The Sea
by John Banville
Overview
From Publishers Weekly
Banville's magnificent new novel, which won this year's Man Booker Prize and is being rushed into print by Knopf, presents a man mourning his wife's recent death—and his blighted life. "The past beats inside me like a second heart," observes Max Morden early on, and his return to the seaside resort where he lost his innocence gradually yields the objects of his nostalgia. Max's thoughts glide swiftly between the events of his wife's final illness and the formative summer, 50 years past, when the Grace family—father, mother and twins Chloe and Myles—lived in a villa in the seaside town where Max and his quarreling parents rented a dismal "chalet." Banville seamlessly juxtaposes Max's youth and age, and each scene is rendered with the intense visual acuity of a photograph ("the mud shone blue as a new bruise"). As in all Banville novels, things are not what they seem. Max's cruelly capricious complicity in the sad history that unfolds, and the facts kept hidden from the reader until the shocking denouement, brilliantly dramatize the unpredictability of life and the incomprehensibility of death. Like the strange high tide that figures into Max's visions and remembrances, this novel sweeps the reader into the inexorable waxing and waning of life.
My thoughts
The writing in this book is incredible, as is evidenced in the brief but oh-so-descriptive passage shown below. The storyline is a little bit confusing as it unfolds but all comes together in the end as I'd hoped it would with some very interesting revelations. Quite honestly, the review from Publisher's Weekly hits the nail on the head. The juxtaposition of youth and age is what makes the story a bit difficult to follow at times, but the writing is so beautiful, so poetic, that you just want to keep reading!
I read one review that said this book should be listened to, not only read. I would believe that.
Favorite Passage
The tea-bag is a vile invention, suggestive to my perhaps overly squeamish eye of something a careless person might leave behind unflushed in the lavatory.
