Tuesday, January 3, 2012


Big Fat Love

By Peter Sheridan

Philo is a wonderful, fun, fat heroine, trying to make a new start for herself and her children by escaping an abusive marriage. And in the process she builds new relationships for others. Peter Sheridan’s character is so appealing, positive and life-affirming, one would almost miss the whole point of her own childhood trauma. A great Irish adventure that shows the wolves in their true clothing and heroism of little girls who don’t give up.

Star of the Sea

By Joseph O’Connor

At the beginning of the film, “Gangs of New York”, I thought, “Who could have written such bleakly cruel science-fiction?” But the reality of human cruelty is always more shocking than any fiction. “Star of the Sea” is an incredible, epic, unputdownable story of the potato famine in Ireland and attempts of thousands of people to survive by immigrating to America.

Ironically, I read this novel just after watching the film “A Beautiful Country” about the modern day horrors of emigrants fleeing Asia – stuck in steerage, dying of dysentery, typhoid and malnutrition. So in over a hundred years basically nothing has changed – only nationalities.

O’Connor has the intimate warmth of the old-fashioned storyteller sharing anecdotes at the fireside and this makes the horror of mass starvation unavoidable. The families in the story are not good or evil cardboard cutouts, but complex, irritating and admirable. And the images that are painted are so vivid, they remain long after the last sentence has been read. For example:

“I saw one elderly woman, little more than an agglomeration of rags, barely gain the gangplank only to die on the foredeck. Her children beseeched the Captain to take her to America anyway. No means were available to pay for her burial but they could not support the shame of dumping her body on the wharf. Her aged and crippled husband was lying on the quayside, too afflicted by famine fever to be able for the journey, a few hours short from death himself. He could not be asked to witness that sight as one of his last sights on earth.”

And…

“In one doorway an artist has been seated at an easel, trying to draw whatever was happening inside. A middle-aged Corkman, he had been commissioned by a London newspaper to go to Connemara and make pictures of the Famine. He was weeping very quietly as he tried to draw…This was not happening in Africa or India but in the wealthiest kingdom on the face of the earth…Nothing had prepared him for it: the fact of famine. The trench-graves and screams. The hillocks of corpses. The stench of death on the tiny roads.”

But what makes the novel so powerful is its focus on the major characters – the criminal, the aristocrat, the maidservant. They are touching and overwhelming. A stunning piece of work.