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Heather here! This is a book review on something quite different for me.
Author: Paul
Pen (translated by Simon Bruni)
Published: April
2016
Publisher:
AmazonCrossing
My rating: ★★★
The title and
cover may fool you with the whole sweet little light bug façade; in reality it
contains an abusive father, references to rape, incest and a bit of
manslaughter. I’m going to avoid spoiling this book, but let me warn you that
it is much darker than the adorable front cover insinuates. I honestly did not
expect to find myself immersed in a story about a little boy who grows up in a
basement with a family of distorted faces and a sister who is consistently
nagged to cover her face because it’s disturbing to the eye. However, I bought
this book on my kindle less than 24 hours ago and could not stop reading.
The psychological
side of me found this book fascinating; deciphering what was truth in a
basement of lies was frustrating yet also addictive. Most parents feed their
kids a few white lies to make their childhood enchanting, like the tooth fairy
and the bogeyman. Those as gullible as I will be made to listen to their
brother boosting about how they tricked you into believing clouds of dust were
weenie robots that ate people’s brains. The protagonist in this book is
approaching the age when making them believe fictional things sours into lying
to them, and when they realise they have been lied to, they retort in doubt.
Like in many a Shakespeare play, doubt is the seed of a plant that fruits
terrible feelings like jealousy, anger, resentment and betrayal. Indeed, it is
a remarkable book with a very clever plot dictated through the thoughts of a
child. None of the characters are named, they are all just known by their familial role, which makes it somewhat easier to follow. There was one line in particular that made me place my kindle down and
look up at my bumpy ceiling in thought; “A door loses its meaning if you don’t ever
go through it. It becomes a wall.” I don’t really know why this line
interested me so much; I suppose the whole line relates to life in a way I had
never considered. People always whine about their job or partner or even the
weather, but there has always been that ‘door’; they are not forced to work,
they could break up with that person, they could move countries. The effort of
leaving everything else behind is what makes us remain, the fact that there are
so many positives despite all the things we nag about.
Aspects of the
novel I swelled with anger at. I will not spoil the plot, but throughout the
book the father acts unkindly, yet does anyone properly stand up against him?
No. If someone purposely inflicted violence against a member of my family, I
would be livid, but this was treated as normal in the story.
I don’t know how
to approach the recommendations for it. If I was another person, I would laugh
at the thought of myself reading it – I am literally writing this review whilst
sitting next to a bookcase that contains ‘Lost in the Snow’, an emotional story
about a kitten named Fluff that goes missing around Christmas time. I avoid
horror and ‘dark material’ (aside from Phillip Pullman’s dark material, those
books are brilliant), reading this type of fiction is definitely worse than
watching it because you have to conjure up the images described in your head,
and when you have formed a mental image it can be difficult to take it away.
Anyone under the age of fourteen I would advise not to read it, but if you
don’t mind some disturbing moments, give it a read and let me know what you think.