Showing posts with label Alice LaPlante. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 26 September 2018

Alice LaPlante - On the Pleasures of Unreliable Narrators


Why do we take so much pleasure in unreliable narrators in the thrillers and mysteries we read? For we are enormously entertained by them. It’s no accident that recent blockbusters Gone Girl, The Girl on the Train, Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine, and The Woman in the Window all feature unreliable narrators. (Strong female narrators I might add.)

Let’s back up and take a tour of the backstory. A work of fiction has an unreliable narrator when it is told from the perspective of a character who is deficient in some way.  Morally deficient. Intellectually deficient. Physically. Emotionally. You name it. Any deficiency that would prevent you, the reader, from implicitly trusting what that character says indicates unreliability.

William Riggan in 1981 helpfully classified unreliable narrators into four types. The picaro exaggerates and brags (Moll from Moll Flanders). The madman has difficulties discerning reality from delusion or fantasy (Charles Kinbote from Nabokov’s Pale Fire). The clown deliberately circumvents our expectations and plays with conventions (almost anything by Kurt Vonnegut), and the naïf’s perceptions are limited by immaturity or knowledge of the world (Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye). Finally, the liar is someone with normal cognitive capabilities who deliberately tells untruths (both Nick and Amy from Gone Girl).

Wayne C. Booth came up with the term unreliable narrators in 1961 in his influential The Rhetoric of Fiction, but unreliable narrators themselves have been around for thousands of years. Plautus's comedy Miles Gloriosus, in which a soldier grandiosely exaggerates his triumphs, is the best-known example from the dramas of ancient Greece. In Milton’s Paradise Lost, we get the fall from grace from Satan’s point of view—certainly not someone you would depend on for the unvarnished truth. Later on, The Canterbury Tales gives us stories told by patently dubious characters such as the Merchant and the Wife of Bath.

What’s the deal? Why do we keep reading?

First, there’s the pleasure of the puzzle: what is the truth if I can’t trust this narrator? What clues has the writer given to guide me toward an understanding of what reality is? You’re playing a mental cat-and-mouse game, and that’s fun.

There’s also the pleasure of a dramatic surprise when everything you thought true turns out to be false. What? We’ve been led around by a ghost? (Bruce Willis in Sixth Sense). Okay, that’s a movie, but I didn’t want to give away any literary spoilers.

But in my view, the true value of an unreliable narrator is to give us unique insights into the world that would otherwise be missed if a story were told “straight.”

What if Catcher in the Rye had been told from a mature adult perspective? Or Lolita had been written from a neutral, omniscient third-person point of view? How much would we, as an audience, have lost?

A lot. We would have missed the opportunity getting a very different perspective on the world—a world we take for granted, with all its social and moral norms and mores (not to mention actual laws).  

But what do we get from seeing life from, for example, the perspective of the unapologetic pedophile Humbert Humbert? We are clearly meant to regard Humbert as an abomination. Humbert himself eventually admits—in some of the most moving paragraphs of the book—that  he has utterly destroyed another human being through his actions. Do we really benefit from seeing inside this man’s monstrous soul?

I would say yes.

The more we see, the more we understand. I would suggest we better see the true horror of what humans are capable of by inhabiting Humbert for the 300-plus pages Nabokov has given us. We don’t have to approve of or accept Humbert’s behavior.  But we learn from it.

With this, I would go further than William Riggan and suggest there’s a fifth kind of unreliable narrator, of which Humbert is an example. A very important kind of narrator for our day and age.

The outsider.

The outsider stands apart from mainstream society. Sometimes she is forced into that position because of her race, or her sexuality, her religion, her social status, or some other attribute that make others reject her. Callie (Cal) Stephanides in Middlesex. Frances Phelan in Ironweed. Celle in The Color Purple.

Sometimes he chooses to be an outsider, like the unnamed narrator of The Sympathizer. Or Humbert Humbert.

Why would outsiders be considered unreliable? Because they give us a view of reality that’s skewed when compared to mainstream attitudes. They shock us with contrary opinions, actions.

To give you an example from a different genre, Hannah Gadsby’s Nanette, which is billed as a standup comedy routine by Netflix, but goes way beyond that. As an outsider unreliable narrator, Gadsby gives us an extraordinarily powerful view of what our world looks like from someone who’s been pushed to the fringes. It ain’t pretty.

Which is the point. The unreliable narrator tells us truths that we simply couldn’t get any other way. And given the state of the world, given our current mainstream reality, we desperately need more so-called unreliable outsiders to make their voices heard—in literature and beyond.


Half Moon Bay by Alice LaPlante – Published by Titan Books
Jane O'Malley loses everything when her teenage daughter is killed in a senseless accident. Devastated, she makes one tiny stab at a new life and moves from San Francisco to the tiny seaside town of Half Moon Bay. As the months go by she is able to cobble together some possibility of peace. Then children begin to disappear, and soon Jane sees her own pain reflected in all the parents in the town. She wonders if she will be able to live through the aching loss, the fear once again surrounding her, but as the disappearances continue, fingers of suspicion all begin to point at her

Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Forthcoming books to look forward to from Harvill Secker and Chatto & Windus

The Caller is by Karin Fossum and is due to be published in July. One mild summer evening Lily and her husband are enjoying a meal while their baby daughter sleeps peacefully in her pram beneath a maple tree. But when Lily steps outside she is paralysed with terror. The child is bathed in blood. Inspector Sejer is called to the hospital to meet the family. Mercifully, the baby is unharmed, but her parents are deeply shaken, and Sejer spends the evening trying to comprehend why anyone would carry out such a sinister prank. Then, just before midnight, somebody rings his doorbell. The corridor is empty, but the caller has left a small grey envelope on the mat. From his living room window, the Inspector watches a figure slip across the car park and disappear into the darkness. Inside the envelope Sejer finds a postcard bearing a short message. Hell begins now.

Nineteenth-century Europe - from Turin to Prague to Paris - abounds with the ghastly and the mysterious. Conspiracies rule history. Jesuits plot against Freemasons. Italian republicans strangle priests with their own intestines. French criminals plan bombings by day and celebrate black masses at night. Every nation has its own secret service, perpetrating forgeries, plots, and massacres. From the unification of Italy to the Paris Commune to the Dreyfus Affair to notorious forgery The Protocols of the Elders of Zion, Europe is in tumult and everyone needs a scapegoat. But what if, behind all of these conspiracies both real and imagined, lay one lone man? And what if that evil genius created the most infamous document of all? The Prague Cemetery is by Umberto Eco and is due to be published in November 2011.

The police are convinced that Jennifer White has killed her best friend. Amanda's body has been discovered in her home, stabbed to death and with four fingers from her right hand neatly removed. The murder is a horrifying shock to a quiet and genteel neighbourhood. Jennifer's work as an accomplished surgeon and the stormy nature of her friendship with Amanda make her the prime suspect. However, even Jennifer cannot tell if she really is responsible. Her days are spent in confusion and her memories are fragmented thanks to the Alzheimer's that is gradually destroying her once brilliant mind. Fractured images and remembered conversations return to her over the days of the police investigation, and Jennifer pieces together recollections from the near and distant past that cast light on her current predicament. As her condition deteriorates, she struggles against succumbing to the indignities of her merciless illness. She frequently fails to recognise her children, Mark and Fiona, when they come to visit but at times she finds herself vividly reliving distinct moments from her most significant relationships - with her late husband James, her much-loved medical career and of course Amanda, who knew even her most intimate and dangerous family secrets. Turn of Mind is a portrait of a complex friendship of vexed intimacy, with a compelling mystery at its heart. It is a powerful and moving debut that will haunt readers long after the police have drawn their final conclusions about what happened on the cold February evening when Amanda lost her life. Turn of Mind is a debut novel by Alice LaPlante and is due to be published in July 2011.

It is snowing, she's barefoot, but Galya runs. Her captors are close behind her, and she won't go back there, no matter what. Tricked into coming to Belfast with the offer of a good job, all she wants now is to go home to her family. Her only hope is a man who gave her a cross on a fine chain and a phone number, telling her to call if she escapes. He seems kind. She puts herself at his mercy, knowing she has nowhere else to turn. Detective Inspector Jack Lennon wants a quiet Christmas with his daughter. When an apparent turf war between rival gangs leaves a string of bodies across the city, he knows he won't get it. As Lennon digs deeper he discovers the truth is far more threatening. Soon he is locked in a deadly race with two very different killers. Stolen Souls is by Stuart Neville and is due to be published in January 2012.

London, 1860s. The capital’s high society ladies like nothing more than to wile away an evening at a private supper party, drinking sweet wine, sharing confidences – and having their fortunes read. But palm-reading is a perilous business: the lines of the left hand can unlock secrets and reveal futures best left buried. When fortune-teller Miss Rose Lee is called to entertain Lady Quayle and her guests at Portland Place, she sees in the palm of shy, cautious Emily a future she is forced to keep to herself. ‘A quiet life, my dear’ is what she tells the girl. But she spies two little crosses that spell something quite different – fearful, violent death. As Rose’s predictions start coming true, her own fortunes become embroiled in the suspect fates of others and the future suddenly seems a dark and dangerous place. Cross my Palm is by Sara Stockbridge and is an exuberant Victorian mystery of fortune-tellers and gypsies. It is due to be in published in July 2011.

CWA Gold Dagger winner Arnaldur Indridason returns with his new novel Outrage. In a flat near Reykjavik city centre, a young man lies dead in a pool of blood. There is no sign of a break-in: the only clues are a woman's purple shawl, found under the bed in the next room, and a vial of prescription drugs in the victim's pocket. With Detective Erlendur away in a remote part of Iceland, Detective Elinborg, who is already struggling to juggle family life and the relentless demands of her job, is assigned the case. Her investigation into the murdered man's past soon uncovers a squalid tale of double lives, drug dealers and the unsolved disappearance of a young girl many years before. From its explosive opening, "Outrage" leads down a trail of hidden violence, psychological brutality and of wrongs that will never be fully righted. Outrage is due to be published in June 2011.