
The
Memory of Running, by Ron McLarty
Ron McLarty, a reasonably successful
character actor who wrote his novels in obscurity, awash in rejection slips,
had a change in his personal script that would do any fairy tale proud.
Suddenly, after years and years of failure, a sympathetic publisher read
this manuscript and decided to put it novel on tape. As fate would
have it, Stephen King is an avid listener to books on tape, and happened
to hear this novel read by its author and set out to help it get published
in print. The rest, as they say, is history, with McLarty gleaning
favorable reviews in all the major venues and ascending to best-sellerdom,
or close to it. I would say that although I had some criticisms of
its linear nature (it is after all a road trip taken on a bike), I was
truly compelled by the writing and read it straight through in one sitting.
Smithson "Smithy" Ide is at first blush a lovable loser - his candor about
drinking, eating and smoking is refreshing - but after we get to know him
and hear the story of his family we find a character with a heart so big
and full of feeling that he has to hide behind all of these things to keep
from breaking apart. When his parents are killed suddenly in a car
accident, Smithy finds himself taking a drunken bike ride one night (as
a child he rode incessantly, as an adult his physical activity consists
of walking to the refrigerator from the couch) and riding straight through
to California from Rhode Island, searching for his long-lost sister Bethany
who disappeared some twenty five years before. On the way he meets
some predictably quirky characters and has some scary and humorous experiences.
By the time he reaches his destination, Smith has lost some weight and
gained a life.
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The
Chrysanthemum Palace, by Bruce Wagner
Bruce Wagner has mastered the
Hollywood/LA novel. He knows the entertainment business inside out
and strikes a perfect satirical note without losing either heart or soul.
In this, his latest, our narrator is Bertie Krohn, the only child of a
show business titan. His father, Perry Krohn, is the creator of television's
longest-running 'space opera' "Starwatch: the Navigators" (both Jennifer
Aniston and Donald Rumsfeld are obsessed fans), and after trying for some
twenty years to make it as an independent writer/film-maker, Bertie has
thrown in the towel and gone to work as an actor on his father's show.
One night at an AA meeting, Bertie sees Clea Freemantle who, after being
a short-lived adolescent girlfriend of his, enjoyed some stardom and recognition
before spiraling out of the public eye because of substance abuse.
Clea was the daughter of another screen legend , Roosevelt Chandler, who
famously drank herself to death in the Seventies, and Bertie hasn't spoken
to Clea since the tragic night in their fourteenth year that one of their
friends died tragically. After their encounter, Bertie and Clea get
close but soon conclude that friendship is their best option, and Bertie
gets Clea a job on the show. When Thad Michelet comes to town it
becomes obvious that Clea hasn't really leveled with Bertie about her past.
Thad Michelet is a walking time bomb - son of a Norman Maileresque literary
titan, he is also an author and an actor with an enormous personality,
a violent temper, and a huge drinking problem. Clea hasn't told Bertie
that not only was she romantically involved with Thad, but that she was
the subject of a book by Thad's father that Bertie's dad Perry is trying
to make into a movie. The three of them form a crazy clique, and
when Thad and Clea team up on the Starwatch show things begin to spiral
out of control. Bertie gains wisdom and so do we in the process of
watching his friends disintegrate. Again, Bruce Wagner is amazing
in his ability to portray the sublime ridiculousness of modern Hollywood
without losing his characters' humanity. Even Bertie's uber-producer
father -- who could have been as one-dimensional as a paper doll -- comes
through with the humanity we all at least hope everyone possesses.
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Beautiful
Inez, by Bart Schneider
It is 1962, and 32-year od Sylvia
Bran has moved to San Francisco. She is enjoying her rather Bohemian
life, living alone, playing piano in a piano showroom, and moving beyond
the long sad years she was alone with her mother before her mother committed
suicide. One day she finds herself in possession of a ticket to the
symphony courtesy of her boss at Myerson's -"The grand piano store of the
West" - and seated in a box of her own. When a lovely blonde violinnist
appears on the stage with her violin, Sylvia's life is permanently changed.
The attendant informs her that this is "Inez Roseman: beautiful Inez",
who has been with the symphony for over 20 years and is married to Jake
Roseman, an attorney who's creating "all the fuss with the colored."
Jake's father was in the symphony and was Inez's teacher. Instantly
obsessed, Sylvia later constructs an elaborate ruse, introducing herself
to Inez as a reporter, getting into her home, and spending time with her.
Inez is beautiful, complex, and as miserable as she is talented.
She is married to a famous attorney and has two children but really has
no wifely or motherly feelings. Jake is unfaithful to her but she
hardly cares, and soon she and Sylvia begin an intimate and strange relationship
which overtakes both of their lives.
To me, what is most remarkable
about this eminently readable story about two fascinating women is the
material about the music they both love and cherish. While Inez is
a virtuoso who knows nothing so well as the music she has played her entire
life, Sylvia - who plays popular music all day for a living - has her own
passion for music that is just as strong. The other characters in
the novel are also well-drawn, especially Inez's young son who wants to
play violin (against his mother's wishes), and Sylvia's wonderful, generous
boss, Myerson.
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