Saturday, 7 January 2017

The Best Books (I read) in 2016


It’s been a strange year, reading wise. Two factors have encouraged me to read a larger selection than usual - the first being a push on my part to reading female authors in the second part of the year; the other being a free book-swap point at my local tube station, which has thrown up a few interesting selections.

Also, I’ve had enormous difficulty in picking and ordering these books. Much of what I read was of equal quality so I found myself writing up twenty-five books and then whittling down. However, even after I did that, I’ve been moving them all about repeatedly - but I think I’ve decided.



Here are the top fifteen books of the year….


15
Momo by Michael Ende (translated by J Maxwell Brownjohn)

Momo has a magic power, she actually listens.

She lives in the ruined Amphitheatre where she becomes essential to the community around her. Then the men in grey come. They convince people to be efficient and save time, leading them to lose sight of Momo and each other. Momo then has to defeat the men in grey with the help of a tortoise called Cassiopeia, who can see slightly into the future. 

Although the allegorical nature of the book was a little too obvious, the message it was trying to convey, about having time for your friends and interests, was one which I think more people need to hear. The book had a wonderful fairytale quality, the real life in it is not utterly real and the strange metaphysical worlds of Nowhere Lane and the time-vault bleed in nicely.

This is is the kind of book that I will read again at some point when life is getting on top of me as a reminder to take the time for what really is important in life - and if that isn’t a message to teach children, I don’t know what is.



14
Perfume by Patrick Suskind (translated by John E Woods)

This was a nasty, bitter, strange and misanthropic book - but it was also kind of brilliant.

Grenouille has no life, except for the pursuit of scent. He has no personal smell himself and so seeks it out obsessively as he launches into the world. A chance meeting with a woman who smells of innocence leads him to try and recreate it as a perfume, using murderous and bloody ends.

I will admit, I saw the film of this first and I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t understand Grenouille and I didn’t understand what he was doing or why. The book allows you to go much deeper into his head and then it all becomes clear. His actions are completely comprehensible from his own perspective - indeed, his journey is a noble and grand quest for the ultimate scent. However, to everyone else, he is a vicious, alien and insanely cold murderer.

I also liked how smell is used as a substitute for soul, that a person’s smell was a soul and all Grenouille was seeking was the perfect one.


13
Dead Souls by Nikolay Gogol (translated by Robert A. Maguire)

Dead Souls is about a man called Chichikov, a bureaucrat who travels around rural Russia hoping to buy the names of dead peasants…and for the most part, we aren’t sure why. He is met with flattery, flirting, suspicion and more as he tries to charm the inhabitants to sell him their ‘dead souls’.

This book grew on me. At first, I found it a little bland, the town is un-named and the main character is referred to as 'neither fat nor thin'. I'm not sure when I started to like it but by the time Chichikov got to the landowner, Sobeyavich, I was hooked. (I was particularly taken by the fact that all of Sobeyavich's furniture reflects him and all cries out 'I am of Sobeyavich').

I can't speak Russian, so I don't know how it reads originally but the translation gives the impression of a really engaging authorial voice. I loved how the metaphors often lost control into nonsense, the conversation between 'Mrs Pleasant in all Things' and 'Mrs Merely Pleasant' and a wonderful imagining of a typical pandering obituary that finishes, 'In the end, all he had going for him was thick eyebrows.'

I was also interested in Chichikov. I didn't see him as some awful demonic figure, all he really wanted was a comfortable life but his fear of insecurity always pushed him to go one or two steps further then he should. That said, I imagine that had there been the proposed third volume, things would have escalated.






12
The Pleasure Garden by Leon Garfield

Only two Leon Garfield’s this year - but this one makes the list.

Leon Garfield was always an adult novelist who was sidelined into writing for children. This book, though marketed as one of his children’s books, this is one of the most adult he has ever written.

Garfield makes a number of unusual moves compared to his usual formula. The hero is a grown up, the Revd Martin, he is said to be possessed by an angel. He buts horns with Dr D, a man possessed by a devil. When someone is killed in the Mulberry pleasure Gardens, the secret world is stirred like bees in a hive.

Again, Garfield writes beautifully, he so often makes me laugh and can often find ways to describe things in startling detail. I loved the notion that the owner of the gardens uses small children hidden in the trees to capture secrets and her relationship with them was peculiarly sweet and manipulative.

Essentially, this book is about loneliness. The garden is the spot where lonely people go to meet or to forget their loneliness. Dr D is the spirit of loneliness, sneaking up on people and offering them the pewter season ticket to Mulberry gardens - a ticket out of loneliness. Rev Martin is the spirit of generosity and warmth. I won’t tell you who triumphs.

One of his best.



11
The Travels and Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen by Rudolph Erich Raspe (and others)

I’ve already spoken in length about this book - to be certain, it has reached this list for the first half of the text I had and not the rotten sequel.

Munchausen makes a great super-hero, playing in the very reaches of probability and I had as much fun with this book as I was probably intended to.




10
Notes on a Scandal by Zoe Heller

This is the story of two teachers in a North London secondary school and deals chiefly with the younger teacher’s love affair with a pupil but is narrated by the older of the two.

I was unsure at first, the details of the staffroom were well observed and the characters true but there was something odd and studied about the writing. It was almost like someone writing about a staffroom in a sitcom rather than a real one. However, I should have had faith because this was not a fault of the author but developed into one of the hallmarks of the narrator.

As I read, I become increasingly gripped - not by the story itself but the slightly told story of the narrator. I began to realise there was something about her that didn’t ring right. Not to go in too much detail (I’m not used to reviewing books so new that spoilers may actually be an issue) the narrator is one of the best monstrous characters I have ever read, particularly because she never realises she is one. Very unsettling and worth a read.




9
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell is a brilliant, almost flawless bit of world building with a beautiful and fairly consistent tone and a plot which is plain and solid enough to hang those elements on. The characters, though good, are swallowed a little by the world building and tone. To make the book truly great, those characters would need to have the vivacity of Dickens.

I am not a big fantasy fan on the whole, I find the exciting worlds they portray as pretty shallow. This world building was one I loved. There was a full, messy and detailed history of English magic behind it and although the information given is piecemeal and incomplete, I always felt that there was a coherent history behind it all. I also loved how magic worked. At first it was completely mysterious, then it became a little clearer and by the end I had a real clear idea of how it was linked to creating alliances with nature and objects usually thought to be inanimate. This meant the magicians could ‘speak’ to their environment and change them through magical words, props and rituals - much more engaging than a more ‘point-and-flick’ approach.

The world building was also carried by the tone of the book. It was as if the novel itself was one of the dull books about magic that are mentioned within it, with footnotes and digressions that followed the format of those meandering histories. However, at other times it was more novel-like with a sort of Thackery/Austen mashup and a lot of delicious, wry prodding.

The plot itself was functional, which was all it needed and the characters were engaging. I really liked poor Mr Norrell, whose caution was really quite justified in the end. I also enjoyed Strange and his journey from lazy magician for fun, to driven madman. My favourite character was probably the Gentleman with the Thistledown Hair. I loved how noble, selfless and kind he thought himself to be as he casually killed people and ruined their lives, not ever realising that even Stephen, who he regarded as a best friend, feared and disliked him. However, the characters did get lost inside their massive world and it would have taken some oomph on their part to properly own the book and make it a complete masterpiece.

That said, it was all good fun and I would call it enjoyable and engrossing.

8
Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda Ngozie Adichie

Kambili lives with her brother, her mother and her father, Eugene. He is a local hero, a champion of free-speech, a pillar of the church and a viciously abusive parent. In the course of the book, a trip to her Auntie Ifeoma stirs up emotions that can’t be repressed.

This book has some of the tightest writing I have ever read. The central family are set up quickly and efficiently and nothing distracts the author from the shifting and nuanced balance of love and fear that constitute their relationships.

I loved the portrayal of Eugene; a man loved by his community who is brave and right but feared by his family, who love him as well. The complex soup of emotions Kambili has for him is beautifully done, not lessening the terror he evokes but not skimping on the love either.

The tension in the book ramps up with the smallest details, especially as the book progresses and you get to know the characters, it was the most nail-biting and disturbing book of the year - in a year where I seem to have read a larger share of thriller-esque books than usual.

(My only niggle - is that I would have structured the ending differently… but I can’t go into that without revealing how it ends).

7
By an Unknown Disciple by Anonymous (though a little research found the author was called Cecily Spencer-Smith Phillimore)

I discovered this in a weird way; picking it up on a shelf outside the tube station, anonymous and peculiar and interesting.

It’s…almost a novel I’ve wanted to write. A novelisation of Jesus’ ministry and life with a focus on humanising him and emphasising the different ideas and interpretations the disciples have of the teaching.

The humanising of Jesus gets a little trite but the disciples fare better, and despite this grounding of the gospels (none of the miracles are completely ‘as is’) Jesus is still magic and there is still something else going in.

The pharisees are also treated well, you can see their reasons for killing Jesus and the fear Jesus creates in the ruling classes.

The resurrection is handled beautifully, it doesn’t happen on stage but it happens symbolically and thoughtfully.

That said, the book does veer into Cecil B De Mille territory - though, it being written in 1919, it’s not fair to lambast it too much.

6
The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

Like ‘A String of Pearls’, the Sweeney Toddy story, the big and mysterious twist the book is building up to is pretty much the only thing a modern person knows of it - meaning that the shock ending is completely expected.

That said, this is a short book, it is a tight book and it is a very well written book. Jekyll himself is a little weakly drawn but Hyde, in his undefinable wrong-ness is brilliantly told.

Brilliant also is Mr Utterson, a character who is ostensibly a boring man, but such a well drawn boring man that he is not boring.

I was also extremely intrigued in how Jekyll is normal Jekyll but Hyde is pure evil Jekyll - and that Hyde grows stronger with each evil act, taking over Jekyll completely. It is a very mature and grown up horror, the horror of becoming someone you hate (and the horror of the slight attraction of doing so).

So, a small book but a lot to reflect on.

5
Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

At first, ‘Little Women’ reminded me a great deal of Sarah Fielding’s ‘The Governess’. It was about an enclosed environment with a number of girls with very clear and different personalities learning life lessons from a benevolent elder woman - And this was very pleasing, I enjoyed ‘The Governess’ immensely.

As the book continued, especially in the second half, a larger through-story developed and with that the characters. I liked the people in the book a lot, especially the girls and I liked watching them change and grow up.

There is a sweetness and warmth to the book, which makes it a very cosy place to be. Even with the threats of illness and poverty, there was an essential ‘niceness’ to the people that made spending time with them something I looked forward to. That said - my copy did not include ‘Good Wives’, where tragedy gets closer to the March family. 

I really enjoyed the differentiation in the girls - and how when we were shown something they had written, be it a family magazine or letters, it was possible to tell immediately which family member it came from. I also enjoyed the insights into how notions of girlhood and womanhood played out. I have read people saying that it is reactionary, I would disagree and say that although the outlook is conservative, it does tease and question the artificial limitations put on women - particularly in the case of Jo.

One of the contenders for the Oxford Dictionaries’ word of the year was ‘hygge’ - a Danish word for cosiness (that I am lead to understand is never properly translated into English). This book gave me a very real sense of what hygge might be. 

4
The Natural History of the the Unicorn by Chris Lavers

I loved this book. 

What makes it fascinating is that it is not really a history of the unicorn, it is the history of knowledge and its creation, dissemination and manipulation through the centuries with the unicorn as representative of all brand of knowledge. It’s like a full-length expansion of TH White’s wonderful final chapter in his Book of Beasts.

There is a cast of liars, fabulists, genuine knowledge-gatherers and single-minded allegory hunters - each different place and person touching the unicorn legend and taking it somewhere else. ‘In reality, the beast dissolves into the globe-encircling milieu of human imaginings’ - which is just where the unicorn should be.

My favourite aspect of the book was when it doubled back on itself, where legends, informed by certain creatures led people to re-find those creatures in search of the legend. It could be a disappointment that the unicorn doesn’t evolve from one creature but I much prefer the hodgepodge figure that is drawn out here, which has ‘blossomed with the aid of real animals…’ including ‘…an ape’s runaway brain.’

Much of the writing is sardonically funny and I laughed at this book a great many more times than I was expecting to. Other people who describe this book as dry, academic or hard to read must have read a different book because I found this a constant delight.

My main criticism would be that the light tone of the book sometimes undercuts the authority with which other parts of the book are delivered, (see his explanation of the enlightenment).

3
The Song of Roland by an Anonymous Author (translated by Leonard Bacon)

Another book I have given a full review to. Although it is almost a year later, there are parts of this book I go back to in my head and just smile. It’s a gorgeously goofy bit of excessive valour and knightly enterprise - and it’s short. I can’t recommend this more.




2
Love in Excess by Eliza Haywood

The Eighteenth Century book that most deserves a bit more attention. 

It starts slow but by the time that third volume comes, excess has built on excess and we all have a lovely time.


1
The Song of King Gesar by Alai

This is an abridgement and translation of a Chinese novel in which about 70% is an abridgement and translation of a Tibetan epic…that’s a lot of filters.

But King Gesar was still pretty typical national myth stuff. A God is born human to fight the demons and struggles with humanity - plus magic, fighting and betrayal. King Gesar and King Arthur essentially walk the same path.

What made it really interesting was the Buddhist take on it all. That the Supreme Being assigns different religions to different regions, that people are re-incarnated (Gesar was was a God, but the God was once a demon).

I was also intrigued about what a dick Gesar is. Khrothrung, the big bad uncle, is de-fanged by everyone knowing he is bad, so most of Gesar’s problems come from the avoiding of his responsibility. Instead of fighting monsters, he hides in a tent or goes to a lend of monsters and has a lovely time with a witch or generally sulks. Gesar is only heroic at times and is mostly heroic because he is forced to or shamed into it by various floating deities.

Within the book, the King Gesar tale is revealed and told to a shepherd, who wanders about Tibet and learns his storytelling skills, searching for the locations of the story and occasionally being visited by the ghost of Gesar. I enjoyed how he was chosen to sing the song due to his likeness to the Anancy-esque character in Tibetan literature. 

I also enjoyed how the introduction of the storyteller character allowed the author to comment on how retelling and re-understanding the Gesar story changes because it’s an oral story - whereas a written story can be questioned and challenged with the original of the story remaining unchanged in its written form but lacks the ability to evolve with the people.

All in all, it’s an interesting introduction to a set of myths and stories I knew nothing about.




That’s it for 2016 in reading, let’s see what 2017 brings….

(Well actually, I just read a novel where everyone is a bee and am starting Candide, so that’s how it starts).


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