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"This is a real family house ... Such a wonderful base for them this was - a real old-fashioned family.", Dec 27 2009
This review is from: Family Album: A Novel (Hardcover)
Essentially a story of love and an appreciation for family, Penelope Lively makes no attempt to mask the importance of the substantial Edwardian House of Allersmead, so central to her story. This is where the main protagonists of Family Album have lived even as Alison and Charles Harper, have raised six children: Paul, Sandra, Gina, Roger, Katie and Clare - along with Ingrid, who had been the family's au pair girl for many years. Of course it is only natural their children will eventually fly the coop, journeying out to all the corners of the world, but Allersmead is always there, occasionally drawing them back: "this real family house with all its scars." The novel opens as Gina - a successful international reporter - returns to Allersmead with her boyfriend Phillip. Phillip is intrigued by Gina's family, and her stories of growing up with her siblings and her resigned and rather detached father Charles - who writes books, history, philosophy, sociology - "a bit of everything," and her mother Alison a homemaker, a housewife, that now outmoded figure that Ingrid is frequently reminding her. With her life still flashing at her, Gina has decided she should best confront Allersmead head-on. With it's wide flight of steps up to a front door with stained-glass panels, after all these years the house remains a steadfast shrine to family. For Alison at least, the house has such happy memories, where everything reminds her of something. Even as she tells Phillip that you can beat the real old fashioned family life, the kitchen is filled with children's drawings tucked behind the crockery on the dresser, a painted papier-māché tiger, along side a row of indeterminate clay animals that some one made earlier - and also the named mugs slung from hooks: Paul, Gina Sandra, Katie, Roger Clare. In alternative voices, Lively snaps her literary Polaroid of this family, their past lives folding into the present. And it is the children's memories of the years at Allersmead that form the heart of the novel, the family constantly tumbling through the house - happy smiling faces preserved on mantelpieces and windowsills, on the piano, their images framed on walls. The drama plays out, the author developing a compelling portrait of her characters, beginning with a birthday party, for Gina and a treasure hunt where Sandra and her collide in the pond garden and Gina coming home, her head bandaged, her birthday gone down the drain: "a wretched, accident, a silly wretched accident." Later when Charles who digs his heels in and denies Paul the money for Amsterdam. Alison juddering with irritation that her husband doesn't actually discuss things with the children, the tension between them escalating as Charles tries to focus on the crucial final stretch of his new book. While Katie and Roger are "the good ones," Sandra becomes wayward and independent, hightailing into the glamorous world of fashion. Clare becomes a beautiful contemporary dancer, and an uncontrollable element. Paul struggles with direction, relationships, and an unassuaged yearning that is filled by drugs and booze. Each time he fetches up back at Allersmead, he gets this eerie feeling that he has never really left it, "as though his life beyond was some imaginary excursion. Meanwhile, Aunt Corrina, educated and childless seems to sit in judgment over Alison and her benign acceptance of her role. Alison is well aware of her deficiencies but not particularly concerned, after all being a wife and a mother was what was expected and she tried to do her job and give a real four star family life "which is what matters." Hardly subservient - Alison did what she did because that was what she wanted to do. Over the years Alison and Charles haven't really said that much to each other - Alison takes on the role of addressing everyone or attending to a particular child while "Dad" is simply silent, segregated in his study. This is a precarious conjunction of a strange, required system that sets two people along side each other. It is after a silly stupid mistake, caused by Charles and Ingrid there comes a subtle shift, Alison realizes that all had to live with it for always and the best way for everyone was to live with it together as a family. Lively's novel is mostly about the shifting generations and how they move on, but where one can always find comfort in the healing power of family. Essentially a saga on the importance of home, life goes on, the children leading independent lives as adults, their recollections of home essential for fuelling the enchanting plot. Meanwhile, Allersmead continues to hear everything, the house knowing that has been said and all that has been done. Silent speech hangs in the air, and repeats the words that hang on people's heads, the house almost like a separate character, stowing away this inaccessible archive of memories and of love. Mike Leonard December 09.
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4.0 out of 5 stars
What makes a family? What makes a happy family?, May 4 2010
This review is from: Family Album: A Novel (Hardcover)
Penelope Lively's new novel, Family Album, is about a large family that grows up in a large house in suburban London. The Harper family consists of six children, the two parents, and an "au pair girl" who has played an interesting role in family history. The Harper family revolves around Alison, the mother of the brood, and Allersmead, the Victorian "pile" that the Harper family has lived in for 40 years or so. The father, Charles, a distant figure in the household, is sort of "there, but not there", to his six children. He's a fairly successful writer of non-fiction, often writing about families in far off lands, while moving through his own children's lives at a safe distance. He's often holed up in his library, which is off-limits to the rest of the household. He doesn't get involved with his children, other than with his oldest son, Paul, a neer-do-well who Charles often disparages. Alison Harper is a "super-Mom". She's the one who wanted a large family and she has made a life for herself seemingly limited to raising the children and keeping the house. She's not the intellectual that her husband is and actually has very little communication with him. In this melieu the six children - four daughter and two sons - grow up. All but one leave home as soon as possible, but maintain a tenuous connection with family and house. They return to the family home for holidays and birthdays and try, between themselves, to make some sense of their crazy upbringing. An upbringing that only Alison sees as "happy". Lively is a good writer and most of the nine characters are well drawn. The book goes back and forth in time, depending on who's "telling the story". I found the characters interesting enough so as to almost wish that another writer, maybe one who writes big, fleshy, juicy novels, would take these characters and expand the book.
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18 of 19 people found the following review helpful
4.0 out of 5 stars
Memories: Ignored and Remembered, Nov 28 2009
By prisrob "pris," - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Family Album (Hardcover)
A family that has come undone. Alison and Charles the parents, Ingrid the au pair and the six children, Paul, Gina, Ralph, Sandra, Kate and Clare all live in the lovely old Edwardian home they call Allersmead. Penelope Lively has given us a story of the lives of these nine people and their perspectives of how events shaped their lives. We learn about the house, Allersmead, 'a gravelly drive, stone urns, lanky shrubs and, in the air, a redolent waft of hearty cooking.' Gina has come home to introduce her new love, Phillip to the family and vice versa. Alison, the mom, the earth mom, all she has wanted her entire life is to have children, and a husband, of course. Charles, the absent father, he lived in the house but he was absent emotionally and little is known about him. Ingrid, the Au pair, who lives happily with the family helping to raise the children and to organize the family. Paul, the oldest son is at home. He is his mother's favorite, but has never been able to do much with the life he was handed. Gina is a journalist who travels the world. She does not share much about her childhood, nor as we come to find out do the other children. There is something hidden, a secret that no one discusses. The children, all adults now, know about the secret, but it has never interfered with their lives, or so they thought. Alison, the mother is oblivious to any secret, her family is her all and be-all, and she does not recognize anything outside of her atmosphere. Charles is too busy with his research and writings to be bothered. Each member of the family discusses their points of view, alternating between the children and the adults. This is done in flashback, as they focus on what they remember. The children are gone, but there are no grandchildren, and we ponder why this is. As the events unfold, the secret is a vague consciousness as everyone circles the truth. There is no big event, it is the slow skillful manner in which Penelope Lively allows this to become devastating. Penelope Lively has become a favorite author. This new novel is not my favorite, but it kept me wrapped up in her reading for most of a day. Her manner with words and the development of her characters keep us on our toes. I love the fact that she involves us in her novels, we come to know the people and how they think and what they want in life. We can picture them in our mind's eye, and that, my dear friend, is what a great novel is all about. Highly Recommended. prisrob 11-28-09 Moon Tiger Consequences (Readers Circle Series) Making It Up
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Refreshing, Jan 2 2010
By Krispie - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Family Album (Hardcover)
It was a joy to read this book after Between Here and April. It was such a good, though not great, novel. Maybe it reminded me of my own family in some ways or what my family is going through as the parents age, but I really felt a connection to the family, if not all of the characters. I will say that I did enjoy the e-mails at the end. I did not think it fractured the flow of the novel. In fact it enhanced the plot. I guess my main issue was the way Lively presenting the concept of memories. I think it would have been better if the characters weren't so actively recounting the past as Peter did in his old bedroom or researching the concept of nostalgia as Charles was. But Lively's ideas about time and perception were thought-provoking.
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A little hyperbolic for a cliched story, Mar 27 2010
By Jay P "Jay" - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Family Album (Hardcover)
There are so many things one could say about Penelope Lively's Family Album. (For one, it has nothing to do with the book of the same title by Danielle Steel.) Here, I will quote a few: "a haunting new novel" (Dominique Brown, New York Times); "another winning demonstration of [Lively's] wit" (Ron Charles, Washington Post); "one of her most impressive works" (Joanna Briscoe, The Guardian). To this could be added "thoroughly underwhelming," or -- perhaps less generously -- "a meandering tale lacking a protagonist, an antagonist, a plot, a progression, character development, and, while we're at it, a point." To varying degrees, completing the journey that is reading a book generally elicits the self-satisfaction of literary accomplishment; at the conclusion of Family Album, that feeling was something closer to relief. To be fair, the story isn't awful, just repetitive and needlessly preoccupied with trifles. (Yes, trifles. If you're neither familiar with nor amused by English idioms, you've one more reason to cross this novel off the reading list. On the other hand, Lively appears to have appropriated a decent portion of vocabulary words from GRE prep courses. This would seem rather jejune if not for her literary fecundity.) In a genuine attempt to cut the author some slack, I frequently reminded myself that there is much -- everything? -- about the intricacies of English middle-class existence about which I know nothing. (The term "Edwardian" is bandied about with alarming frequency, for example.) If that is the extent of it, then I apologize to Lively's loyal readers across the pond and respectfully retreat to lighter American fare. Perhaps Danielle Steel? The characters populating her Family Album are said to "face the greatest challenges and harshest test a family can endure, to emerge stronger, bound forever by loyalty and love." But then, those words were written by her publisher; and besides, as guilty pleasures go, I remain unwaveringly yours, John Grisham. But I find it unlikely that cultural ignorance alone can explain the yawning gap between Family Album's aspirations and its reality. Maybe familial experience, then? I have as many siblings as Alison Harper has children (six), and perhaps that's just the problem: none of these dark, festering secrets and tensions strike me as extraordinary, or imbued with any larger meaning. Loud, rambunctious dinner conversations cut short by an ill-timed outburst? Self-imposed emotional detachment from the less pleasurable aspects of childhood? Par for the course, methinks. (Doesn't everyone do that?) And now I'm starting to sound like Gina, the second child who, in an email to her siblings, agrees with her older brother that "all families screwed up, more or less." I just wish Penelope Lively's editor had kindly informed her of the same. Even the looming family secret, revealed midway through the book, is a letdown, almost a cliché as these things go, and both central and irrelevant to the story at the same time. Making matters worse is the grating redundancy; each sibling marvels, in a never-ending revolving door of memories, at how the formative years stubbornly retain their familiarity while growing increasingly foreign. The children themselves, from infancy through adulthood, are too numerous to animate with believable personalities, and so become terribly one-dimensional. Sandra can do nothing other than shop for clothes and look elegant. Paul must always drink heavily and display utter disregard for social etiquette. Clare just dances, and that is all. Even the interweaving style with which Lively travels through time and space to indulge her characters' collective nostalgia is arbitrary, with just enough proximity to Kazuo Ishiguro's similar tendencies to bring him to mind while silently reprimanding her for trying on his shoes. There are, disappointments notwithstanding, some highlights amidst the unimpressive remainder. Strewn among the unremarkable hiccups of nostalgia are poignant touches that strike a chord with anyone who has grown up, left home, and returned, astonished at the changes. "Goodness," Katie exclaims in an email to her brother, Roger. "A married Gina, who'd have thought it." Similarly, towards the end, as Alison recounts the glory days of her motherhood at Allersmead, it would require an inhuman imperviousness to pain for the tragedy of her existence not to weigh heavily on the spirit of the reader. (And once again, specters of Ishiguro's Remains of the Day haunt Alison's pitifully denialist closing reflections.) It's just that the characters themselves seem to cope more serenely -- and authentically so -- with their upbringing than their creator does, and that, generally speaking, should not be the case. Chalk it up to big-family cynicism, but this is one family album I won't be flipping through again any time soon. [...]
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