Murdoch’s Booker winner begins as
a memoir of a retired actor, Charles Arrowby, who has moved from London to live
by the coast. He records his daily
life, including his particular simple
style of eating, and reflects on times and people
past. This gives the foundation on
which to build the plot that unfolds which is based around
the discovery of his childhood sweetheart, who had disappeared
from his life, is living in the coastal village with her husband. There ensues an almost farce-like
storyline with various old friends of Charles turning up with larger than life
characters who partake in the drama that unfolds. However, there is a sinister undertone touching on domestic
abuse within the marriage. Charles
therefore
feels as though he is rescuing her when he kidnaps her but it is
all rather uncomfortable as she doesn’t want to be rescued.
Murdoch’s descriptions and depictions of
the setting and the characters are excellent and have great immediacy. However, I did find the internal
dialogue of Charles and his introspections rather self-indulgent and they
become rather tiresome. His
deliberations are extensive and lead to confusion and questionable decisions
and conclusions which lead to further complications. The relationships between the various characters are rather
dysfunctional and far from conventional, with all of the marriages being
seemingly unhappy due to affairs and occurrences. There seems a underlying message that one can never truly know
another person, echoing Shakespeare’s “All the world’s a stage”,
heightened by the fact that many of the book’s characters are “players” by
profession and they seem to thrive on the intrigue created by the various
dramas.
The sense of unknowing is highlighted by a
theme of spirituality running through the novel as Charles’ cousin has Buddhist
beliefs and there are various unexplained phenomena that occur in the course of the
story. Moreover, there is
significant interaction between the characters and nature,
demonstrated by the behaviour and sounds of the sea and the impact of the weather
which seems to influence events.
There were really enjoyable elements to
this book, with anticipation built up about what was going to happen next. However, these positive aspects were
diluted somewhat by the endless internal monologue of the protagonist. However, I am looking forward to
reading other books by Iris Murdoch, which includes a copy of ‘The Bell’ which
I’ve had in my ‘To Read’ pile for a while… Not long now before I am unleashed upon literature beyond
the realm of the Bookers…!
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