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Fiction. Literature. HTML:In 1974, the Sellers family is transplanted from London to Sheffield in northern England. On the day they move in, the Glover household across the street is in upheaval: convinced that his wife is having an affair, Malcolm Glover has suddenly disappeared. The reverberations of this rupture will echo through the years to come as the connection between the families deepens. But it will be the particular crises of ten-year-old Tim Glover�set off by two seemingly inconsequential but ultimately indelible acts of cruelty�that will erupt, full-blown, two decades later in a shocking conclusion. Expansive and deeply felt, The Northern Clemency shows Philip Hensher to be one of our most masterly chroniclers of modern life, and a storyteller of virtuosic gifts.… (more)
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You might be able to guess from this that the book is more about the passage of time than individual personalities. The upward mobility of the two families comes to stand in for the upward mobility of the whole country's self-image, along with the shift in virtues from thrift to display.
This is also one of those books where details of furniture, clothing or language are used to identify the social status and aspirations of the characters. The 1970s seem to be drawn in more detail than later decades, although since I'm not old enough to remember them I don't know how accurate the depiction is - it seems spot-on but it may only be a good depiction of stereotypes about the 1970s. In particular, the focus is on the way that old certainties and traditions are beginning to show little cracks, indicating the seismic social shifts to come.
Katherine decides to get a job in a flower shop, because it's the first shop she's seen in the area which is about useless, wasteful beauty rather than practical, hard-wearing necessities. The owner, Nick, says he first needs to
"...talk it through with my brother. It's half his money."
"Where is he?" Katherine said.
"New York," Nick said. "I'll mention it at the weekend."
"Is he coming over, then?" Katherine said, treading cautiously. She was inexperienced in lives and brothers like that, New York brothers; she felt in danger of saying something that showed where she was and where she'd seen. What she was.
"No," Nick said. "I'll speak to him on the phone."
"Can you do that?" and "That's an awful expense," came to Katherine, but she managed to say, "Of course," in quite a natural way, and went away soon afterwards.
There were lots of things I enjoyed about this book. Despite its length, it's a page-turner, and there is a lot of dry wit - including a few occasions when I laughed out loud. (Katherine becomes obsessed with Nick to the point that she can't stop talking about him. At the same time, her youngest son is monomaniacal, in the way small boys can be, about snakes: At first Jane felt that she would never get on with her mother's conversation, the way you waited for Nick to enter it at any moment, but time wore down anything. Soon it was the same as Tim's dreaming evocation of snakes, his paragraphs of detail and longing, and they divided the long evenings between them like a pair of madmen supervising the silent sane.) The painful adolescences of the children are also very well drawn.
However, there were two big problems for me with the book. The first is that the characters, by and large, feel like representatives of types rather than real people. This meant that I didn't particularly care about them. For example, there is a scene where Katherine's husband, long into their marriage, comforts her after a life-shattering embarrassment by encouraging her to look through the family's old photograph albums. This should have been an incredibly moving incident - quietly demonstrating his delicacy, tact, and concern for her - but I didn't have the emotional engagement for it to be so.
The second is that since the story is really about the larger social changes, there's not a lot of structure, and this is most obvious at the end of the book. Hensher brings it to a fairly artificial climax. I can't help feeling that the book might have been better if it had stayed in the 70s, maybe with a few hints at what was to come, and had put more thought into its characters as individuals.
Recommended for: I'd like to recommend this to someone who remembers provincial Britain in the 1970s, to see how accurate the portrayal actually is. Other than that, I do think the way the writing captures the beginnings of social change is excellent, so I would recommend it to anyone who likes books with a very specific spirit of time. Not for anyone who needs very plot-driven books, though!
I love novels like this, where ordinary people live ordinary lives, relationships strengthen or fail under adversity, children struggle through adolescence and find a place in the world, events swirl around them, some affecting them greatly, others barely noticed as they go about their lives.
For the most part, this was an excellent book. Hensher writes with compassion and understanding for the weaknesses and desires of his characters. It's only at the very end, when the least fleshed-out character behaves oddly and is treated unsympathetically by the author that I felt my interest flag a bit. It's like the author needed an event, for something more dramatic than the usual family crises, when the novel's strength lies in just those mundane affairs and relationships. Still, this was a solid novel and I look forward to reading more by this author.
The Northern Clemency covers a period of twenty years (from 1974 to 1994) in the lives of two families and their satellites. The Glovers and the Sellers live across the street from each other in northern England, Sheffield to be specific. As the book opens the Glovers are entertaining their neighbors and there is much speculation on their incipient newcomers. A couple of days later the Sellers move in, land in the midst of a crisis at the Glover's and witness an extraordinary act of public cruelty. There are five children between the two families and the book follows their lives as well as the four parents. All family members have intertwined relationships waxing and waning during the two decades of the book. Philip Hensher does an exemplary job of describing the seventies. While the food was different here in the U. S. I have been to parties just like the one he described. His descriptive prose is so evocative I could picture myself in the middle of many of his locales. The story travels from Sheffield to London to Sydney and back.
This book is so densely packed with characters I found myself more than once puzzling out the relationships and there is one, a cleaning lady, I still cannot connect or make sense of. Several story lines seem to just disappear which isn't necessarily a problem but it is unusual and the ending is a new one to me. It made me laugh.
Whatever I say about this book will be inadequate. I couldn't put it down. If I had to choose right now this would be my choice for the Booker Prize. We shall just have to wait and see.
Although not usually nerdy I got quite aggravated by some sloppy style and punctuation: some sentences I had to re-read to get some sense
If it hadn't been for the fact that I live not far from Sheffield and also lived through the eras described I don't think I would have persevered. It was all quite mundane. Perhaps, to give the author his due, this was part of his aim.
The story centers on two families in
Beyond that, Hensher's writing is very descriptive and quite good. His characterizations are excellent, and should be; this is not really so much plot driven but more character driven. It is a bit long, and I found myself thinking that maybe there could have been less conversation in some parts to move things along. But that's just me.
Would I vote for it to win the Booker? Probably not, but it was still a fine read and one I can recommend.
(*I listened to the audio format of the book)
This book is much the same as life for most of us, ordinary and boring. That doesn't mean life isn't worth living. And it also doesn't mean that this book isn't worth reading. If you like sprawling literary evocations of familial drama, then this book is for you. After getting half way through the book I began to care a bit about the characters and wanted to know where life took them. I kept thinking, surely a book this long must have something worthwhile in the plot somewhere. In the end the story was pretty much like real life--some things are resolved, some are not; some things are better, some are not; there is a death, but life goes on for others.
This book comes about as close as possible to providing the experience of living 20 years without actually using up 20 years of time to do so. I guess a another way of saying this is, reading this book seems like it takes 20 years, but actually it only takes 20 hours to read.
The lives feel ordinary to start with. Small events - a teenage girl's flirtation with a removal man, a mother taking a part-time job after many years looking after her family - sow the seeds for big drama
The backdrop of social events, like the rage caused by the Miners' Strike in the 1980s, felt more natural than similar treatments in other novels.
Very thoughtful about families and how childhood experience can potentially shape whole lives (if you let it).
This is a long novel, with characters popping in and out of the narrative. I had to make a note of who was in which family to enable me to navigate the story.