GREAT READS FOR MAY, 2015
The Rosie Project, and The Rosie Effect, by Graeme Simsion
True to form, I read these
books long after everyone else did; once
again I ask myself: ‘where have I been
all my life?!’
Anyway.
I finally obeyed the exhortations of everyone at
our library – and word-of-mouth recommendations are the very best kind – to
catch up with the millions who made both books runaway bestsellers, and I am so
pleased to say that all the praise was neither extravagant nor misguided: Don Tillman, professor of Genetics at a
prestigious Melbourne university is an unforgettable protagonist, an unlikely
hero who applies relentless, scientific logic to every situation – until he
meets Rosie Jarman, a woman who is his exact opposite.
Don’s life is entirely under control. He has worked very hard at making it so,
because that is the only way that he can function efficiently: his day is ruthlessly compartmentalised to
the extent of allowing an exact amount of time for sleeping, (7hours, 13
seconds for optimum function during daytime hours) exercising (jogging, biking,
taekwondo and karate) a standardised meal routine for every day of the week
(thus eliminating indecision when grocery shopping – also on a particular day),
and the pleasurable consumption of alcohol – which seems to be the one thing he
feels free to indulge in without
regimentation.
Don accepts that his behaviour is regarded as ‘not
average’; he knows he is ‘wired
differently’ as are so many brilliant people who hover somewhere on the autism
spectrum, but he has made a life for himself, of a sort, and takes comfort and
solace from his little rituals – but … but he is lonely. He needs a woman’s passion, companionship and
love but has no idea how to achieve what even the meanest person enjoys without
any apparent effort. Human relationships
are a mystery to him. Until his
colleague and very best friend (his only friend) Gene introduces him to Rosie,
a free spirit par excellence who,
predictably, is singularly unimpressed with him as a person: she just wants his help to find her
biological father – he is a geneticist after all, so he should have a few ideas
how to get her mum’s lover’s DNA.
Despite the apparent futility of the task, this is the
kind of problem that Don’s single-minded logic delights in, and Mr Simsion
ensures that Don charms his way into readers’ hearts (and Rosie’s) with a
perfect mix of humour, wisdom and great characterisations which continue in the
sequel with no loss of pace, comic situations and the myriad ways ordinary
people react to Don’s otherness.
Don and Rosie marry at the end of Book One and embark on
their married life in New York, where Don has accepted a visiting professorship
at prestigious Columbia School of Medicine;
Rosie is in the throes of finishing her studies for her medical degree
AND Phd (she’s pretty smart, this girl):
life is good, even though Don’s rituals have been either disrupted or
dispensed with entirely by the fact of having to live with and defer to another
person. His life is a daily hair-raising
adventure of hours without comforting routine;
knife-edge suspense as plans are changed on a whim by the mercurial
Rosie – but he loves her: he is
tremulously happy with his new existence, ‘and now has six friends’, more than
he has ever had in his whole life.
Until Rosie announces one day: ‘we’re pregnant.’
Don’s efforts to make sense of his new role as father of
Bud (baby under development) and thoughtful, considerate and caring partner to
the expectant mother whose hormones are in an uproar are beautifully recounted
by Mr Simsion, who writes so convincingly that even Don’s most outrageous
mistakes clearly illustrate his ‘not average’ state of mind. Don’s six new friends are people we’d love to
have as friends ourselves, and I have to say – as I am sure everyone else did
who has read these fine books – I’m sorry to have finished them: it is not every day that one finds the
perfect combination of laugh-out-loud humour and wonderfully endearing
characters who solve big, life-changing problems by unusual means. Highly recommended.
Swimming
in the Dark, by Paddy Richardson.
The
South Island town of Alexandra is a prosperous gateway to some of New Zealand’s
most majestic scenery; it has plenty of
tourist traffic to afford its shops lots of sales; its fruit orchards are famous countrywide,
and it is home to flourishing vineyards.
But, like its climate (baking hot in summer and fearfully cold in
winter) there are extremes in economic circumstances for its inhabitants,
especially for 15 year old Serena Freeman, youngest child of the local ‘good
sort’, a woman known for her lack of taste – and sense – when it comes to
choosing lovers, especially as many of them are married. She has made a mess of her life and her five
children have suffered for it;
nonetheless Mum does not see that their circumstances are her
fault: life has just been against her,
that’s all.
Serena
is a bright child, eager to get a good education so that she can leave
Alexandra and her failing family – after all, that’s what her elder sister
Lynnie did: she now has a good job in
Wellington and an apartment and a boyfriend and, and everything! Surely these good things could happen to her
too?
She
works hard at her education to this end, and is fortunate to have a wonderful
teacher who sees her potential and gives her every encouragement – until
someone she thought was a pillar of society, a person everyone could go to in
times of trouble – proves that there is no-one, no-one she can trust to provide the friendship, let alone
honourable behaviour that she needs:
Serena, still a child, is confronted with insoluble adult problems.
Until
she is given temporary shelter by her teacher, Ilse Klein, a German woman who
emigrated with her parents from East Germany twenty years before. Ilse’s father has died and she and her mother
Gerda live quietly, unobtrusively – not exactly recluses, but not encouraging
of the usual backslapping kiwi mateship.
Her father managed that better than she;
notwithstanding, Ilse and her mother are happy to have the peace of ‘one
day exactly like the one before it’, for they have known the terrible attention
of the State Police, the Stasi, and the evil that was perpetrated upon them and
so many others in the name of ‘safeguarding the welfare and interests of all
citizens of the GDR.’
Ms
Richardson has constructed a nail-biting thriller on many levels: Serena, who has temporary safety with Ilse
and Gerda is still not out of the woods;
more danger lurks, and Linnie has arrived in Alexandra to search for her
sister (after a reluctant summons from mum, who is not as worried by Serena’s
absence as she should be), complicating the Klein’s efforts to keep Serena
hidden. It would be a shame to reveal
more of the plot (no spoilers here!), suffice it to say that Ms Richardson’s
writing is so fine that she can convince her readers utterly of the justice of
the homicidal intent of a woman who will kill – and enjoy it – to protect her
loved ones.
My
only criticism of this mighty little story is that, just when Serena is at her
most vulnerable (my nails were in a state!) Ms Richardson suddenly switches the
action to a flashback to Gerda’s life of twenty years before in Leipzig –
beautifully, evocatively told and vital for the reader to understand her as a
character – but did it have to be right
then? It seemed like ages before we
returned to Serena and current danger.
Important as it was, Gerda’s story felt out of sequence. Having said that, I don’t know where else Ms
Richardson could have inserted it, so I should just zip the lip and recommend
‘Swimming in the Dark’ as a top-notch New Zealand thriller. Woo hoo!
Kiwis rule!
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