Toni Morrison is without a doubt one of my all-time favorite authors. I have devoured every single book she has written, and each one has left an indelible mark on my heart and mind. So, it came as a bit of a surprise when, while reading this particular work, I found myself less engaged than I had anticipated.
I decided to turn to the reviews of other readers, only to discover that I was not alone in my mixed feelings. It seems that this book may not be one of Morrison's most beloved works, but it is still a very good read nonetheless. There were certain parts that I had trouble staying interested in, but then there were others that were as beautifully written as ever.
Overall, I think my expectations may have been a bit too high. I was hoping for another instant favorite, but instead, I got a book that is still well worth reading. It just goes to show that even the greatest authors have works that may not resonate with every reader in the same way. But that doesn't take away from the fact that Toni Morrison is a literary genius, and her body of work will continue to be celebrated for years to come.
I had already embarked on my reread of this novel. Its opening sentences, "They shoot the white girl first. With the rest they can take their time." (Of course, the "they" are men), had just registered with me when the March 26 metro-Atlanta killings took place. I initially thought that perhaps I had chosen an inopportune moment to be reading this. However, my second thought was that when is the murder of women by men with guns (at least in the United States) not happening?
When I first read this upon its publication, I believe my focus was more on the backstories of the women who resided in the so-called Convent and what led each of them there. I might not have had the vocabulary then to precisely describe one of its major themes, but I'm certain I intuited it. This time around, that theme was a central focus for me: the denunciation of the aims and motives of the so-called righteousness of a patriarchy.
I have one lingering question, and a corresponding theory, regarding Lone's role near the end of the book. I will place this in spoiler tags in the comments section. I haven't seen it addressed anywhere, so perhaps I'm making too much of it. This is not an easy book, in every sense of that adjective. But with both of my readings, I lingered over its last pages. Not because of any difficulty, although there was some, but because of Morrison's language, which always draws me in and somehow always provides comfort, even when it leaves me feeling bereft as it overwhelms my heart.
\\n They shoot the white girl first. With the rest they can take their time.\\nThese initial two sentences, I believe, are a powerful introduction to a novel. Combined with the blurb, they convinced me to purchase the book. The crime is described in the first chapter, and the remainder focuses not so much on who committed it but rather why. Why did the nine men from the small town of Ruby decide to brutalize those women in the out-of-town convent? What were their motives? To answer these questions, Toni Morrison takes a significant leap. One that was too large for my personal taste. The life histories of both the victims and, above all, the history of the nine founding families are unfurled; families to which the perpetrators belong. Many, far too many, characters inhabit the pages of this book. I had to reread some parts multiple times and attempted to keep track of the family trees but ultimately had to give up. In the end, I concentrated on only a few people whom I liked for one reason or another. The rest I simply accepted at face value. Self-righteousness and bigotry are perhaps the central themes of this story. That these two unvirtuous traits are so prevalent in the small town of Ruby in rural Oklahoma is, in my opinion, not unexpected, considering that this town has neither a gas station nor bus service to other towns but instead three churches. Outsiders are not welcome at all. One might think this must be a town of "White Trash" people who decided to eliminate some of those outsiders. However, it's not. Ruby is an all-black town. My take on this? Hatred knows no bounds of race, creed, or color. There are as many white devils in the world as there are black angels and vice versa. I just wish this book had been 100 pages shorter with only half as many people to keep track of. 2⅔ out of 5 stars. \\n
I have read several books and I have already said that nothing surprises me anymore, and then "Heaven" came. The book sounds loudly feminist, although TM protected herself against it. The story is about how our heaven can be hell for another. The story is about a convent that was founded by "fallen" women and they lived in it according to their own rules and provided a refuge for all those in need. The convent that inspired fear of the unknown in others, suspicion, the creation of conspiracy theories and ultimately even violence.
The convent became a place that was both a haven and a source of controversy. The "fallen" women who lived there were seen as outcasts by society, but in the convent they found a sense of community and purpose. However, their way of life and the rules they lived by were strange and unfamiliar to those outside the convent, which led to fear and suspicion.
The story explores themes such as gender roles, social exclusion, and the power of perception. It shows how our ideas about what is normal and acceptable can be challenged and how easily fear and prejudice can lead to violence. "Heaven" is a thought-provoking book that makes us question our own beliefs and assumptions.
Toni Morrison is a remarkable author, and I have now read her third book. It is said to be her most challenging one yet. The plot is complex and fragmented, yet her writing is smooth and flowing. This is the last book of a trilogy, not in the sense of having a common hero and story, but rather a common theme, which is love.
In "Beloved", love is the unconditional love of a mother for her child. The story takes place after the American Civil War (1865), a time when there were still black slaves. In "Jazz", love is the passionate love of a married man for his mistress. The story is set during the Jazz Age and the Harlem Renaissance (1922). In "Paradise", love is the irrational love of a believer for God. The story takes place in the 1970s, a time when racial segregation was no longer constitutional.
The way Morrison starts the book is very clever: "They shot the white girl first. With the others they would take their time." This first scene of the slaughterhouse will remain incomplete until the very end of the book. We will go back in time to learn what the sacrifices are and who the victims are. Of course, she leaves it up to us to decide who the white girl is: the rich one? the mean one? the mother?
She did the same trick in her unique story "Recitatif", where she removed all the racial codes and characteristics from the two protagonists, leaving the reader in a trap to say that the girl with the career is the white one, and the failed waitress with the thick lips is the black one. I will continue to read more of Morrison's works, even if her writing is not the easiest.
"How exquisitely human was the wish for permanent happiness, and how thin human imagination became trying to achieve it." This profound thought sets the stage for the complex and captivating tale that unfolds in the town of Ruby. In Ruby, there have been no deaths, no murders, no rape, and no excess violence. It is a town born from a dream, a continuation of the legacy and vision of the descendants of the founders of Haven. Haven was established by recently emancipated Black people who were rejected due to their race, dark skin color, and class. Through hard work and sacrifice, they built a town. However, like any society, Ruby has its origin story, a set of rules to administer it, and, naturally, its internal conflicts. As a patriarchal society, the rules are administered by the male leaders, and just like in all such societies, these rules are meant, among other things, to control women's bodies and their sexualities.
So, when a group of traumatized women seek refuge on the outskirts of the town, in what was formerly a school for Indian girls run by nuns, their free lives, uncontrolled and unsupervised by men, draw the attention of the town. They become both a scapegoat and a threat to the male leaders of Ruby, and eventually, violence erupts. This book is truly remarkable. It is so good, so vast, and so difficult. The complexity of its structure, the many fully formed characters that are hard to keep up with, and the different ancestry lines explored all require effort from the reader. It takes about halfway through the book for all that has been set up to unfold, but I had complete trust in Toni Morrison, and I can say that the trust and effort were more than rewarded. This book feels similar to "Song of Solomon" in its language and how myth, the "unnatural", and the mysterious blend so richly into the narrative of the story.