Sometimes it surprises me how the books popular in the blogosphere aren’t always the same ones as in the real world. I’ve only ever seen The Psychopath Test on one blog (Katie’s Book Blog – click here for her review) but when I went into the library the other day, they had seven shiny new copies on the New Release shelf. Not only that, but they were one-week-loan only, presumably because they’re just that in demand. I reserved my copy because I didn’t realise just how many would be in stock!
I first saw this book years and years ago in Borders when I was about fourteen. I was attracted to it by the odd sideways layout (that I can’t seem to find a picture of) but then promptly forgot about it until last week when I came across it in the library. Not only was I pleased to see it, I’m the first person ever to check it out which is always a tiny thrill.
Continuing with my apparent crazy-person reading stint (see The Swan Thieves), this is the first book I yanked out of my huge library pile. But hey, apparently crazy works for me, because I adored this novel.
From Amazon – ‘Twenty-four-year-old Veronika seems to have everything — youth and beauty, boyfriends and a loving family, a fulfilling job. But something is missing in her life. So, one cold November morning Veronika decides to die. She takes a handful of sleeping pills expecting never to wake up. But she does — at a mental hospital where she is told that she has only days to live.’
By the end of the second page, I was hooked and knew that I’d be going out and buying my own copy. It begins with Veronika consuming four packets of sleeping pills and musing on a magazine article she has read about Slovenia as she calmly waits to die. That particular scene is poignant, moving and chatty yet formal. The title sums up her frame of mind clearly – Veronika has decided to die. She is not manic, crazy or passionate, but has come to the logical, quiet conclusion that she does not wish to live any longer.
She regains consciousness in Villette, a mental hospital. Here she is told by Dr Igor that her drug-induced coma has damaged her heart and she only has days to live, a concept she feels no slight sense of victory in hearing. As Veronika goes through the motions of life in Villette, she slowly comes to realise that every second of existence is a choice we all make between living and dying. Unfortunately for someone in Veronika’s position, that realisation is somewhat redundant.
As I worked my way slowly through the book, I had to keep stopping and staring into space to process what I’d read. It’s so moving but also accessible at the same time. As a manic depressive myself, I really appreciated how her feelings were accurately portrayed – Veronika doesn’t come across as weak or needy, just a person with an illness receiving treatment.
Apparently there’s a film with Sarah Michelle Gellar as Veronika, so I might have to look that up in a few days. It must have been quite a difficult book to transfer to film, so I can’t wait to see how they’ve done it.
I’ve only given this four out of five stars, despite by definite intention to read and reread this book until the pages fall out. That’s only because I didn’t like the ending, well-written though it may have been. I know that that’s a fault of mine not Mr. Coelho’s, but hey… deal with it 🙂
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
I wasn’t sure what to expect from this book really – I bought it almost exactly a year ago because I enjoyed Elizabeth Kostova’s previous novel, but then it got shoved to the bottom of my TBR pile and was promptly forgotten about. Because of the time lapse and the almost blank cover, I’d even forgotten what it was meant to be about.
The cover says that – ‘Psychiatrist Andrew Marlowe has a perfectly ordered life. Solitary, perhaps, but full of devotion to his profession and the painting hobby he loves. This order is destroyed when renowned painter Robert Oliver attacks a canvas in the National Gallery of Art and becomes his patient. Desperate to understand the secret that torments this genius, Marlowe embarks on a journey that leads him into the lives of the women closest to Oliver and a tragedy at the heart of French Impressionism. Kostova’s masterful new novel travels from American cities to the coast of Normandy; from the late nineteenth century to the late twentieth, from young love to last love. The Swan Thieves is a story of obsession, history’s losses, and the power of art to preserve hope.’
Now that I’ve finished the book, I think it’s actually very different from how the blurb makes it sound. I was half-expecting a Da Vinci Code-esque novel where Andrew Marlowe runs around uncovering various secrets behind paintings etc etc. The actual novel is more… well, domestic than that. He’s not getting anywhere with trying to talk to his patient and find out why he attacked a painting in the National Gallery, so he visits the two women in Robert Oliver’s life and they recount the stories of their troubled relationships with Robert.
Because it’s basically Person A talking about Person B to Person C, the consequence is that all the characters seeming a little flat, even Andrew Marlowe who the narrative follows. This isn’t through Kostova’s lack of trying as every single character is described frequently in meticulous detail; they just don’t seem to jump off the page. They’re just unrealistic. Andrew Marlowe would be the subject of restraining orders submitted by those two women if the Bookworld had any sense of justice.
The amount of detail and and effort that has been put into the novel makes it very, very long, it’s not a book you can whip through. During my first sitting, I was enthralled and sat there for hours until the real world dragged me unwillingly away. After that, however, I struggled to pick it back up again until I forced myself to sit and read and then became just as engrossed as before. So it’s not a book you can read a few pages at a time – you have to be prepared to immerse yourself in the story.
Speaking of, the story really is very good. Like her previous novel, it has an original plot that I’ve never heard anything even vaguely similar to before. As it progresses, it shows how the lives of all the characters intertwined and left Robert alone drawing portraits of an unknown woman in a psychiatric hospital. As I already admitted, I did lose interest in the characters a little, but the twists in the story kept me reading on. Although I found the ending a little rushed and the lack of explanation regarding Robert’s illness irritating, Elizabeth Kostova clearly has a gift for detailed story-telling.
Looking back, this has ended up as quite a critical review, but that was unintentional. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and I will be rereading it in the future. As long as you’re prepared to put some effort in and work with it, it’s well worth a read.
Rating: 4 out of 5
You may also enjoy:
The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova
The author’s previous work, obviously. It involves the myth of the original Dracula and contains just as much detail and excellent story-telling as The Swan Thieves.
The Virgin Blue by Tracy Chevalier
This novel also follows the story of a painter and contains similar flashbacks into the life of a historical character. A much quicker and easier read, but still worth a read for the historical references.