It's 20 years
or so after the events of To Kill a Mockingbird. Scout's all grown up,
now living in New York. She's not called Scout anymore, having reverted to her
given name —Jean Louise. Back in Maycomb, Georgia, on her annual two-week
vacation, Jean Louis is "almost in love" (her own words) with Henry
Clinton, her father's law office assistant.
Little Jeb is
gone, struck down prematurely in life. Housemaid Calpurnia has retired. Aunt
Alexandra Finch Hancock now lives with Atticus Finch, who at 72 is somewhat
hobbled by rheumatoid arthritis.
Torrents of
memories flood her thoughts. There are, of course, a few memories of what
transpired in To Kill a Mockingbird, even though that book had not yet
been written. Some of her present recollections are delightful, but to me, some are
quite frankly irrelevant and boring. The Rev. Moorhead takeoff, for example,
went way too long.
I whizzed
through Alexandra's 10:30 morning tea hutch so I wouldn't doze off, it was so
long-winded and boring. The "tossed brassiere" incident, however, is
a gem.
The thing is, Go
Set a Watchman merely ambles until you reach Chapter 16. That's when author
Harper Lee finally gets to the point.
Jean Louise
reexamines the past, confronts the present, and contemplates the future. Dr.
Jack Finch, her uncle, explains the social change that's upsetting her—how
changes are actually the resetting of old ways in different form. He explains
that she is a bigot, in the truest definition of the word. She'd called Atticus
a racist, delivering a lengthy diatribe that reinforced her opinion.
That's no
surprise, unless you see it from the perspective of a To Kill a Mockingbird
sequel, which it is not. If you take into account this was written before To
Kill a Mockingbird, then where's the surprise coming from? The problem with
reading this story written before, but
taking place after To Kill a Mockingbird (which is not an actual sequel)
is that one tends to think of Jean Louise as Scout. We feel like picturing her
the way we knew her in To Kill a Mockingbird, which hadn't yet been
written.
The first
third or so of Go Set a Watchman reminds me of how my first novel (never
written) might have been—loosely scattered memories tossed together into the
salad bowl, dressed with a sweet-and-sour vinaigrette of sorts. I probably
wouldn't have caught my stride until my second book.
But then, I’m
no Harper Lee.
My Verdict:
4 out of 5 Stars
Genre:
DramaPublished by HarperCollins, 2015
ASIN B300T3DNKIE
4 comments:
Actually reading your review, I was mesmerized. You caught me at the beginning and I couldn't stop until the end. Now, I realize it wasn't very long, but isn't that what a good writer can do? Catch you at the beginning and hold you captive until the end. I believe I miss the book you didn't write.
Aww, thank you very much, Carolyn. You are good for my ego.
~ Craig
thanks, Craig!
excited to read "Go Set a Watchman" -- but way more than that,
ever since i met you, i have also been waiting to read your novel!
you are a brilliant and thoughtful writer! can't wait to read it!
Sandy, I've had a few false starts and have concluded I'm just not a fiction novelist. Maybe in my next life?
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