Mr. Loverman is Sublime.

Posted on September 15, 2014
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Bernadine Evaristo’s novel, Mr. Loverman is the story of Barrington:  a septuagenarian West Indian man who has finally reached the decision to come out as gay.  His ever-shifting, highly complex situation is told from the perspectives of both Barrington and his Pentecostal Christian wife, Carmel.  In another time, their voices might be referred to as dialects.  But Ms. Evaristo goes deeper.  She doesn’t just write how these characters talk; she writes how they think.  And it is here that Ms. Evaristo displays her genius.  For through her sure-footed, sometimes lyrical prose, she unmasks the patois of their souls.

For much of the novel, the narrative zig zags from the present to the past, as Barrington’s history is revealed.  We learn how Barrington came to marry his wife and how they ended up making their home in the East End of London.  We also learn of Morris, the man who becomes his lover and who Barrington hopes to get up the nerve to leave his wife for.  This first half of the novel doesn’t so much feel like a “coming out” novel as a “staying in” novel.  Indeed, it isn’t until the second half of the novel that the central dramatic question–namely:  will Barrington come out?–is, at last gradually, organically answered.  To reveal any more of the plot would be a disservice.  Suffice it to say that Ms. Evaristo has some surprises in store.  And what starts out as a superb character study becomes a well-plotted page-turner–leaving this queer reader completely satisfied.

Bernadine Evaristo’s Mr. Loverman is published Akashic.

Editor’s Note: Unfortunately this is not the first time Queer Reader has been late in reviewing a book.  Once again, this tardiness should not denote any diminished enthusiasm for this title.  Quite the opposite.  This is the best novel I have read in years.

Read Michael Carroll’s Little Reef.

Posted on June 16, 2014
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In the twelve stories comprising Michael Carroll’s Little Reef, the qualities which make him a major new literary talent are on display.  Mr. Carroll is a master at dialogue, his characters are three-dimensional and he clearly knows how to construct a story.  But more than that, Mr. Carroll displays a self-confidence–a literary fearlessness which sets him apart.  Consider this sentence–from the title story:

Faith was one thing, what you whimpered over in the middle of a really dark, terrible night, while the daytime mechanics of the human animal, subject to the decisions it had to make, the hundreds of choices it grappled with and fluttered its fingertips graspingly at in order to bring to fruition some semblance of dignity and independence–the unflinching mode of survival it had to assume merely to eat and move on, in order to wake the next day and start all of itself over–well, real life didn’t have anything to do with ideas.

Little Reef has much to do with ideas.  Many of them un-apologetically queer.  “First Responder” is the story of a gay man who becomes close to his brother after he assumes the role of helpmate.  There is a moment in this story when the narrator realizes–almost accidentally–that he has made peace with his family.

I wasn’t who I wanted to be, but I wasn’t the cowering gay kid back in a redneck ‘ville.  I didn’t want to hate them them anymore.  I didn’t feel like bothering to hate.

Mr. Carroll seems to be following Ernest Hemingway’s direction to “write about what you know.”  Several of these stories seem autobiographical–particularly “Admissions”:  the poignant story of the narrator’s older fiance’s climb back from a stroke.  But my favorite story in this book, “Unsticking”, doesn’t seem autobiographical at all–although it is perhaps the most Hemingwayesque in it’s precision.  In “Unsticking” the narrator sees his own mortality in the mirror of contemporary youth culture.  It’s the last story in the book.  I would, however, advise queer readers not to skip ahead.  All of these stories are superb.

I strongly recommend this book.

Michael Carroll’s Little Reef is published by Terrace Books.

Michael Cunningham’s The Snow Queen is Magnificent.

Posted on May 31, 2014
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Snow QueenNear the beginning of Michael Cunningham’s magnificent new novel, one of the main characters has a potentially life-changing experience:  a seemingly celestial being appears to him in the sky above Central Park.  What ever this white light cloud formation is, it somehow seems to sense this person and even communicate with him.  And then it instantaneously disappears–seemingly indifferent to its affect on this mere mortal.  The omniscient narrator of this novel might just be this celestial being itself: temporarily interested in these characters’ lives, observant of every last detail and yet cold, distant. Like the ephemeral world of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “The Ice Palace,” the world rendered here seems etched in ice.  But unlike Mr. Fitzgerald, Mr. Cunningham doesn’t bid us to run away from this world, but rather to inhabit it for a while, because quite simply it is so beautiful.

This is Mr. Cunningham’s most New York novel to date–not only in its literal location, but also in the attitudes of the characters.  Wherever they came from originally, the city has over time, transformed them.   It has made them colder–less willing to become intimate with anyone for fear of the inevitable disappointment which mortals bring.  For as the narrator wisely states:

People are more than you think they are.  And they’re less, as well.  The trick lies in negotiating your way between the two.

The Snow Queen is the story of how a few human beings struggle to negotiate this way.

Needless to say, I strongly recommend this book.

Michael Cunningham’s The Snow Queen is published by Farrar Straus Giroux.

Edmund White’s New Memoir is a Delicious Read.

Posted on March 30, 2014
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Inside a PearlEdmund White’s new book is a delicious read.  More than just a memoir of his years living “inside the pearl” that is Paris, it is also a peripatetic journey through France, Britain and Morocco.  Along the way, the reader will meet Michel Foucault, Milan Kundera, Martin Amis, Julian Barnes, Amyn Aga Khan, Yves Saint Laurent and many more celebrities.  But those expecting a dishy read will be sorely disappointed.  For while Mr. White’s descriptions of these individuals might not always be flattering, there is a tenderness to them:  a warm-heartedness which reveals the author’s character.

Throughout it all Mr. White remains a somewhat passive figure.  (It comes as no surprise to learn that he prefers to sit in the back seat.)  And his style is so natural and conversational that the reader doesn’t notice the book’s hidden structures. It is only in the end that the reader sees just how tightly this memoir is constructed, with the key characters’ stories wrapped up–like a good novel.

Ultimately Mr. White’s journey is a voyage of self-discovery.  For it is by living these years abroad that he comes to realize just how American he is.

I strongly recommend this book.

Edmund White’s Inside a Pearl, My Years in Paris is published by Bloomsbury.

Armistead Maupin’s Tales of the City Conclusion is Masterfully Constructed, Frequently Funny and Deeply Moving.

Posted on February 26, 2014
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Concluding the Tales of the City series was perhaps Armistead Maupin’s most challenging literary task.  Concluding an epic novel–let alone a series of novels–involves not only revisiting the key characters and wrapping up their stories, but also the inclusion of something less tangible:  resonances of the beginning–gentle reminders of how far the characters have come.  In his latest book Armistead Maupin achieves all of this, while at the same time managing to fold in a prequel that informs the entire series.  For The Days of Anna Madrigal is not just the story of Anna Madrigal’s last days; it is also the story of her first days.  And Mr. Maupin masterfully accomplishes this in a mere 223 pages–creating a brisk read that is frequently funny and, in the end, deeply moving.

San Francisco in the seventies was a very different place than it is today.  When the Tales of the City series began, San Francisco had two (print) newspapers–one of which published these stories originally.  It was a (relatively) affordable city where young people (gay and straight) came to smoke some pot and find themselves.  Today with all the techies and finance types, San Francisco seems to have no room for the Michael Tollivers of the world.  And to his credit Mr. Maupin does not ignore this. Indeed, it says something about the realism of this book that we find Michael Tolliver living not in San Francisco, but in one of its more affordable suburbs.  As for Anna Madrigal, she has left Barbary Lane behind and finds herself returning to her childhood home in Winnemucca–mentally, at first.  It’s fair to say that their bodies are failing them: the price of advancing years.

This is not a forced reunion.  There will be no Mary Tyler Moore Show-style group hug here–if only because Mary Anne Singleton’s moat of money prevents it.  Instead, what emerges is something that seems natural, realistic and surprisingly lyrical.

Needless to say, I strongly recommend this book.  It may well be Mr. Maupin’s best.

Armistead Maupin’s The Days of Anna Madrigal is published by Harper.

Five Good Queer-Friendly Coffee Table Books

Posted on December 11, 2013
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Beat Memories:  The photographs of Allan Ginsberg. Prestel Publishing.  Between 1953 and 1964, Allan Ginsberg took a lot of photographs–mostly of his friends:  Jack Kerouac, William Burroughs, Neal Cassady and Herbert Huncke.  Then he gave it up completely.  It wasn’t until the nineteen-eighties that Mr. Ginsberg returned to photography.  The process of cataloging these photos stimulated him to take a few more.  These photos and the handwritten notes beneath them comprise this book.  Perhaps not surprisingly the notes are frequently poetic.  As when he describes a 1964 photo of Jack Kerouac:  “Redfaced corpulent WC Fields shuddering with mortal horror…”   A remarkable book.

David Hockney’s A Bigger Exhibition.  Prestel Publishing.  As you probably know by now, David Hockney has left California behind–and returned to his native England.  And these 100 newest paintings reflect that.  No swimming pools here.  Just bright vibrant English countrysides.  Lovely paintings include:  “The  Road to Thwine,” “Friday Thorpe Valley” and “Tree on Woldgate.”  Also: new self-portraits painted with his ipad.  Controversial.  I loved them all.

George Hurrell’s Hollywood:  Glamour Portraits 1925-1992. By:  Mark A. Viera.  Running Press Book Publishers.  George Hurrell wasn’t gay, but many of the stars he photographed were queer icons–including:  Marlene Dietrich, Greta Garbo, Joan Crawford and Bette Davis.  It was Ms. Davis who famously instructed him:  “Go easy on the glamour, I’m not the type.  I don’t want to look like a piece of wax fruit.”  But she loved the results.  As did Joan Crawford, I’m sure.  Before and after retouching shots show just how much Hurrell used that airbrush. Who knew Joan was so freckled?

A Queer History of FashionFrom Closet to Catwalk.  Yale University Press. Essentially the catalog for the recent FIT show, this book covers the queer influence of fashion from the eighteenth century to the present.  Chapters include:  “Oscar Wilde’s Aesthetic Dress,” “Lesbian Elegance of the Eighteen Eighties,” “The Rise of the Gay Designer” and “Queer Activist Fashion.”  Richly illustrated.

Art and Queer Culture.  By: Catharine Lord, Richard Meyer. Phaidon. This book examines how queerness has influenced art and culture.  Quite an ambitious task, but Ms. Lord and Mr. Meyer have done a marvelous job.  This queer omnibus includes:  Thomas Eakins’s “Swimmers”, Weegee’s “The Gay Deceivers”, Picasso’s “Gertrude Stein”, some fabulous fifties paperback covers, Peter Hujar’s “Come out!”, Nan Goldin’s “Cookie at Tin Pan Alley”, Gran Fury’s “Read My Lips” and many more.  High quality prints.

American Hipster: The Surprising Inspiration for the Beat Movement

Posted on November 30, 2013
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He gave the Beat Movement its name, witnessed its history from beginning to end and was an accomplished author in his own right, but you probably haven’t heard of him.  Certainly this queer reader hadn’t heard of Herbert Huncke until he read Hillary Holladay’s biography of him.  Yet Ms. Holladay makes the convincing case that Herbert Huncke was the heart and soul of the Beat Movement.  It is a literary coincidence that his name rhymes with “junkie.”  Because, perhaps above all else, Mr. Huncke was a heroin addict.  As one of his friends observed early on:

I sensed that not only would he cheat or deceive, but moreover he would do so on general principles…To befriend Herbert was to enter into a consent agreement in which all rules of conduct collapse, save those of acceptance and style.

What was it about this queer, hustler, junkie that made him a pivotal player in the Beat Movement? Why did all of these authors–including Jack Kerouac, Allan Ginsberg and William Burroughs–reference him in their works?  Why did they maintain contact with him until the end of his surprisingly long life?  Ms. Holladay answers this complex question in the most traditional fashion.  Indeed American Hipster is the most traditional of biographies–including meticulously researched details about Mr. Huncke’s lineage.  She is wise to approach her subject this way.  For it is through this approach that the reader can come close to answering these questions.

Perhaps Allan Ginsberg put it best:

“His shrewd estimates based on his own experiences on the street cut through a lot of bourgeois stupidity and enlightened us all.”

To read Ms. Holladay’s book is to share some of that surprising enlightenment.  I strongly recommend it.

American Hipster: A Life of of Herbert Huncke The Times Square Hustler Who Inspired the Beat Movement is published by Magnus Books.

UPDATE 3/6/14:  Today it was announced that American Hipster was nominated for Lambda’s Gay Memoir/Biography Award.

Cynthia Carr’s Award-Winning David Wojnarowicz Biography is in Paperback Today.

Posted on October 29, 2013
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Cynthia Carr re-invented the biography genre in Fire in the Belly: The Life and Times of David Wojnarowicz.  Shunning the usual pseudo-omniscient narrator’s voice, she instead brings in many voices–many witnesses to the life of Mr. Wojnarowicz–and frequently leaves it to the reader to decide which voice is closest to the truth.  Also–without giving away too much of the story–it helps that Ms. Carr was with him near the end.  This is a poignant story–an emotional story of a great American artist who died too young.  And it is also intelligent, thoroughly researched and flawlessly presented.  It should also be noted the publisher was wise to include high quality reproductions of Mr. Wojnarowicz’s work in this new paperback edition.

Click here to read my full review.

Cynthia Carr’s Fire in the Belly:  The Life and Times of David Wojnarowicz is in paperback today.

Bloomsbury.

Local Souls: Three Superb New Novellas from Allan Gurganus

Posted on October 16, 2013
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Allan Gurganus’s new book, Local Souls, is a collection of three novellas.  They share a common location–the fictional town of Falls, North Carolina–and also a common theme:  survival.  They are rendered in a style that is at once lyrical and hyper-realistic.  And they are also frequently funny.  It’s quite an accomplishment:  this marriage of high quality literature and laugh-out loud humor.  But the humor here is never forced.  It arises organically from the characters’ responses to their, at times, surprising situations.  For if there is one single factor that makes these three novellas great, it is the quality of the characterizations.

“Saints Have Mothers” is told in the first person–the mother of a teenaged girl who is so altruistic that she volunteers to help the needy in Africa.  And then comes the dreaded phone call.  Here the unexpected humor is derived from the voice of a three-dimensional character:

On learning of my child’s drowning, I had not, as I stated, managed to weep.  Unlike my newly-sensitive ex-husband who–these days as an adopted Californian married to philosophy’s own Tiffany–can grow misty -eyed over anything, including a Nicoise salad if it is tossed beautifully.

In “Fear Not,” the first novella of the book,  a girl experiences–almost psychically–her father’s fatal freak motorboat accident.

It is now, just as yonder boat captain –worried at his best pal’s disappearance–turns the craft shoreward; now just as–one gin and tonic cooling in his free hand–he guns that fuel-injected outboard—it’s now the missing swimmer, holding his untangled towrope aloft, re-achieves air to gasp while laughing.  It’s now a 350-horsepower Pleasure-Craft outboard–revved up to top speed–intersects the precise point of said skier’s bobbing up now.  How clean and effective one stainless steel propeller decapitates the smiling water-skier.

The events that follow this horrifying scene are both surprising and logical.   If Forster was right when he wrote that “The test of a round character is whether it is capable of surprising in a convincing way,” then this character is definitely round–not flat.  But more than that: a living breathing human being whom this queer reader found himself rooting for.

“Decoy”, the final novella in this volume, is my personal favorite–perhaps because it is the longest: 150 pages.  Mr. Gurganus was, I believe, correct to label this a novella, but it surely is the novella at its fullest, its characters the “roundest.”  Doc Roper is the much beloved local physician.  When he announces his retirement, the whole town of Falls feels the pain.  Here we are presented with the panoply of Falls humanity:   perfectly crafted, fully-realized characters. And then, in retirement, Doc Roper takes up a hobby:  perfectly crafting, fully-realized duck decoys.

I have taken great pains in this review not to reveal any of the many surprises in these three novellas.  Suffice it to that these ‘convincing surprises’ are part of what makes reading them such a pleasure.

Needless to say, I strongly recommend this book.

Allan Gurganus’s Local Souls is published by Liveright.

UPDATE 12/8/13:  Today it was announced that Local Souls made the New York Times 100 Notable Books of 2013 list.  Good call!

UPDATE 3/6/14:  Today it was announced that Local Souls was nominated for Lambda’s Gay General Fiction Award.

Read Andrew Holleran’s New Short Story.

Posted on August 29, 2013
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In his new short story, “There’s a Small Hotel,” Andrew Holleran returns to the themes he explored in his last novel, Grief. Once again, Mr. Holleran presents us with a main character who is wrestling with lingering memories.  But the hungry ghosts he confronts here aren’t so much of individuals as of a vanished New York City–a city of gay bathhouses and cheap East Village apartments.  As in Grief, Mr. Holleran perfectly illustrates how we are all living constantly in both the present and in our own strange, imperfect memories of the past.  “There’s A Small Hotel” is the story of one man’s struggle to let go of the expectations that inevitably come with these imperfect memories.  I recommend it.

Andrew Holleran’s new short story, “There’s a Small Hotel” is published by Granta.

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