Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Review: In Sorrow All Our Days by Christopher Burns

Adam and Eve, the love story . . . Even now, in the small towns north of Boston, people can tell you about the week ten years ago when Feeney and his crazy friend Scooter kidnapped two women from a halfway house for the mentally ill and ran off into the first blizzard of winter, pursued by the hospital maintenance man and his half-wit nephew, by the police, of course, by art lovers and gallery owners, and by the media, baying about free-love hippie lunatics and the real meaning of the Garden of Eden. She was Marigold Jannsen, suicidal and brilliant, painting the first murals of her short and meteoric career. He was the mayor s grandson, a serious young man on his way to law school. And they were in love. Even now people can tell you how her wild, erotic paintings of Adam and Eve, left that week on the walls of abandoned buildings, sparked joy in some and religious outrage in others. How families put baskets of food out, hoping the loonies would choose their barn to hide in that night. How a mob of local men, angry and drunk, conspired to corner the runaways in a gypsy salvage yard down by the salt marsh, and burn them out like rats. And how the town, in all its shame, sought to atone for its crime by creating a monument of art so astonishing and miraculous that the lost, the lonely and the permanently distracted still make their way up the hill to be healed. Even now.

Received from the publisher for review.

This one gets three stars.  The premise of this was just so different that I simply had to read it.  It was well written, engrossing story with a good flow that made it quite readable.  There was a vague pervading sense of sadness throughout which left me a little uncomfortable.  This was certainly more literature than light reading but if you're looking for a deeper sort of read, this would be perfect for you.

★★☆☆ = Liked It


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