments:
Difficult to get into as I don't read fantasy/Scifi any more. Post apocalyptic story. the world has been completely reformed and people are classified by the colours that they can see into a hierarchy with purple at the top and grey at the bottom. Stupid thing like colour is fed to the gardens in CYM just like a printer, yet the medical profession works by colour patches for every ill, The numbers of the patches are in threes, but go up to 300+ and not like the HTML colour codes which are 0-FF for Red-Green-Blue.[html-colour-codes.info] 

Spoiled a bit by two homonymal spelling mistakes (p379 l8 Towed for toed). Our hero is the 12 year old son of a colour-swatcher (medico) that is sent to a remote village to replace their man who has died. There are elements in the village that are subversive, including Jane who Eddie falls for. People undergo an Ishihara test to determine what colour they are, and try to marry up. That's a sub-theme of the book. There are people trying to get out, and a colour master trying to find out what has been happening. I got drawn into it by the half-way mark. Tommo is the ultimate fixer, for a commission. The final impression is that Eddie is going to do whatever he can to undermine the world management committee that sets the rules and see that they are enforced.

Things like the periodic upsets when things from the past are banned and the populace gets ever backward, yet has developed carnivorous, self maintaining roads and has replaced railways with monorail travel are hard to live with, and trees that eat people.

Despite that, would I read the next book in the series? I have got to know the people so maybe. The author has some weird ideas and I wonder if he is writing to warn us of the state of our nation. 

Mark [6]

Ros's Comments

I thoroughly enjoyed Shades of Grey. Had some moments in the first chapter when I thought it so bizarre that I wondered whether to continue. The control by colour vision is a  totally novel concept - only possible in science fiction- and it seemed to work. It took me a  while to start to suspect that there might be a dark controlling aspect. Made me think of Wool by Hugh Howey. 

 

I liked the characters, enjoyed the humour and the overall idea is very clever. Loved the names both of people and places and the spoons and particularly the Apocryphal Man - when he realised that he could be seen……

 

It is quirky and witty and I would give it 8/10 and hope that there might be time in a future meeting when we might discuss it again, because I would love to…… Thank you Lis for introducing me to Jasper Fforde!

 

Note to Ros: Many years ago, perhaps before your time, we had read 'The Eyre Affair'.

 

 

 

November 2015 - The Goldfinch - Tartt

A former pupil of Rembrandt, Fabritius is regarded as a lost genius; barely a dozen of his works survive following the 1654 explosion in the Delft gunpowder Arsenal which killed hundreds of people including the young artist. One painting, often acknowledged as his masterpiece, is an exquisite tiny oil of a goldfinch, chained lightly by the ankle to its metal perch, affixed to a wall. 

As with Fabritius’s own sudden demise, The Goldfinch opens with catastrophe: an explosion at New York’s Metropolitan Museum, where 13-year-old Theo Decker and his mother have dropped by to see an exhibition of the Dutch Golden Age. She is killed in the disaster, her last words to her son seem prophetic: “I guess that anything we manage to save from history is a miracle.” 

Theo’s coming-to in the wintry stillness of the bombed-out galleries, his fear, disorientation and claustrophobia, the still lifes on the walls staring glassily down on the dust and rubble-covered scene, is a shocking opening to the book.

Initially Theo stays with ultra-polite, wealthy Manhattanites the Barbours, the family of a nerdish school friend. He also meets and develops a sort of father-son relationship with Hobie the partner of the old man in the museum, and a lifelong romantic affection for Pippa who also survived the explosion. After a few months his estranged alcoholic gambler of a father, accompanied by the lovely Xandra, abruptly whisks him to the parallel universe that is Las Vegas, where at first Theo’s only companion is a yapping miniature dog. Later he meets Boris, the boy who will become at the same time both his best friend and worst nightmare and is the character who brings a much needed element of black comedy to what would otherwise have been unrelieved blackness.

When his father dies while fleeing his creditors Theo runs away back to New York and becomes Hobie's business partner. This goes well until some shady characters find out that he has been passing off restorations as original pieces of antique furniture. Then Boris turns up to say that he had taken the Goldfinch from Theo's hiding place and lost it while using it as collateral in drug deals. They go to Amsterdam, kill some baddies, rescue the painting and claim the insurance reward which Theo uses to buy back the mis-sold antiques and so protect Hobie's good name.

The novel concludes with several pages of high-minded whimsicality along the lines that the deathlessness of a work of art can make the keenest losses more bearable. THE END!

Almost everyone enjoyed parts of the book. Most people's favourite sections were the explosion at the beginning and the gangster bit in Amsterdam at the end. There were mixed feelings about the schooldays in Vegas with Boris, but the years in New York through his twenties dragged a bit. The characters were all well drawn and interesting but the story could have been shorter. At the end of our discussion we were left with one big outstanding question:why did the silly boy take the painting in the first place?

Marks.   Average 7

               Range 6-8

October 2015- The Mission Song

The Mission Song - John Le Carre

When the Cold War ended, le Carré, the master of spy thrillers, turned to writing stories set in the third world, continuing the themes about which he clearly feels very strongly – corruption and betrayal. This one is set largely in an anonymous northern island, and is told in the first person by Bruno Salvador, a British citizen (or at least so he believes) who is sent to translate at a conference between a collection of conflicting Congolese tribal leaders/war lords and a shadowy organisation of nameless individuals called the Syndicate. An unnamed British government department has selected him because his background (an Irish Missionary father and a Congolese mother) means that he has acquired fluency in English, French, Swahili and a range of minor African languages. Bruno is initially pleased to help because of his empathy with the people of his homeland. The meeting is ostensibly about organizing a coup prior to planned elections, so that the ‘real’ democratic forces can seize control and the Syndicate can exploit the rich minerals for the benefit not only of themselves, but also of the Congolese people, who will receive the “People’s Portion”. Needless to say, all is not as it seems.

Bruno’s naïvity (and how can one so intelligent be so naïve?) is quickly stripped away as the relations between the Congolese delegates and the representatives of the Syndicate become clearer, and he becomes privy to an entirely different agenda. He is torn between his ethical principles and his professional duty as an impartial interpreter. When he chooses the former, and returns to London at the close of the conference he carries with him evidence of the coup. But remarkably he is still naïve enough to trust people in authority and so more betrayals occur. He is forced to go into hiding with a politically active Congolese nurse with whom he formed an instant romantic attachment after earlier having met her by chance while interpreting for a dying man in a London hospital. This part of the plot stretches credulity too far for me. In the end morality wins and Bruno, with help, does manage to stop the coup, but with serious consequences for him and his new girlfriend. At least they are alive; in real life I suspect they would have ‘disappeared’.

Overall the book is well-written and most of the characters are believable in terms of their dialogue and speech patterns, but the plot, which bears some resemblance to the notorious botched 2004 attempt to organize a coup in Equatorial Guinea that involved Mark Thatcher, is rather turgid and little more than a polemic against the wickedness of Western influence in Africa, even though most of the Congolese characters are just as venal. Reviewers have pointed out a number of weak plot features, which I agree with. For example: how is it that one of the Congolese ‘war lords’ is brutally tortured by agents of the Syndicate, but within a few hours appears at the conference table full of life and none the worse for his ordeal; why doesn’t Bruno copy his stolen material while on the run; and why was he not searched when he left the island at the end of the conference?

Le Carré has written many marvellous spy novels and some of his later efforts after the Cold War era are almost as good, but this is not one of them.

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