by Julia Kuttner
Full Dark, No Stars, by Stephen King
Stephen King needs no introduction. Some of his more fulsome admirers have likened him to a modern-day Dickens, which is certainly true regarding his output; fans can expect a new novel every year, faithfully arriving regardless of adverse personal circumstance (he had a near-fatal accident one year) and world calamity. It would no longer be politic to say that he is reliable as the weather, given the current apocalyptic floods occurring world-wide, but you can certainly set your clock by his ability to churn out yet another best-seller. Having said that, Mr. King’s novels, while not all of a high standard, are ALWAYS wonderfully readable, having just that right blend of the ordinary and macabre which never fails to make the hair rise on the back of the neck most pleasurably. He says that he has always been interested in exploring the reaction of ordinary people to extraordinary events, and this is never more ably demonstrated than in his latest collection of four novellas, all dealing with themes of retribution: the first is called ‘1922’, the year that a husband hates his wife so much that he plans what he hopes is her perfect murder, only to snare his son into being his accomplice with tragic results; ‘Big Driver’ is a cautionary tale of what happens to a lady novelist who accepts an offer of help to change her flat tire on a road to nowhere; ‘Fair Extension’ recounts the bargain a desperate and dying man makes with a stranger when he reveals to himself as well as the stranger that he hates and despises his so-called best friend; and ‘Good Marriage’, demonstrates that the true love between two decent people changes irrevocably when large sums of money are involved – and decency flies out the window, too. Yes, Mr. King has done it again, producing the cleverly plotted page-turner that I always expect of him: entertaining, readable, reliable: yep, that’s him!
Agaat, by Marlene Van Niekerk
Here is a story of South Africa, that wild, cruel, beautiful land, written by an Afrikaner woman about Afrikaners in the 50’s and 60’s and beyond. It is the story of a childless white woman, Milla De Wet, who is trapped in an unhappy marriage with her husband Jak, righteous upholder of Boer ideals and utterly convinced of white supremacy over his brown farm labourers: ‘Give a Hotnot your thumb and he’ll take your arm!’ Milla is lonely, unfulfilled and severely disillusioned with her young handsome husband; he’s not happy with her either, or his life on her inherited family farm. He beats and belittles her constantly. She sees as her salvation the adoption of a little coloured girl from her mother’s farm; Agaat has been ill-treated and abused nearly to death: Milla sees her rescue of the child as an excellent act of charity, a way of proving (especially to her forbidding old Boer mother and Jak) that she can be the perfect Christian, dispensing love and kindness to the needy and less fortunate, and a wonderful surrogate mother to the child who is not hers – and the wrong colour. The inevitable happens. Loving bonds are formed, then broken – her husband is jealous of the new-found affection Milla has for her little charge and decrees that Agaat must be trained and treated as a servant - then a miracle occurs: after many years Milla is finally pregnant, but after the birth of the longed-for son, Agaat is jettisoned, exiled to an outside room ; her favoured status is over.
Ms. Van Niekerk has created a master work; her characters are unforgettable: Milla, finding out that the Road to Hell is truly Paved with her Good Intentions; Jak, weak, willful, cruel and frightened; Agaat, relentlessly intelligent, bitter, and most efficiently vengeful; and Jakkie, the beloved son whom all three desperately adore, the New Afrikaner outraged by the injustices perpetrated by a Dutch God and his Dutch Disciples against the People of the Land. This is such a powerful work that it deserves to be seen as one of the classics of early 21st century literature – Ms Van Niekerk makes her prose sing, evoking images painful, cruel, stark and despairing, then bathing the reader in balm and beauty: I salute her. FIVE STARS.
My Architect, a film by Nathaniel Kahn DVD
Louis Kahn, internationally renowned American Architect, died of a heart attack in Penn Station, New York in 1976, aged 74. He had just returned from India, and because he had insufficient identification on him his body was unclaimed for three days. He had also been declared bankrupt, owing half a million dollars at the time of his death and he had two mistresses, each with a child to him – and a wife of many years at home.
This academy award nominated documentary was made by his son Nathaniel, only eleven years old at the time of Kahn’s death, and convinced at that time that his father would eventually come to live with he and his mother: indeed, it was a conviction that his mother never lost and twenty-six years later she still states her unshakeable belief in the happily-ever-after to her skeptical son. Regardless, Nathaniel has made an absorbing film in his attempts to unravel the mystery that was his father. He interviews Lou’s great contemporaries , I. M. Pei, Frank Gehry, Philip Johnson et al, all of whom had the greatest respect for his work and we are taken on a world tour of stunning monuments to Kahn’s genius, but most of all, this beautiful little film is a loving and respectful tribute to his ‘once-a-week’ Dad, and an honest attempt to understand and appreciate the enigma that was his father. Highly recommended.
My Life as a Dog, a film by Lasse Hallström DVD
This classic little Swedish movie was made in the 80’s but it has lost none of its impact; nothing is dated – the world according to adolescents is still unexplored, wondrous – and frightening. 12 year-old Ingmar and his older brother can no longer live with their beloved mother; she is very ill. Older brother goes to their Granny and Ingmar is sent to his uncle in a little town a long train ride away. He is forced to leave his beloved little dog behind but is assured it will be taken care of: that is the first betrayal. Despite missing his pet terribly, Ingmar makes friends easily, and looks forward to going back to live with his mum and ‘making her laugh again’ when she is better. The trouble is – well, Mum doesn’t get better and Ingmar and his brother are forced to learn some of life’s very hard lessons whether they want to or not. Lasse Hallström directs and guides his actors effortlessly through low comedy and high drama and all his actors respond accordingly, especially Ingmar – he is a delight: I can’t believe that this wonderful child will now be getting on to forty; he will always be twelve to me, mischievous, poignant and funny. Be warned (those who don’t like them!) there are subtitles, but they will be secondary after the very first scene. What a beaut little movie!