Olga Tokarczuk, Antonia Lloyd-Jones: Drive Your Plow over the Bones of the Dead (2020, Penguin Publishing Group)
288 pages
English language
Published Nov. 28, 2020 by Penguin Publishing Group.
Neither the plot nor the characters were interesting to me. The writing is nice and I liked some of the Blake quotes but I'm sure I won't remember this book a year from now.
The back of the book said it's a thriller but even thought the narrative revolves around a murder mystery, what was really captivating about this tale is the main character. There is nothing truly like her: A vegetarian old lady, a weirdo that never ceases to surprise the reader by exposing new, strange, sides to her. It with the force of this magnetic leading persona that Tokarczuk - like Yuki Urushibara, Monica Bryne and a few other writers of our times - succeeds in discussing one of the main issues of our time - namely, man's relation to nature and the harm he inflicts on it. It is done in a tone that is just the right amount of preachy and somber, but is also humorous and light at times. Brilliant piece.
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Tokarczuk novel starts off with a loud knock on the door, a visitor, and in a hurried shuffle the discovery of a neighbours body in his home: a local hermit, poacher, and dog abuser whom our protagonist has a distinct dislike of. From there a interesting murder mystery unfolds exploring the relationships between a small community bordering the Czech Republic in Poland and the human and animal relations.
Our protagonist from the begin presents as an unreliable narrator, an elderly vegetarian woman with poor social skills, a strange naming convention for people in her life, an almost fanatical devotion to Astrology, and a passion for William Blakes Poetry which the novel derives its title from. I found myself both sympathetic to her and at odds with her stories, as we see the world through her …
Left any possible spoiler content to the past paragraph. so you can stop before then.
Tokarczuk novel starts off with a loud knock on the door, a visitor, and in a hurried shuffle the discovery of a neighbours body in his home: a local hermit, poacher, and dog abuser whom our protagonist has a distinct dislike of. From there a interesting murder mystery unfolds exploring the relationships between a small community bordering the Czech Republic in Poland and the human and animal relations.
Our protagonist from the begin presents as an unreliable narrator, an elderly vegetarian woman with poor social skills, a strange naming convention for people in her life, an almost fanatical devotion to Astrology, and a passion for William Blakes Poetry which the novel derives its title from. I found myself both sympathetic to her and at odds with her stories, as we see the world through her eyes, with her perceptions and biases disjointing our perception of what is happening in this little community.
Presented as a subtle backdrop to the narrative is that our protagonist has lived through Polish communism and the influence of the Soviet Union which through shreds of details such as workers hostiles and land management practices you witness snippets of a world and context which has known more than one form of authoritarian governance.
In contrast to the ruminants of soviet economic and social planning, the small towns Catholicism plays as an element that grates against our protagonist and her friends as they explore and inquire into the murders that the novel centers around. the push/pull of religious conservatism and rural madwoman left me siding with our protagonist but also left confused by how she has skewed my perception of all of the events of the book.
All in all, I found the book a short, good read (200 pgs.) which kept me engrossed from it's disjointed world building through this womans lens, murder, inquiry, and a central theme of the ethics of human relations with animals. Definitely pick it up if you're looking for something to reboot your desire to read a book and you aren't sure where to start again.
SPOILER*******
Truly this was a really engaging read, which by it's conclusion reminded me vividly but with the loosest ties of the John Wick films due to the nature of seeking out to revenge for the death of dogs companions. I would recommend it, short and smart.
I guess noir is just not for me.
Everything about this book was just deeply unpleasant for me. The setting, the situation, the narrator - I know a lot of reviewers liked her, but to me she was one of the most unpleasant narrators ever. With her rambling and preachy attitudes and complete lack of interest in anything besides the two narrow topics. Even the nature that she seems to be so obsessed with, she cannot muster a genuine interest in
Janina is a middle-aged recluse who consults the stars to see the future, spends her time translating William Blake into Polish, and suffers from intermittent ailments that affect her physically and psychologically. When her neighbor is found dead in his home, it seems to trigger a series of subsequent deaths that Janina insists--to the consternation of the local police who field her odd protestations--are at the hands (hooves?) of local animals exacting revenge on those who hunt them in the area. While she is a deeply troubled and flawed character, experiencing the world through Janina's unusual thought patterns, obsessions, and observations makes this a darkly enjoyable read.
