Sunday, May 09, 2010

A Complicated Kindness by Miriam Toews

Reading A Complicated Kindness reminded me a lot of reading Geek Love for the first time. It is fast paced, strewn with pain and humor and told in a captivating first-person narrative that makes the form seem easy. Though not set in the freak show circuit like GL, ACK does follow life in, in the words of the 16-year-old narrator Nomi, a “secret town” of Mennonites in Canada called East Village. She spends a lot of time considering her place in the Village, and the flow of her thoughts is very true: “That I belong in the frightful fresco of this man’s dream unnerves me. I wonder exactly happened in Menno’s world that made him turn his back on it…The mark of the beast? Streets paved in gold? What? Fuck off. I dream of escaping into the real world. If I’m forced to read one more Narnia series book I’ll kill myself.”

Nomi is angry, defeated, self-destructive, but mostly just sad. Both her sister and her mother have disappeared from town, leaving her with her good-hearted but befuddled father and a bad reputation. She has a plan to leave town too, like we all did at 16, and it is equally possible and fantasy. The main thing keeping her is her lovely dad, Ray, whose own depression at the loss of the other half of the family. I love the character of Ray; his unfunniness and Dadliness are dead-on renderings by Toews and his treatment shows the depth of her understanding of the heartbreak of living in both a faith bound society and in the world, the real world as Nomi would have it, at once when all you want to do is be a good person and have a good life.

The specter of excommunication, a concept that seems especially cruel to me, hovers over this story, and that is especially sinister since Nomi’s frothing uncle is the town’s religious head. As we learn more about the family’s history we can decide to see Uncle Hans as a damaged individual with a poor choice of coping mechanisms or just a complete asshole, or both. Hans shows well the unfortunate arc a life can take when a person chooses to transform an incidence of pain into a grudge against the world and how potent and scary that transformation can be in a religious context.

Women in East Village have it noticeably worse than the men and Toews engages this subtly. The fine line between being a child and being an adult is especially perilous in East Village, and I like that Toews exploits this by having Nomi left by her mysterious, vibrant mom at age thirteen (still a kid) and telling this angry, revelatory story as an outraged teen, near the age when her outrageous sister took off. Other women who can’t or won’t leave go sick like Nomi’s religious best friend, get drunk like her grandma or just go dead like her aunt, extreme reflections of the options available to women everywhere who can’t conform but can’t leave.

All this sounds depressing, but A Complicated Kindness is funny and vibrant too. Though she feels stuck, you know that something is happening with Nomi. All that teenage energy comes busting through the pages, and it is an inspiration and a warning at once.


LOOKA said...

Nice paragraphs, NICE NICE NICE!
I will read this review again.

Amanda said...

The other thing those two novels have in common is the first-read magic.

I have a fraught relationship with books in that style--ones that seem great on a first read, that I whip through at a crazy pace because I need to know what happens next asap! And, I make time for reading at the expense of things like eating properly, or sleeping enough, or having a moment of quiet time with nothing else filling the space.

But...then...I almost immediately fall out of love with the story, the narrative style, and the characters. On a second read, or when discussing the book with someone else, I find the shine has worn off as quickly as it was applied. The story seems...hmmm...almost...juvenile or naive.

Definitely, these novels were first-read loves of mine. But, both fell out of favour right away. Strange!

Carrie said...

Huh. I would definitely say that Geek Love did not stand up to a second reading, but I enjoyed the looks back on ACK that I took.

I do know exactly what you mean with books of that nature, though. Have you read any of Toews' other books? What do you think?

Amanda said...

No, that was the only one I tackled. She became a local media darling and the stubborn jerk in me deliberately shied away from reading her later releases because I was sick of reading about how quirky, adorable, clever, awesome, and a hundred other things she supposedly is. Unfair of me, definitely...

Carrie said...

Ugh, the dreaded "quirky."