Friday, August 9, 2013

Like cheap sex with an unlikable stranger


Last week my daughter said she’d been looking through the Amazon responses to The Fall of a Sparrow and had seen one that was very moving. I hadn’t looked at the responses for several years, so I took a look for myself and was very pleased to find the response of March 28 2002. I was also a little unnerved to be reminded that some readers hated this novel with a passion, as in the response of March 4, 1999. Whoa!
 
I read it all and afterwards had to take a hot shower to wash it off. I thought maybe, just maybe Woody would become more than a shallow, self-centered bumbling fool, but he never did. However, what bothered me most was that every female character in the book was written to be either cheap or simple. The authors attempts to write from a woman's point of view are as unbelievable and pathetic as a 6'5, beer bellied, hairy transvestite in a pink slip. The continual references to sex in the banal, self-absorbed way they were portrayed became like unexpected flashes of a pervert. When I think about this book, the time spent reading about "Woody" I feel angry, like I have been mislead and taken advantage of. I give it one star because the landscape imagery was well done. (March 4, 1999)
This masterfully told novel was my constant companion and best friend in the months that followed the accidental death of my twenty-four year old son. The book was given to me by a man who had read my own novel, and who saw some similarities in the blending of ancient and modern perspectives. Little did this man realize that "The Fall of a Sparrow" would come to mean much much more to me than his flattering perception of literary affinity. In fact, Hellenga's heartfelt wisdom was a lifeline that helped initiate whatever is positive in my life since that time. I only wonder at the strength and motivation this writer had which would lead him to create, and therefore live with, the very difficult circumstances he so realistically portrayed. I hope that the author will see this review and know of the gratitude I am yet feeling four years later for his profoundly effective, nearly-perfect, ultimately life-affirming story.  (March 28, 2002)