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The Lacuna: A Novel | 
| Author: Barbara Kingsolver Publisher: Harper
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ISBN: 0060852577 Dewey Decimal Number: 813.54 EAN: 9780060852573 ASIN: 0060852577
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In her most accomplished novel, Barbara Kingsolver takes us on an epic journey from the Mexico City of artists Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo to the America of Pearl Harbor, FDR, and J. Edgar Hoover. The Lacuna is a poignant story of a man pulled between two nations as they invent their modern identities. Born in the United States, reared in a series of provisional households in Mexico—from a coastal island jungle to 1930s Mexico City—Harrison Shepherd finds precarious shelter but no sense of home on his thrilling odyssey. Life is whatever he learns from housekeepers who put him to work in the kitchen, errands he runs in the streets, and one fateful day, by mixing plaster for famed Mexican muralist Diego Rivera. He discovers a passion for Aztec history and meets the exotic, imperious artist Frida Kahlo, who will become his lifelong friend. When he goes to work for Lev Trotsky, an exiled political leader fighting for his life, Shepherd inadvertently casts his lot with art and revolution, newspaper headlines and howling gossip, and a risk of terrible violence. Meanwhile, to the north, the United States will soon be caught up in the internationalist goodwill of World War II. There in the land of his birth, Shepherd believes he might remake himself in America's hopeful image and claim a voice of his own. He finds support from an unlikely kindred soul, his stenographer, Mrs. Brown, who will be far more valuable to her employer than he could ever know. Through darkening years, political winds continue to toss him between north and south in a plot that turns many times on the unspeakable breach—the lacuna—between truth and public presumption. With deeply compelling characters, a vivid sense of place, and a clear grasp of how history and public opinion can shape a life, Barbara Kingsolver has created an unforgettable portrait of the artist—and of art itself. The Lacuna is a rich and daring work of literature, establishing its author as one of the most provocative and important of her time.
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A Weighty Brilliance November 24, 2009 Daniel Murphy (Redmond, OR USA) Lacuna: A space where something has been omitted or come out; a gap; a missing portion in a manuscript, text, etc.; a small pool. Question: In which sense does Barbara Kingsolver, intend the word to be understood? Answer: We're talking about Kingsolver here, America's unsurpassed master of the written word: the answer is ALL of the above.
Lacuna, Kingsolver's first novel since The Prodigal Summer in 2000, is dissimilar to any of her previous works. Told almost exclusively in journal entries, letters, news clips, Lacuna covers the life of Harrison Shepherd from 1929 to 1951. Harrison is the son of a Mexican mother whose mission in life is to find wealthy paramours, and an American bureaucrat who successfully manages to keep his involvement with his son to a minimum. Along the way we meet Mexican painter Frida Kahlo, her on again off again husband Diego Rivera (the famous muralist), and fugitive Communist Leon Trotsky. Lacuna's tale of Harrison Shepherd begins and ends in Mexico, but between these bookends is an extended stay in Asheville, North Carolina.
A New York Times reviewer calls Lacuna a "capacious novel". This is a bit of an understatement. The book is so rich in themes and undertones that any reviewer attempting to cover them is doomed from the get go. Kingsolver fans that are used to the short, nimble novels of her early years, or the larger but well-paced tempos of the Poisonwood Bible and The Prodigal Summer, may find themselves disconcerted by Lacuna. The C5A (and subsequent variations) is the largest cargo plane used in the U.S. Lacuna is a literary C5A: heavily freighted, it lumbers down a lengthy runway, gains altitude slowly, but eventually achieves notable speed and altitude. Why climb on board this jumbo novel? Because it is carrying a uniquely valuable and rare cargo, is the best reason.
Kingsolver has never been a shrinking violet. Her previous novels have delved into themes that cause apoplexy amongst the Limbaughs, Hannitys, and Becks of the world. Lacuna is different only in that what Kingsolver chooses to explore doesn't strike a nerve, it goes after the spinal cord. Rich in themes, amongst them are included U.S. economic hegemony, the politics of artistic expression, the potential oppressiveness of religion, gay rights, the prudishness of American social conventions, Lacuna shines light with withering intensity on two related, but not identical themes. The first is the vast American lack of insight into the origin of Communism, and the American failure to distinguish between a political ideology and the horrendous results of that ideology being co-opted by the likes of Stalin, Mao, and dozens of smaller statured dictator tyrants. The second theme Kingsolver explores, including liberal use of actual documents from the 40's and 50's, is American willingness to abandon civil liberties in the face of perceived threat. Eric Holder, the current U.S. attorney general, got himself in very hot water by calling Americans cowards on the subject of racism (he has subsequently stated that he regrets his choice of words). Kingsolver doesn't use the word cowardly (that I recall) in Lacuna, but cowards do dwell amongst her pages...as does as least one hero, a woman with the unlikely name of Violet Brown.
What may sustain the reader as this heavily laden novel reaches altitude is, of course, Barbara Kingsolver's astounding skill with the English language. Describing the magnificent Mayan ruins in Mexico, Kingsolver is contemplative: "Behind us, the temples stood in the strange yellow light with rain darkening their stone pate, dissolving their limestone one particle at a time, carrying off the day's measure of history." Kingsolver thinking about history: "What we end up calling history is a kind of knife, slicing down through time. A few people are hard enough to bend its edge. But most won't even stand close to the blade." It was a dark and stormy day becomes "The gray mass of a storm sat on the mountains to the west, waiting like a predator. In the afternoon, it pounced, drenching the view and washing the brilliant leaves into matted sop in the road".
Lacuna: a gap, a missing portion in the manuscript, or story. Lacuna, the novel, is a potent exploration of a lacuna of American history: the poorly explored era in which many (by no means all) Americans stayed as far away from the edge of the knife of history as possible, allowing that knife to cut down authors, congressmen, actors, Jews, homosexuals, teachers, and all manner of civil servants under the guise of "un-American activities".
Kingsolver is no stranger to being accused of lacking patriotism. Though this does her tremendous injustice, in one sense the accusations are correct. Patriotism is by definition a professed loyalty to the fatherland. Kingsolver is less a patriot than a matriot, profoundly matriotic in her desires for America. Patriots trumpet military defense, closed borders, traditional (and often exclusive) values. Kingsolver, in counterpoint, calls for inclusiveness, civil liberty, exchanging nationalism for cooperation amongst nations, and an enthusiastic embrace of diversity of thought, art, and personal choice. Lacuna is a matriotic manifesto, controversial and proud.
What's Missing? A good read. November 24, 2009 Brad Averill (Eugene, Oregon United States) 3 out of 4 found this review helpful
I won't bore you with another recapitulation of the story. That has been done a dozen times in Amazon reviews. I will just leave you with my feelings about the book. Disappointed. That sums it up. I have read a number of other Kingsolver books, among them Animal Dreams, Poisonwood Bible and Prodigal Summer. All were engaging, engrossing stories. Not this one. I see that a number of people who, like me, give this book two stars feel compelled to say it is well written. Not really. Yes, Kingsolver composes English sentences with subject, verb and object. Usually. Yes, I didn't notice any spelling or grammatical errors. But it takes a whole lot more than this to make a book well written. The plot must be engaging, absorbing. After 50 pages, you should feel that you cannot wait to read the next page, or 50 pages. Instead, this is a slow slog. Kingsolver seems to think that literary technique makes up for boredom. It doesn't. The book, finally, around page 400 begins to engage the reader. By that time, the fictional author's journals are not the core of the book. Fictional newspaper clippings (as well as some real ones) replace the journal. The fictional author's secretary writes the last 20 or 30 pages. Both are much more engaging than the journals of the lead character. His journals reveal someone boringly neurotic. It is hard to believe someone so boring could actually be a best-selling author, as the book postulates. No, I haven't used the fictional character's name - because he doesn't really seem like a real person. And, unfortunately, the last 50 pages cannot rescue the first 450. Sorry, this one is just not that good. Try Poisonwood Bible or Prodigal Summer instead. Those are masterful.
I don't get this book November 23, 2009 HSIN-YI CHEN (Los Angeles, CA) 2 out of 2 found this review helpful
I'm sorry but I really don't get this book. I found it very difficult to get through and little connection there. And yes, like the other reviewers who didn't find this book appealing said, the author is being didatic and self-serving in preaching what she believes. I felt the same way in her "Animal, Vegetable and Miracle" and I thought Lacuna might be different. Turned out I'm wrong. I'm sure she's an excellent wrinter and all, but just not one of her fans. And I think we are all connected to a book in a different ways and nothing wrong in voicing out different opinions/reviews.
Worth the Wait November 22, 2009 Alan L. Chase (Boston, MA) 1 out of 1 found this review helpful
Barbara Kingsolver burst upon the literary scene with her bestselling "The Poisonwood Bible." That novel told a tawdry tale of missionary zeal run amok. "The Lacuna" is her long-awaited first novel in nine years. It is well worth the wait. Using dual narrative voices - a young male protagonist and his female amanuensis - Kingsolver weaves a saga that travels between Mexico and the United States. Harrison William Shepherd is a young man and aspiring writer who is trapped between two worlds - caught in a series of "lacunae" or empty spaces fashioned from his peculiar lineage as the son of an American father and Mexican mother.
A literal lacuna that leads to a cove hidden with a coral reef on the Yucatan shore stands as a metaphor for the many relational lacunae that serve as potholes in the bumpy road that is Sheperd path in life. As he matures and interacts with a fascinating variety of colorful men and women, he wrestles with his identity and destiny. Lev Trotsky in exile in Mexico appears on the scene, and impacts the arc of Shepherd's life. Years later, that encounter with the Russian revolutionary eventually causes the writer to run afoul of the House Un-American Activities Committee and McCarthyism at its most virulent.
Kingsolver, in her inimitable style, exposes the excesses of Anti-communism in Joe McCarthy's America in much the same way that she revealed the ugly underbelly of ill-conceived missionary activity in Africa. She offers her expose, not by preaching at the readers, but by leading them through the series of lacunae - the negative spaces - that define Shepherd's journey through life on both sides of the Rio Grande.
I loved this book, and will be recommending it to many friends.
Enjoy!
Al
So disappointed November 22, 2009 A. Martin (Lyon France) 4 out of 6 found this review helpful
I have always loved Barbara's Kingsolver's books for their many-dimensioned characters, their luscious descriptions of nature, the humor and the tenderness. This book seems to have been written to educate me, definitely not to entertain me. I know about the shame of U.S. history but this book is too one-sided. I suppose it's well-written but I prefer good writing to be more subtle - the objective shouldn't be that I notice how well-written it is but rather what a good story it is. All in all, I regret buying the book - a pity, I always thought Kingsolver was a writer I could count on.
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