New Orleans – MostlyFiction Book Reviews We Love to Read! Sat, 28 Oct 2017 19:51:27 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.4.18 QUEEN OF AMERICA by Luis Alberto Urrea /2011/queen-of-america-by-luis-alberto-urrea/ Wed, 30 Nov 2011 14:11:36 +0000 /?p=22142 Book Quote:

“Who is more of an outlaw than a saint?”

Book Review:

Review by Betsey Van Horn (NOV 30, 2011)

Like its predecessor, The Hummingbird’s Daughter, Urrea’s sequel, Queen of America is a panoramic, picaresque, sprawling, sweeping novel that dazzles us with epic destiny, perilous twists, and high romance, set primarily in Industrial era America (and six years in the author’s undertaking). Based on Urrea’s real ancestry, this historical fiction combines family folklore with magical realism and Western adventure at the turn of the twentieth century.

It starts where the first book left off, and can be read as a stand-alone, according to the marketing and product description. However, I stoutly recommend that readers read The Hummingbird’s Daughter first. The two stories are part of a heroic saga; you shouldn’t cut off the head to apprehend the tale. You cannot capture the incipient magic and allure of Teresita without her roots in the first (and better) book. Urrea spent twenty years researching his family history, border unrest, guerrilla violence in the post-Civil War southwest, and revolution, so poignantly rendered in his first masterpiece.

At the center of both stories is the enigmatic and beautiful heroine, Teresita Urrea, named the Saint of Cabora by her legion of followers, when at sixteen, she was sexually assaulted, died, and subsequently rose from her coffin at her wake. She was denounced as a heretic by the Catholic Church but declared a saint by her devotees. An accomplished horsewoman and botanical shaman, she discovered the miracle of healing with her hands. Vanquishing pain and suffering with touch, Teresita has embodied her role with dignity, and sometimes despair, as she sacrifices her personal desires in order to combat social injustice and conquer disease.

Solitude is impossible, as she is followed by humble pilgrims and pursued by the Mexican government, greedy henchmen and dangerous lackeys. In the sequel, Teresita continues her journey and evolvement, with the primary question and theme of her life– whether a saint can find her life’s purpose and also fall in love. Along the way, she is entangled in conflicts between celebrity and simplicity, material wealth and spiritual wellbeing. Although she is idolized as a saint, she is, alas, human, with human emotions—such as lust, love, sorrow, pain, temptation. She makes mistakes, and is periodically confused and conflicted. It’s hard to be a saint when you’re made of flesh and blood and hormones.

After the Tomochic rebellion in Mexico in 1891, Teresita Urrea flees to the United States with her aging but ripe swashbuckler father, Tomas, known as Sky Catcher. She experiences romantic and cataclysmic love with an Indian mystic and warrior, eventually causing a serious breach with her father. When events spiral out of control, Teresita’s journey takes her further and further from her homeland.

From Tucson, to El Paso, St. Louis, San Francisco, New York, and places everywhere in-between, this sequel is a journey from poverty and pestilence to an unknown, glittering, bustling, and modern America, a place that offers new opportunities for immigrant Teresita—-prosperity, new romance, and celebrity. She is hunted by assassins, who claim she is the spiritual leader of the Mexican Revolution; harassed by profiteers, who want to arrange a consortium to exploit her healing abilities; and haunted daily by pilgrims everywhere, begging her to cure their ills.

Dickensian in scope, this ribald novel is peopled by the humble and the haughty, the meek and the mighty—pilgrims, prostitutes, yeoman, warriors, cowboys, vaqueros, royalty, revolutionaries, financial exploiters, gamblers, tycoons, corrupt politicians, drunks, rogues, and outlaws. It’s gritty, bawdy, tender, and tumultuous, and sometimes turgid, as it meanders down several long and winding paths. When it stalls at intervals, patience and the love of prose and colorful character will keep the reader fastened. This will appeal to fans of high adventure, mixed with folktale wisdom and mystical fantasy. Big, vast skies and rough and tumble travel, this is an unforgettable story of love, purpose, and redemption.

AMAZON READER RATING: stars-4-5from 4 readers
PUBLISHER: Little, Brown and Company; Import edition (November 28, 2011)
REVIEWER: Betsey Van Horn
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]]> LADIES’ MAN by Richard Price /2011/ladies-man-by-richard-price/ Thu, 11 Aug 2011 13:46:24 +0000 /?p=19886 Book Quote:

“I was a young man. Strong. Tight. White. And ready to love.”

Book Review:

Review by Guy Savage  AUG 11, 2011)

Crude and hilarious, Ladies’ Man from American author and screenwriter, Richard Price is a week in the life of Kenny Becker, a thirty-year-old college dropout who works as door-to-door salesman selling crappy cheap gadgets. It’s the 1970s, and Kenny lives in New York with his girlfriend, “bank clerk would-be singer” La Donna, a good-looking, marginally talented girl whose big night revolves around a cheesy talent contest at a hole- in-the-wall club called Fantasia. Kenny has a series of failed relationships in his past, and when the book begins, La Donna’s singing lessons, according to Kenny, appear to be placing a strain on the couple. On one hand, Kenny understands he’s supposed to support La Donna, but he also resents the time she is devoting to her singing lessons. Their sex life isn’t as hot and wild as it used to be and with Kenny’s rampant libido largely unsatisfied, he tends to blame the singing lessons for turning La Donna’s head. He sees her night at Fantasia as a potential disaster, but he feels unable to confront his doubts. For one thing, discussing La Donna’s singing is like handling dynamite, and for another, Kenny knows that keeping the peace is the surest way of getting laid:

“I wasn’t going to say dick. I couldn’t. In the beginning we could say anything to each other, but now it was too dangerous; if we started cracking on each other with truths at this point we would inevitably get to the bottom truth, which was that we had no damn right being together anymore, and I for one was scared to death of the alternatives. So I settled for the bullshit low-key rage of two people going through the motions of a relationship, a life; and I couldn’t let her humiliate herself at Fantasia in the name of not rocking the boat even though the boat was capsizing fast, and I would even have the stones to call it being supportive.”

While Kenny, who’s the glib narrator here, argues that he’s trying to protect La Donna from humiliation and a greedy, lying voice coach (a woman he insists on calling Madame Bossanova), it’s clear to the reader that Kenny’s “protectiveness” is rooted in other things. His own insecurities, fears, and possessiveness all play a role in his begrudging, resentful attempts to support La Donna’s Big Night at Fantasia. Kenny is the classic unreliable narrator; we see his world through his eyes, and Kenny, a self-styled ladies’ man, isn’t quite honest about his relationship problems:

“I must have lived with four La Donnas in the last six years and sometimes I thought I was destined to have twice as many in the next six. I seemed to float from one bad, heavy relationship to another, like a trapeze artist swinging from one suspended bar to the next with no net below.”

As Kenny’s week unfolds, the narrative vacillates back and forth between Kenny’s personal and professional life. His mornings begin in a diner with his fellow Bluecastle House salesmen–men who are older than Kenny–older, heavier, and not as handsome, so it’s easy for Kenny to reassure himself that he’s better than them and that the sales job is temporary–just until something better comes along. But Kenny’s at the age when it is becoming harder and harder to kid himself that he’s going somewhere.

Kenny’s relationship with La Donna inevitably implodes, and when he becomes “Kenny Solo,” his desperation grows as he pursues a series of meaningless sexual encounters–each one more degrading than the one before. With a flagging self image, an obsession about his abs, and with his life spiraling out of control, Kenny seeks meaning in his life through sex. While he stalks the neon bars, greasy, sordid whorehouses, and stroke booths of New York, it becomes obvious that Kenny is terrified of being alone, and that his attempts to fill the holes in his life conversely only serve to expose the hollowness of his existence. Author Richard Price establishes one incredibly-staged scene after another–the humiliation of meeting a high school loser who’s now affluent and happy, a late night talk show that draws frantic, lonely losers, the desperation of a singles bar, and the stroke booth where girls hype men into masturbation.

As an unreliable narrator, Kenny is at times the last person to “get it,” and that also means that we aren’t supposed to take his view of life without some skepticism. Kenny may think he’s special, but he’s just as desperate as the guy in the next stroke booth. Here’s Kenny in a singles bar:

“For the next hour I sat at the bar, drinking rum and pretending to watch a basketball game which had orange guys against green guys. People started piling in. I was having a hard time getting rolling so I continued watching the tube. A lot of guys watched the tube, leaning against the bar or the room divider, their drinks tucked under their armpits like footballs. There was no sound on, but we all watched that fucking game with a burning intensity like we were politicos and the screen was flashing election results. I didn’t even know who the hell were playing. My elation was taking a bath. Around me guys swamped girls like pigeons after croutons, blurting out lines so transparent and tacky that even I was offended. No wonder nobody ever got laid. I watched. I listened. I was an observer. A girl nearby, the brittle remains of an almost-melted ice cube floating on top of her half-hour-old drink, listened politely.”

Ladies’ Man is slated to become an American classic. This is a study of one man’s search for meaning and fulfillment through the neon lights of an emotionally barren landscape, and in Kenny’s case, he arrives at his destination with a new uncomfortable knowledge of his weaknesses and his limitations.

AMAZON READER RATING: stars-3-5from 10 readers
PUBLISHER: Picador; First Edition edition (June 21, 2011)
REVIEWER: Guy Savage
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]]> THE ISLAND BENEATH THE SEA by Isabel Allende /2010/the-island-beneath-the-sea-by-isabel-allende/ Fri, 13 Aug 2010 22:53:48 +0000 /?p=11176 Book Quote:

“In the jungle, beneath the thick dome of trees, it grew dark early, and the dawn light came late through the dense fog tangled in the ferns. The day was growing short for Valmorain, who was in a hurry, but eternal for the rest. The only food for the slaves was dried meat with a maize or sweet potato soup and a cup of coffee, handed out at night after they camped. The master had ordered a cube of sugar and a jot of taffia – the cane liquor of the poor – to be added to the coffee to warm those who were sleeping piled together on the ground and soaked with rain and dew, exposed to the devastation of an attack of fever. That year epidemics had been calamitous on the plantation; they’d had to replace many slaves, and none of the newborn had survived. Cambray warned his employer that the liquor and sugar would corrupt the slaves, and later there would be no way to keep them from sucking the cane. There was a special punishment for that infraction, but Valmorain was not given to complicated torture, except for runaways, in which case he followed the Code Noir to the letter. The execution of Maroons in Le Cap seemed to him a waste of time and money; it would have been enough to hang them without all the fuss.”

Book Review:

Review by Lynn Harnett (AUG 13, 2010)

The mulatto slave Zarité, known as Tété, and her owner, the French planter Toulouse Valmorain form the center of Allende’s novel  about slavery and the slave revolt that freed Haiti.

Valmorain came to the island at the age of 20, a rich noble anxious for a quick return to Paris. But the death of his father and the disarray of his sugar plantation make escape impossible, so Valmorain throws himself into making the property a success. His right hand man in this is the brutal overseer Prosper Cambray, feared by all.

Cambray lusts after Tété, Valmorain’s wife’s maid and soon, as the wife descends more deeply into madness, Valmorain’s mistress and primary caretaker of his son. Tété’s own son with Valmorain has been taken from her, she knows not where, and her lover, a young, proud African, runs off to join the rebels.

The first half centers on the brief, degraded lives of slaves on the island and the build-up to the slave revolt. Allende fills in a lot of political and emotional detail: the French Revolution so far away, the failed slave revolts of the past, the fears of the vastly outnumbered whites.

The second half takes Tété and Valmorain to Cuba, then New Orleans, as they flee Toussaint L’Ouverture’s rebellion. Allende’s historical focus is masterful, from the economic and intellectual views on slavery and slaves by landowners, to the remnants of African culture – like voodoo – that the slaves clung to.

The brutality is mindboggling, of course, and Allende goes into it in great detail. It’s detail, actually, which makes this less than her best. So determined is she to get across the despicable history of slavery, she loses the individuals among the archetypes. She depicts Valmorain as a fairly liberal planter, although he rapes Tété at age 11 and considers her incapable of deep emotion. He is simply a man of his times and culture.

Tété is more complex, but still rather flat. The real life of the novel is slavery itself – the enormity of it as a force for evil. Allende successfully shows how slavery corrupted the thinking of whites and debased their values, how it changed the course of history in so many ways, seeped into the very fabric of the culture and how its legacy follows us still.

Allende’s research is formidable and her passion infectious. Anyone interested in the birth of Haiti or the coming-of-age of New Orleans should enjoy Allende’s thorough exploration.

AMAZON READER RATING: stars-4-0from 60 readers
PUBLISHER: Harper; 1 edition (April 27, 2010)
REVIEWER: Lynn Harnett
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]]> FROM DEAD TO WORSE by Charlaine Harris /2009/from-dead-to-worse-by-charlaine-harris/ Sat, 31 Oct 2009 15:00:44 +0000 /?p=6024 Book Quote:

“I was making a neat arrangement of liquor bottles on the folding table behind the portable bar when Halleigh Robinson rushed up, her normally sweet face flushed and tear-streaked.  Since she was supposed to be getting married within an hour and was still wearing blue jeans and a T-shirt, she got my immediate attention.

‘Sookie!’ she said, rounding the bar to grab my arm. ‘You have to help me.’

I’d already helped her by putting on my bartending clothes instead of the pretty dress I’d planned on wearing. ‘ Sure,’ I said, imagining Halleigh wanted me to make her a special drink– though if I’d listened in to her thoughts, I’d have known differently already.”

Book Review:

Review by Jana L. Perskie (OCT 31, 2009)

Hey! Sookie fans – she’s back in her 8th adventure(s) with all the supernaturals – weres, vamps, shapshifters, faes, witches, and more!

Yep! Sookie, the 26 year-old telepathic barmaid extraordinaire from Bon Temps, Louisiana, has returned in From Dead To Worse. Faced with new “challenges,” Sookie seems to mature in this novel. She acquires more of a sense of self and becomes, at the book’s end, a more confident and cautious person.

Sookie is blood-bonded to Eric Northman, an extremely powerful vampire and sheriff of Area 5, the Shreveport area. He owns “Fangtasia: The Bar With A Bite,” where vamp groupies go to fulfill their fantasies and to provide, most willingly, human snacks for the vampires. Many books ago, Sookie and Eric had a deep love relationship. He was placed under a spell by a supe more powerful than he, which allowed him to let his guard down and acquire affect, unusual for a big, bad boy vamp. He began to trust Sookie and truly learned to love. Ms. Stackhouse thought she had found happiness at long last. However, when the spell was broken, Eric forgot his time with her and his vows of love. Although still bound to her, and terribly attracted to her, he is no longer her main squeeze…and, bewildered, simply cannot recall the past…at least his past with Sookie.

Sookie is also a “Friend to the Pack,” (were panthers), and depended upon by most “friendly” supernatural beings who inhabit her world. She is quite powerful in her own right as she can read minds and determine truth from lies…but she is not infallible!

In the previous book, All Together Dead, terrorists from the anti-vampire organization, “Fellowship of the Sun,” attacked the vamps during their convention at the Pyramid of Gizeh in Rhodes, LA. These holier than thou folks, despise vampires as minions of the Devil, and wish to exterminate them all. They certainly did a good job of it in book 7. The terrorists, with their explosive devices, caused much violence and bloodshed. They almost succeeded in killing Sophie-Anne LeClerq, queen of the Louisiana vampires. Unfortunately, she is left legless, helpless, and dependent on her bodyguard, who is devoted to her. Of course, Sookie was at the convention too and was almost killed in the ensuing chaos. And then came Hurricane Katrina…need I say more??

Now back in Bon Temp, Sookie is about as stressed as she has ever been. Her housemate Amelia, a witch in training who mistakenly turned her boyfriend Bob into a cat, helps Sookie, by being a good friend and listener. And she’s a whiz at housecleaning. Amelia plays a major role in From Dead To Worse. Pussycat Bob also, purringly, gives Sooky much affection. Amelia’s mentor moves into the Stackhouse household for a spell. Her home was destroyed by the hurricane. Sookie’s main worry and source of pain is caused by Quinn, a tiger lycanthrope and Sookie’s boyfriend. He has been missing since the mayhem at Rhodes. She doesn’t know whether he is dead or alive – but if he is alive, he’d better watch out, because she will be furious with him for not maintaining contact during these terrible times.

Sookie and her harried crowd of supernaturals are crazy to think that a few weeks of calm will get things back to normal. As if surviving the massacre in Rhodes, and coping with Quinn going missing aren’t enough, our protagonist’s great-grandfather, Niall Brigant, a prince of the fairies who is hundreds of years old, turns up. Sookie never knew she had any living family other than her callous brother Jason. So, Sookie has a new relative and, finally, an explanation for her telepathic powers – she has fairy blood running through her veins.

Then, quite suddenly, Sookie finds herself in the middle of a were war, where, she is almost murdered along with several other local women. A vampire coup d’etat is next on the agenda. A vampire king from Nevada sensing that the Louisiana community is weak with the loss of their queen, moves in for the kill…and the power. This takeover bodes ill for Eric Northman, who becomes a target in the vampire war, and as Sookie is bound to Eric, she is in danger also. Btw… Eric now remembers his romance with Sookie and wants to resume their formerly intense relationship. And to further complicate matters, her former vampire boyfriend, Bill, who did her wrong, wants her back too.

Plots and subplots abound – most of them quite dramatic and dangerous. However, the narrative is choppy and lacks coherence. Any one of the self-contained subplots could have been turned into a novelette. As is, the many threads which form the storyline, are never quite woven together. Each vignette is presented and resolved without being part of the whole. And except for Sookie, the characters are shallow. This is why I am rating From Dead To Worse with 3 stars rather than 4.

I do look forward to the next installment where, hopefully, Sookie’s relationship with Eric, or Bill, will develop and last for at least a few novels. The author’s tease seems to me to be a device to sell more books. And 8 books is enough teasing! Ms. Harris, please deliver!! Wars and mysteries are always resolved, but I find the relationship part of the series too repetitious and lacking in depth.

I strongly advise anyone who has not read the other seven books in the Sookie Stackhouse series, to do so before tackling this one. A good read – but inferior to the other Sookie books.

AMAZON READER RATING: stars-4-0from 474 readers
PUBLISHER: Ace; Reprint edition (March 31, 2009)
REVIEWER: Jana L. Perskie
AMAZON PAGE: From Dead to Worse
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]]> ZEITOUN by Dave Eggers /2009/zeitoun-by-dave-eggers/ /2009/zeitoun-by-dave-eggers/#comments Sat, 19 Sep 2009 20:02:57 +0000 /?p=4986 Book Quote:

“Why are we here?” he asked a passing soldier.
“You guys are al Qaeda,” the soldier said.
Todd laughed derisively, but Zeitoun was startled. He could not have heard right.

Zeitoun had long feared this day would come. Each of the few times he had been pulled over for a traffic violation, he knew the possibility existed that he would be harassed, misunderstood, suspected of shadowy dealings that might bloom in the imagination of any given police officer.

Book Review:

Review by Poornima Apte (SEP 19, 2009)

It’s been four years since one of the country’s deadliest natural disasters, Hurricane Katrina, hit New Orleans, yet the stories of those affected have been making their way out only slowly. Dave Eggers’ Zeitoun is one such. Here too, as in his brilliant What is the What, Eggers does an expert job narrating non-fiction and making the story come alive.

By all indications, the Zeitouns—Kathy and Abdulrahman—were a successful couple in New Orleans. They owned a construction and painting business and had a vibrant family with four girls. Abdulrahman, a Syrian American who had spent a lifetime wandering the seas, settled in New Orleans in 1994 and married Kathy, a convert to Islam.

Years later, when Hurricane Katrina came knocking, true to pattern, Abdulrahman stayed behind figuring he would need to hunker down only for a day or two. “Their business wasn’t a simple one, where you could lock an office door and leave,” Eggers writes explaining why the decision might have been a hard one to make, “Leaving the city meant leaving all their properties, leaving their tenants’ homes and this they couldn’t do unless absolutely necessary.”

But of course, as we know, things got very bad quickly and Abdulrahman finds his house deep in water. He begins to sleep on the roof in a small tent and uses a canoe he once bought, to help stranded neighbors. He takes comfort in providing some measure of help to his fellow citizens and especially to a few dogs that he takes to regularly feeding every day. As the situation gets worse, as the water gets increasingly toxic, as the looting starts, and the law and order situation gets increasingly shaky, Kathy pleads with her husband to leave. Abdulrahman is still adamant—he is of more use here in New Orleans, he insists. What would he really do away from home waiting for word to get back and merely worrying about his property and business?

So stay he does until one day a group of armed government officers show up at his door and Abdulrahman suddenly finds himself under arrest. He is taken to a makeshift prison at the nearby Greyhound station—the charges against him are unknown. At first Zeitoun naively suspects he is taken into custody because he ignored the mandatory evacuation order. Soon it becomes apparent that his ethnicity and his religion might have something to do with his being held without contact, charges, bail or trial.

Having once fished with his brothers in Syria, Zeitoun accurately uses the metaphor “bycatch” to describe his being caught in the government’s war on terror. “It was a fishing term,” Eggers writes, “…when they pulled in the net, there were thousands of sardines, of course, but there were other creatures too, life they had not intended to catch and for which they had no use.”

The book is full of touching details—you can tell Eggers has done his homework. Family pictures flesh out the characters well. While he was held in prison, Abdulrahman’s brother in Spain, Ahmad, writes letters to American authorities, desperate for any information about his brother. These letters—fractured English and all—bring out the plight of the family extremely effectively.

Prison was full of horrors: “The guards alternated between the pepper spray and the beanbag gun, shooting the men and women in the cages,” Eggers writes. Kathy’s plight as she waits for word from her husband and eventually fights for his release, is also detailed well.

Almost as horrifying as Zeitoun’s ordeal are the gross inefficiencies of the response system with its totally absurd set of priorities. For one, “while residents of New Orleans were trapped in attics and begging for rescue from rooftops and overpasses,” vast amounts of money and energy were being spent on building a complex and efficient prison at the local Greyhound station. Then there were the fan boats which were deployed right after the storm, but which missed calls for help because they were so darned noisy. Months later the Zeitouns have a FEMA trailer deposited on their property for weeks on end—without a set of keys to actually use it. Authorities at local prisons don’t have records of Katrina refugees coming through—“they’re FEMA’s” is the standard reply. Zeitoun chronicles many of these and as such casual asides that they end up making a deeper impact on the reader than any polemic material could.

Kudos go to Dave Eggers who has increasingly used the power of his pen to tell the stories that need to be told. In the incredible What is the What, which I really loved, Eggers chronicled the horrors of war through the eyes of a Sudanese teenage refugee. Here too, Eggers lays bare the heartbreaking story of a man who is subjected to untold horrors simply because of one of the most bizarre confluences of American history and natural disaster. Talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Zeitoun is a must-read. It’s heartbreaking to see someone so much in love with his country be betrayed by a justice system gone awry. “In the grand scheme of the country’s blind, grasping fight against threats seen and unseen, there would be mistakes made.” Eggers writes.

“This country was fallible,” Zeitoun sadly realizes. Yes, it is. This sobering realization—that there are hundreds of such “bycatch” in our government’s war on terror—sinks in slowly. It is a realization that is hard to swallow but is also what makes Zeitoun such a riveting read.

AMAZON READER RATING: from 492 readers
PUBLISHER: McSweeney’s (July 15, 2009)
REVIEWER: Poornima Apte
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