
The Dandelion Clock
by
Jay Mandal
BeWrite
Books 2002
ISBN:
1-904224-25-3
Not So Brief Encounter
When I was a teenager (not quite when Victoria was
Queen; it just seems that long) gay books as a separate genre did not
exist. Those books that did deal with the topic of homosexuality were
depressing beyond belief. All relationships were doomed and suicide
more often than not was their outcome. A friend of mine vowed never to
read another gay book saying he was sick of reading about people wading
out to sea. Authors had internalised society’s disapproval and poured
all their self-loathing into their work. Most of their readers must
have been ready for the river by the time they reached the final page.
Notable exceptions were Mary Renault’s historical novels but even Miss
Renault felt unable to let her characters lead happy lives in her
contemporary novels.
Things began to change in the 1970s as we got the coming out novel and
the cruising novel. As a genre the coming out novel has entertained and
encouraged many young gay people, helping them to cope and realise that
their experiences are not unique. About the cruising novel the less
said the better. None of its characters can be said to be ideal
material for a role model. What all these novels have in common is an
element of struggle and conflict with society at large. On concluding
them one sighs with relief at another battle won. Consequently it comes
as a refreshing change to read Jay Mandal’s “The Dandelion Clock” which
can best be described as a love story.
The novel is set in the Thames Valley in 1986, a time when the
age of consent for homosexuality in England and Wales
(Scotland has a separate legal system) was twenty-one. It has since
been lowered to sixteen. It opens with a chance meeting on Waterloo
Station in London. A young office worker, David Rees, is approached by
a teenager, Rob Greenaway, who has left home in unexplained
circumstances and is clearly in need of help. Impulsively David, who is
house sitting for his parents who are in America, offers Rob a
bed for the night. Rob is extremely wary and asks David point blank if
he is homosexual. David says that he is so Rob declines the invitation.
Desperation then gets the better of him and he accepts. David is an
honourable man and his intentions are as altruistic as they can be in
the circumstances. He is attracted to Rob but assumes that he is
heterosexual and has no designs on him. Rob gets a job, stays on at
David’s and David falls in love with him. They jog along happily
together for twelve months until David’s parents return and Rob finds
another place. His leaving breaks David’s heart. Even though their
relationship has been platonic he has been content silently to worship
Rob.
Twelve months elapse. There is no contact between them apart from the
odd ‘phone call at Christmas and birthdays as David feels he’ll never
get over Rob unless there is a clean break. His parents go abroad again
and Rob immediately turns upon the doorstep asking to come back. David
says that’s not a good idea “Because I love you. And because I want
you”. Rob then astonishes him by saying that although he doesn’t love
him he’ll be quite happy to sleep with him. He too is gay. David, on
the principle that half a loaf is better than no bread, agrees to let
him return. This is when the story really develops. Rob has demons of
his own, a haunted past he’s never discussed with anyone and is two
years younger than he has admitted to being. The resolution of their
difficulties and the development of their relationship is a faltering
affair, fraught with misunderstanding, unresolved anguish and
misdirected anger.
This is an unusual novel. The development of the relationship is
shown in what is often little more than (utterly convincing)
inconsequential chit-chat. The misunderstandings between the couple,
tentative explorations of unknown emotional territory and the fear of
saying the wrong thing characteristic of young lovers are portrayed
with real truth and subtlety. Mr. Mandal also tells the story with
great humour. There are many very funny moments and witty remarks.
David and Rob are not two against the world – they have the support of
their families and friends – but are fighting to survive as a couple
and forge a future together despite their shaky start and unresolved
issues. All the drama is psychological. This is an extremely enjoyable
and reassuring read and I look forward to more from Mr. Mandal in the
same vein. Those of us who lead lives of unobtrusive contentment need
our authors too!
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War
Against the Animals
by Paul Russell
St.
Martin’s Press 2003
ISBN:
0-312-20935-5
A few months ago in
England a court case was headline news in all the papers. A recently
qualified teacher was accused of having sexual relations with several
underage boys at her school. A number of articles of the “nudge, nudge;
wink, wink” variety appeared in which various journalists reflected
droolingly on the case, saying this situation was the realisation of
their own schoolboy fantasies. How much better their lives would have
been if only one of their nubile schoolteachers had initiated them into
the mysteries of sex. How civilising it was for a younger boy to be
taken in hand, as it were, by a maturer woman. The burden of these
articles was that they couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about
and the boys should think themselves lucky.
At
the time I wondered whether they would have taken the same line had the
boys been the focus of the attentions of a gay man. Would his actions
have been regarded as equally civilising or would the boys be regarded
as the innocent victims of a depraved pervert? This question
re-presented itself when I recently read Paul Russell’s “The Coming
Storm” which treats of such a situation. Although in that novel the boy
is the instigator of the action, in law the older teacher is viewed as
“the criminal”. This question of the age of consent is a vexed
question, redolent of steamy tales of the Deep South or of mediaeval
betrothals. Mr. Russell in that novel handled the topic grippingly and
convincingly but received, as you would expect, a deal of criticism
from old maids of both sexes who love to be scandalised. His portrayal
of a troubled adolescent coming to terms with his sexuality is wholly
believable and although the book does not have a fairy tale ending,
neither protagonist drops the other in the brown and sticky and it ends
optimistically.
So
it was with pleasurable anticipation that I took up Mr. Russell’s new
book, “War Against the Animals”. It is a more ambitious work in that
the motivation of the troubled adolescent at the heart of the story is
more mixed and complex. Mr Russell sets himself the task of
articulating the thoughts and feelings of an inarticulate, repressed
redneck and succeeds brilliantly. The plot, intriguingly, is similar to
that of Henry James’ “The Wings of the Dove”. Two people, in this case
teenage, redneck brothers, Jesse and Kyle Vanderhof, cynically set out
to win the affections of a third party, Cameron Barnes, an older gay
man with AIDS, so as to profit thereby. They succeed beyond their
wildest dreams. The older man is attracted to the younger brother,
Jesse, who is doing some gardening for him. Kyle notices this and eggs
Jesse on, feeling that much can be made by one means or another of a
close relationship with Cameron, a landscape gardener who has
spearheaded the gentrification of this rural backwater by
sophisticated, gay city types.
The
antagonism between the old residents and the newcomers is total and
Jesse is placed in an impossible position on the fault line between the
two sets of values, family values and those of the “faggots” (who, as
we all know, have neither families nor values). Psychologically Jesse
straddles a fault line too, since he is attracted to Cameron despite
himself. Although the plan succeeds, Cameron is wiser than either boy
gives him credit for and Jesse’s victory is Pyrrhic. One is reminded of
the Chinese curse with its ascending degrees of malevolence: “May you
live in interesting times: may you come to the attention of important
people: may the gods answer all your prayers”.
Mr.
Russell’s book is neither as prolix nor as long-winded as “The Wings of
the Dove” and deserves to be read widely. His “treatment” of his theme
(to use a Jamesian word!) is masterly, his characterisation is deft and
every word tells. The reader’s sympathies are fully engaged from page
one and held until the last. Highly recommendable!
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Adam
by Anthony McDonald
Gay Men's Press (GMP)
ISBN: 1-902852-44-3
Trade
Paper
300 pages
Millivres Books; (August 2003)
ISBN:
1902852443
Anthony
McDonald’s previous novel, Orange Bitter,
Orange Sweet was, as can be inferred from the title, set
in Seville. It was a subtle account of a number of relationships,
gay and straight, and of how some were strengthened by adversity whilst
others disintegrated. Its many scenes were intensely real and
psychologically believable.
His
second novel, “Adam”, moves from Spain to France (Mr.
McDonald is, among other things, a travel writer) and is more narrowly
focussed. It centres on the exploits of a sixteen year old English
schoolboy who is staying in France for twelve months as a result
of his father working there on a civil engineering project. Adam has
already been sexually involved with one of his schoolmates, Michael,
in England, albeit in a casual way. In France he becomes
more deeply involved with a young Frenchman, Sylvain, an appropriately
named child of nature. Sylvain is not, as some would say, altogether
put together. He is what in France would be known as an
“innocent”. It later transpires that his spaced-out mental state is in
part a result of the drugs he takes to control his epilepsy. Adam, on
the other hand is quite a sophisticated young man, doing well at school
and an accomplished ‘cellist. Clearly it is the attraction of opposites.
Their
relationship develops into a summer idyll, although Adam conceals their
relationship from his parents, largely on account of its unlikelihood.
Things come to a head when Sylvain, realising that Adam will have to
return to England, abducts him and takes him to the home of some
friends who are away. Adam is complicit in the abduction in that he
makes no attempt to escape – he just doesn’t know what to do and knows
Sylvain means him no harm. The police become involved but Adam refuses
to bring charges and Sylvain is treated as gently as possible, thanks
to the intervention of a sympathetic father of one of Adam’s French
school friends who is a judge of some importance. Rather unaccountably
Adam’s parents part as a result of this.
The
story is extremely well told and holds the reader’s attention right to
the final page. Adam’s shortcomings are recounted (he lies to Sylvain)
along with his good points, so he is presented as a fully rounded
individual. The portrait of Sylvain is similarly believable. He is
indulged by his family because of his condition and this makes his
wilfulness more believable than might otherwise have been the case.
However, given the intensity of their relationship, Adam’s readiness to
have sex with two of his schoolmates when they come to visit him during
the summer vacation and the alacrity with which he resumes his
activities with Michael by the end of the book rather devalue the
importance of his relationship with Sylvain. The reader feels somewhat
cheated, going from thinking of their relationship as a grand if
foolish passion to wondering if it was just a brief infatuation.
Despite this feeling of anticlimax, “Adam” is a beautifully written and
well-crafted book and a rewarding read.
Contact
Tony Heyes about these books.
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