Fall on Your Knees, by Ann-Marie MacDonald

I think I first read Fall on Your Knees (Knopf Canada, 1996) in my third year of university, after I’d picked up the book at a used book sale. I must have recognized the title, since I scooped it without much of a thought, and when I returned home discovered that the copy had been signed. $3 well spent. And when I actually sat down to read the book, the experience mirrored the book’s purchase: I quickly discovered that I was reading something of far more value than I had initially anticipated. I was absorbed, enchanted, utterly devastated. In fact, this is the book that can be attributed with changing negative attitude in regard to all books with a maple leaf stamped on the spine.

This modern gothic saga begins with an inauspicious wedding between young James and Materia, his child bride; a misguided pairing that will result in several children and omipresent misfortune. This tale of familial strife is set against a vast historical and geographic backdrop: in its approximately forty year span, the novel contains both World Wars, the Depression and the Roaring twenties, the Spanish Influenza and Prohibition, depicting these larger historical events alongside the everyday struggles of [...]

The Giller Shortlist

It’s that time of year again, and the Giller Prize shortlist was released today. The 5 who survived the cut:

• Kim Echlin, The Disappeared, Hamish Hamilton Canada

• Annabel Lyon, The Golden Mean, Random House of Canada

• Linden MacIntyre, The Bishop’s Man, Random House of Canada

• Colin McAdam, Fall, Hamish Hamilton Canada

• Anne Michaels, The Winter Vault, McClelland & Stewart

You can read what the jury’s comments on each book on the official site.

There’s a predictably big hoopla over Peggy not making the cut, however, my knee jerk reaction is “Big deal.” She’s seen a lot of glory. She’ll likely see more, and I doubt she needs the book sales or the accolades.

I’ve read two of these books already, though unfortunately I’ve only reviewed The Winter Vault, as I foolishly returned The Disappeared to the library before I wrote the review. I haven’t decided whether I’ll read them all Canada Reads-style, because at the moment, I’m not really feeling like a prescribed reading regimen. If you’re feeling like a good comparative analysis, check out Steven Beattie’s at That Shakespearean Rag, which promises “weeping and gnashing of teeth are sure to follow.”

Any predictions? Favourite so far?

Barney's Version, by Mordecai Richler

Winner of the Stephen Leacock Award for Humour, The 1998 Commonwealth Writers Prize and the Giller prize, I had some pretty high expectations for Barney’s Version – and I am happy to say they were met, if not exceeded.  With his trademark acerbic wit, Richler has created an intolerant, cantankerous, curmudgeonly old man that is one of the most enjoyable characters I’ve ever read. Throw in the wicked delight of Richler skewering the arts in Canada, autobiographies, feminists, artists, nationalism, les Quebecois and numerous other things, sporting an amused grimace is pretty much unavoidable.

Following the publication of an old friend’s book in which he is not only ruthlessly skewered, but accused of murder, Barney Panofsky feels a need to clear his not-so-good name.  Consequently, he sets out his life story (Barney’s Version), recounting his time among the intelligentsia of Paris in the 1950s (and his first marriage), his return to Montreal and success as a producer of terrible Canadian television (and his second marriage), and lastly, his discovery of his true love, Miriam  (and his last marriage.)

But as Barney grows older and struggles to remember the names of the seven dwarfs or the name of a spaghetti strainer, the novel’s [...]

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