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Wildlives: A Novel Paperback – Apr 13 2009
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Monique Proulx’s work might best be described as curiously flawed fiction filled with prose of inflated exuberance. Wildlives, her new novel, is no exception. With each new chapter we are gradually introduced to a densely packed landscape of contradictions (variously described either as an abyss or a paradise), as well as a wide array of its inhabitants, whose foreboding present and past lives are to be played out in the coming chapters. At the heart of all this is Lila Szach, part landowner/matriarch and part “sorceress.” Claire (brief lover of Jim, the black nurseryman who brings her flowers and compost) is a writer who, curiously, is putting together the pieces of a story much like the one we’re reading. Jeremie is a child obsessed with Harry Potter. Simon (Jeremie’s uncle and Lila’s young lover) comes to the aid of Violette, a victim of breast cancer, whose story “landed so powerfully on Simon that he lost the power of speech.” Standard semi-exotic stuff so far, as interior lives and exterior landscapes modify each other and vie for the reader’s attention. There is the requisite darkness revealed in slow stages, personal histories and agonies to be resolved, and a looming, unseen threat that might bring further challenges, pain, and suffering to both the innocent and the guilty. To Proulx’s credit, she admirably balances much of this complex layering of multiple characters, setting, and storyline. It’s a clever high-wire act of structural equilibrium that we have to respect for what it dares to attempt. Unfortunately, what too often brings the novel crashing to the ground is an annoyingly dense and purple prose style that mistakes volume for creative clarity, overdone imagery and metaphors for depth of insight. The accumulating weight of Proulx’s diction achieves a kind of verbal clutter, and inevitably distracts the reader from the story and its characters. We can’t see or feel them inside this thick coating of words, which pushes us away rather than inviting us into its core. It’s a use of language that valiantly reaches for a spiritual and psychological transformation, but falls short.
"[Monique Proulx] has chosen here to venture outside her usual urban settings, to confront the intoxicating, dizzyingly full-of-life region we call, with so little hope of possessing it, Nature." (Montreal Gazette 2009-04-16)
"Proulx's writing has a rhythm that mimics nature itself -- sometimes necessarily harsh, at times calm and peaceful, but mostly forgiving and beautiful." (Globe & Mail 2009-06-06)
"Monique Proulx has created a magical universe in the forest, peopled by characters with whom the reader will have deep sympathy. And in translation, I did not know that I was reading a novel originally written in French." (Sun Times 2009-06-08)
"This is a book to savor on summer afternoons in the country...[Proulx] plunges into the Laurentian landscape in this multi-faceted novel." (Montreal Review of Books 2009-08-01)
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I stayed up several nights until 2 a.m. reading it...I'm rather compulsive when I find something this good - which I must say isn't very often!
The writing is exquisite...painting a picture of a voluptuous natural haven, astounding in it's beauty. More than a backdrop for the multi-faceted characters, each with their secrets to unfold, it's a living player in the story. For me, Monique is one of those rare writers who doesn't put a foot wrong! I can't wait to read one of her other books!