1. The characters Makkai's precision when crafting
characters was incredibly impressive. The depth provided to the characters,
whether the main ones, or not, was so appropriately distributed. As cliché as
it sounds, I really felt like I knew the protagonist, Yale, and I rooted for
him in every way until the end of the novel. The more minor characters were so
well-established, the seemingly passing comments on things like hair or word choice
helping create such well-crafted figures. The cat was even important! Her
ability to provoke empathy and intrigue left me never wanting this novel to
end.
2. The subject matter
At the heart of this book is the AIDS epidemic and how it impacted the gay
community in the mid-1980s. I was a tiny little girl then and while I know the
biological implications and the basics of the societal ramifications, I haven’t
given the disease’s first decade or so an exceptional amount of thought. Makkai clearly did
a lot of research, working hard to integrate multiple layers of the disease
into her narrative, focusing on the psychology of those infected and their
loved ones (fear, guilt, relief, paranoia, denial, anger), society’s response,
and the physical impact on one’s body once the disease has been contracted.
3. The subplots
Given that this is a book that surpasses the 400 page mark, there are
definitely some subplots, all of which tie neatly together. Many of these
related to relationships, like the art gallery intern Roman (a subplot that
becomes critical), the terrorist bombing in France, and Yale’s professional
issues. Nothing felt unimportant or unnecessary- her inclusion of each plot
thread served a distinct purpose.
4. The setting (space and time) I don’t necessarily find myself drawn towards books that split the narratives between two places in time,
especially when the character focus changes. This book did exactly that,
though, and while I enjoyed Yale’s section much more than Fiona’s (just because
I LOVED him so much) I appreciated what she was doing by spreading the story out over
several decades. I also appreciated what she did with the actual locations; she
stayed away from San Francisco, the popular local of authors who deal with AIDS
in the 1980s, and focused on Chicago instead, both the parts of town where Yale
and his friends gravitated towards and also the collegiate setting. The more
recent portions of the book were in Paris, including the time of the terrorist
attack, an interesting parallel to show what was those in the 1980s feared,
versus our current concerns.
5. The writing:
While her prose is accessible, the way she finesses her language is impeccable.
There aren’t long-meandering passages, while at the same time everything in the
novel from the people, to the setting and the thematic implications are
described in great detail. Her pacing is perfect, both in the sections in the
80s and then in 2015, with a few surprises and successful instances of
foreshadowing included. I felt this book; I was emotionally invested. I cried.
I smiled. I asked questions. I was angry. She had my heart tied around her
pinky and it was because of her ability to write that tied us up into this
reader/writer relationship.
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