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Reviews of three new books.
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Schmidt
Delivered
by Louis
Begley
(Knopf,
272 pages, $25)
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CFans of Louis Begley's rightly praised
About Schmidt will be glad to revisit the retired
life of old Schmidtie, still wandering his Hamptons home
and enjoying the sexual attentions of Carrie, the Puerto
Rican waitress younger than his daughter. Here, however,
an influential new character enters Schmidt's orbit in the
person of Michael Mansour, a globe-trotting billionaire.
Mansour's sudden, forceful friendship--as well as his meddling
in nearly every aspect of Schmidt's existence--flatters
Schmidt but also raises his considerable social and financial
paranoia. What, Schmidt worries, is Mansour really after?
Without a doubt, Begley is an admirable stylist--his prose
flows with a sophisticated clarity that perfectly suits
his main character. About Schmidt was a brilliant
portrait of a fiercely intelligent man undergoing the identity
crisis of sudden widowhood and retirement and only beginning
to recognize his own capacities for selfishness and prejudice.
Schmidt Delivered, unfortunately, lacks the very
quality boldly stated in its predecessor's title, as it's
really not "about Schmidt" at all. Instead, it's about everyone
else: his daughter's crumbling marriage, Carrie's infidelity
and Mansour's duplicity--all of which comes to Schmidt,
and therefore us, secondhand. Schmidt is warned that he
needs to get out more. Yet over and over again we watch
him swim a few solitary laps, swill bourbon and nap while
the real drama goes on elsewhere.
The machinations of his final delivery are a bit convenient,
especially from a writer of Begley's talent. Fans of About
Schmidt will probably find this new volume hard to resist
purchasing; whether they find it as satisfying as the original
is another question. Dan DeWeese
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Fanny
Kemble's Civil Wars
by Catherine
Clinton
(Simon
& Schuster, 320 pages, $26)
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She was Britain's premier Shakespearean actress and North
America's most eligible bachelorette. By the age of 24,
she had amassed a respectable fortune and could have had
her pick in men. So why, in 1834, did Fanny Kemble choose
to marry a dull-witted Georgia plantation owner named Pierce
Butler? Catherine Clinton insists it was for both love and
money, but the match was doomed by the honeymoon's end.
Butler not only put an end to Fanny's acting career but
gambled away half his estate and cheated on Fanny with just
about everyone. For her part, Kemble maintained her fiercely
independent spirit, penning caustic observations of life
in America that would embarrass her husband and scandalize
the nation.
Kemble's embattled marriage was the centerpiece of "civil
wars" she would fight throughout her life: the
financial struggle to support her theatrical family, recurring
conflicts with her daughters over Butler's memory, her crusade
against slavery under her own roof. Regrettably, Clinton
devotes most of her book to Kemble's social calendar (parties,
trips to the Berkshires, voyages to Europe) but precious
few pages to her social activism. She heralds Kemble as
"America's most unlikely abolitionist" although Fanny wouldn't
consent to publish her memoirs of cruelty on the Butler
plantation until 1863, almost a year after Lincoln's Emancipation
Proclamation. Her book was a runaway success, but it came
a little late to have the same devastating effect as Stowe's
Uncle Tom's Cabin. Here, Fanny Kemble emerges less
as a daring social reformer than as a grande dame presiding
over a 19th-century soap opera that captivated audiences
on both sides of the Atlantic.
Matt Buckingham
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All
the Names
by José
Saramago
(Harcourt
Brace, 256 pages, $24)
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"It passes and we don't even notice," the narrator says.
"It was morning only a moment ago and now it's nearly dark,
in fact, the afternoon was drawing to a close...that's what
happens, when we listen to a conversation and don't pay
attention, the most important things always escape us."
At 50, Senhor José seems a model clerk at the Central
Registry of Births, Marriages and Deaths, until one day
he begins to steal cards for a personal collection--cards
filled with the names of "actors, ballerinas, bishops and
football players." Inadvertently, the card of a nobody,
one of the faceless, becomes stuck to one of the famous.
Of all the names in his cupboard, this name intrigues Senhor
José in a way the others don't, and so he sets out
to discover her fate.
Nobel laureate José Saramago's All the Names works
in metaphor overdrive. With strong Kafkaesque elements,
each of Senhor José's discoveries is made all the
more intriguing by the fact that neither he nor the reader
knows exactly what it is he's looking for, and his adventures
create a novel that is reflective, compassionate and humorous.
It's a story of redemption, a spiritual contemplation from
an author whom the Vatican called an "inveterate communist
with anti-religious views."
Memory, perception and their inherent deceptions play large
roles in All the Names, but all in the service of
its modest epiphanies. Throughout this understated novel,
the 80-year-old Saramago seems to be gently saying, "This
is some of what the world holds, and here are some ways
to find a bit of life's beauty." Steven Fidel
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