As most of you might agree, having to write a review of a debut novel penned by an acquaintance is- more often than not- an uncomfortable situation to be in.
Of course, for most
reviewers, it is also the easiest ‘uncomfortable situation’ to squeeze out of
(after all, how difficult can it be to fit as many flowering-ly flattery and
flatteringly flowery adjectives as one can come up with into a four para’d
piece of generic praise that is aimed more at the author or at the association
one shares with the author than at his or her book, right?)
But given that I am
spending my time writing this review, and- more so- given that what I am
reviewing now is only the first of many titles the author will get published
under her name over the coming decade and beyond, I believe this situation
rather warrants me giving honest albeit constructive feedback than me taking
the easy way out of an uncomfortable situation.
In her debut novel, author Radhika Tabrez tells the story of Susan Pereira and Meera Vashisht, two women with
disturbing pasts living together on a fictional island named Bydore. The former
is a mother who has a strained relationship with her son whom she had sent away
to boarding school as a kid and who has now grown up to resent his mother’s
decision of keeping him away from normal family life.
The latter is a young
girl, a victim of domestic abuse who has been bruised both physically and
mentally before she comes into the lives of Susan and the other inhabitants of
Bydore.
The book narrates the
events that made these two characters meet and subsequently become inseparable
(‘They were family’, as the author points out in a few memorable passages in
the chapters early on). It further narrates the events that bring Susan’s son Mathew back to Bydore and subsequently how
each character who is fighting his or her own internal demons is given an
opportunity by fate (as only fate and fairy tales can) to heal and to find
peace in the company of one another.
While the plot is fairly
simple and the telling linear, the author manages to put in some interesting
passages, especially the concluding paragraphs of the first few chapters that
can easily be recognized as quality writing. Even in the chapters that appear
later, the one element that clearly shines through is Tabrez’s ability to describe
pain and loss.
The letter from Susan to
her son is done quite well and spurs the right kind of sentiment inside the
reader’s mind. I also liked how the writer tries to introduce humor in a few
scenes where the characters involved are facing serious dilemmas.
The writing in general
flows smoothly- if only a tad slowly- and most sentences do not jar. The tone
of the narration is even and also quite steady, something that I found
appreciable given that this is a debut novel by an amateur Indian author.
However, what I say next
is basis what I know of Radhika
Tabrez’s capability as a writer and not basis the fact that this is a debut
novel by an amateur Indian author.
Overall, I felt that In the Light of Darkness lacked a lot. The plot is too
straightforward and so is the depiction of most of the characters, including
the protagonists. I understand that at its core what the writer has aimed to
tell is a simple story. It is however, the telling of it that could have been
much more engaging had this simple story been shown through scenes and dialogue
instead of employing a broad and omniscient style of narration.
I believe this would have
helped a lot in the readers feeling more for the characters and their
circumstances.
Events such as Susan’s
death and few others that are pivotal to the story should have had a build up
towards them and in absence of this they fail to make the kind of impact on a
reader that the author would ideally wish for.
Halfway into the novel, I
came across the below passage that I now consider as the best passage that
there is in this novel:
Just as he was about to go
inside, Matthew stopped suddenly, turned around and started scanning the crowd
behind him, impatiently. His friends caught up with him a few seconds later. He
looked at them in a way that meant goodbye; only he couldn’t bring himself to
say the words. Finally, he spoke, his eyes unable to handle his remorse and
bereavement anymore.
“Maanav… My mother is
dead!” and he broke down.
I loved it because the dialogue
at the end made the scene feel extremely real to me. Real, yes. But not
ordinary- an important distinction that I felt the author should have made
judiciously while writing other scenes, especially the key ones. The novel
required more of this.
And now, for the benefit
of the author (and also of others who might consider worthwhile the views of an
as yet unpublished and unrecognized writer), I digress a little-
What makes an indie novel
or film work?
Every time I attempt to
articulate on my opinion in this matter, I am reminded of a scene in the last
act of John Carney’s indie
musical ‘Once’; a scene in which a side character is shown to be cooking
in her kitchen. So, we have the actress who plays the female lead’s mother
standing over a frying pan, sprinkling pepper into it, and then proceeding to
run a skillet over it.
A five second shot, max.
After that the montage moves on to shots featuring the lead actors.
Now that’s alright, don’t
you think?
Guess again.
The problem is, you don’t
even need to look closely to spot that what the actress is standing over,
sprinkling pepper into and running a skillet over… is an empty fucking pan! So
what you are basically watching is a character in a Hollywood film cooking invisible
food.
A clear goof-up is what it
is and not the only one that the film is full of. And Carney let all of these remain in the final
film!
Now THIS is bad
craftsmanship, don’t you think?
Well, guess again.
I have seen Once not once, not twice but atleast twenty
times already (if not more).
It is a fantastic musical
that makes you want to keep going back to it, both for the songs and for the
innocence with which the love story between the two leads has been portrayed.
Yes, the ultra-low budget
the director had to make do with shows at many places. The editing and the
camerawork are shoddy. Some of the side actors are- as is evident in the scene
I have mentioned before- either acting to act or hopeless at even that. But the
film still comes together so well.
The reason being, Carney knew he wanted to make a good musical
and therefore invested heavily in the elements that form the core of a good
musical - the songs and the singers!
My point being, all things
said and done about how one can perfect the art of writing/filmmaking, a
storyteller must always remember that it is ultimately what lies at the core of
his story that matters the most. Having a strong theme never hurts.
To conclude- both my
digression and my review- In
the Light of Darkness is a
decent debut by Radhika Tabrez.
However, I am of the opinion that the writer has a much stronger voice than
this and has much stronger themes to write on.
I congratulate her on the
book being published, which is no mean feat. I am however, more interested in
seeing what she delivers next, considering that the experience from writing
this book will only have made her a better writer than she already is.
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