It is a wonderful multi-layered work, with an amazing translation language (I read it in Russian, but towards the end, I took the original in the library and directly compared some fragments). Of course, time needs to be set aside for such literary masterpieces, but this is precisely the real literature that one wants to read and know more of the same.
I would call this a family saga if one can consider the residents of a small provincial town in decline as "one family". Everyone knows each other, and all the big and small secrets, the problems of individual households and the relationships between neighbors, colleagues, and acquaintances are well known. In the plot, social and economic problems that were relevant yesterday and today are intertwined: the strength of family ties, the succession of generations, conflicts between parents and children, the rich and the poor, dependence on public opinion, love and contempt for traditions, the weakness of the spirit and the strength of the heart. "The weak link", in my opinion, is the beginning of the book, the first 10%, when only the characters are being introduced, the origin of different storylines, and then suddenly the whole picture unfolds, intertwined from individual storylines.
I am pleasantly impressed and would like to watch the adaptation, the miniseries Empire Falls (2005, with a whole cast of actors - Ed Harris, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Helen Hunt, Paul Newman, Robin Wright, Aidan Quinn) when the opportunity arises.
This was a book that my brother held in high regard and recommended to me as recently as this summer. Naturally, it found its way onto my reading list. :o)
My brother passed away on October 9, 2007. Today (or rather, since it's past midnight, technically yesterday) is his birthday. So, it feels peculiarly appropriate that I've finally managed to post this review.
After finishing a book, I often find that I need to let my thoughts percolate in my brain for a while before I can truly dissect all my reactions. I'm not entirely sure why, but this particular book took me a bit longer than usual. I suspect it may be because the book didn't have one overarching point. Instead, it was a complex tapestry of numerous smaller points that all came together to paint a vivid portrait of everyday life in a specific time and place.
I had an immense liking for this book. I relished the pace and the mood it set. The author has an incredibly natural sense of tone that conveys a wealth of information about the characters and their situations in a mostly unobtrusive and seamless manner. I also deeply appreciated how he was able to write many of his characters in such a way that the reader could like them and sometimes even empathize with them, even when they weren't exactly being likeable. I found myself developing an affection for characters even when they were occasionally – or more than occasionally – annoying. It was kind of like with real people I know. :)
My first and most frequent response while reading the book was to hear Thoreau's line in my head: "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Empire Falls is clearly a town full of people leading such lives. Although I think Thoreau meant it in the context of people being trapped by the daily grind or leading an unexamined, insufficiently spiritually nourishing life. Whereas I mean it more in the sense of someone becoming fossilized in ordinariness, having given up on their dreams or not daring to dream at all. Miles Roby, the central character of Empire Falls, gave up on his dreams as a young man and has become firmly rooted in Empire Falls. Although he doesn't go around despairing of his life or choices and does hold onto some hopes (however unrealistic) for the future, he has become settled into his small-town life and narrow existence. Several other characters are undone by disappointed dreams. Grace Roby, who once gets tantalizingly close to realizing a dream, only to have the rest of her life marred by its failure to materialize. Janine Roby, who leaves her husband in pursuit of a dream that ultimately disappoints her. Tick Roby, who is in serious danger of giving up on her dreams before she's even really had a chance to explore them.
Inertia plays a crucial role in this sense of quiet desperation in the novel. It is often intertwined with wishful thinking. Over and over again, we see characters stuck in a particular pattern of behavior, with seemingly no hope of breaking free. The characters who are the most tragic or pathetic (I'm not sure which, or if it's even possible to distinguish between the two) are those who are or become trapped by their own wishful thinking. Miles, once again, is the prime example of this, but you can also see it in Cindy Whiting, Janine, Charlie Whiting, and even Max Roby. And, inertia in this story is true to its nature – it takes an extraordinary event to disrupt it and set things in motion again.
Looking over what I've written, it all seems to be painting a rather gloomy picture of the book. But it's not all doom and gloom. It is, in fact, a very human story about human relationships. And as much as you see the flaws and foibles of human nature in the book, you also witness moments of ordinary human grace. On the one hand, the book is filled with all the secrets – both petty and not so petty – that permeate daily life, whether we keep them out of personal shame or because we're unsure whether telling or keeping a secret will cause more harm to others. On the other hand, the book is also replete with quiet acts of self-sacrifice that some of these secrets entail, whether in the keeping or the telling (for example, David Roby keeping a secret from his brother to protect him).
My one minor dissatisfaction with the book (not significant enough to call it a complaint) had to do with the final act. Although there needed to be a turning point event to jolt Miles Roby out of his inertia, I think the author might have gone a little too far. I didn't think it was terrible, but I do believe that was the one weak point in the story.
Two random, unconnected thoughts that I wanted to mention but couldn't find a suitable place to fit them neatly into my review:
Disconnected Thought 1: Francine Whiting reminds me more than anyone else of the Mary Carson character in The Thorn Birds, especially as portrayed by Barbara Stanwyck.
Disconnected Thought 2: There is a brilliant moment in Miles' final scene with Cindy Whiting when Cindy calls Miles out for pitying her and for automatically assuming that she had never had any other romantic possibilities. Up until that moment, Miles has only ever seen Cindy as a one-dimensional cut-out, taking for granted that she had no existence beyond him. And suddenly, in an instant, she is revealed as a fully three-dimensional human being. That moment is so unexpected for the reader that it almost takes your breath away, and the reader is left feeling supremely uncomfortable, just as Miles is at that moment, because the reader is exposed right along with Miles – as Cindy's accusation lays bare exactly what we've been thinking all along.
Finally, one quote that actually represents a much longer recurring motif:
“The passenger seat and floor of the Jetta were now paint-flecked, thanks to Max’s refusal to change into clean clothes when they quit for the day. He made no distinction between work clothes and other clothes, and since he had started helping Miles at St. Cat’s, the old man’s shirts and pants and shoes were all paint-smudged. When people pointed this out, he offered his customary “So what?” Few men, Miles reflected, lived so comfortably within the confines of a two-word personal philosophy.”
-- pg. 204 - 205
Russo has truly emerged as one of my all-time favorite authors. I find myself wondering what on earth took me such a long time to come across him. In his novels, he has this remarkable ability to make every single word matter. Each word seems to be carefully chosen and placed, serving as a crucial element that propels the novel forward through its intricate plot. It's not the kind of reading where you can skim through. Instead, you want to read his novels slowly, savoring and paying close attention to every tiny detail.
He is simply fantastic. I have made up my mind to acquire all of his books and embark on a reading journey through them in the near future. If you haven't yet discovered the genius of Russo, I wholeheartedly suggest that you start reading his novels without delay. He is most definitely a stand-out writer, and I firmly believe that his works will stand the test of time and remain relevant and captivating for generations to come.