I have always been
fascinated by books in which the reader knows more than the
characters. I mean, through the end, so that the poor characters
never reach the solution of the mysteries. I find it disturbing, but
it is perhaps the point. The book I remember best in this respect,
probably not worth remembering at all, is that old bestseller Forever Amber that we girls all read as teenagers. It is easy to forget
because there is so much happening in the book, but there is a
prologue from which it is clear that Amber is not a simple peasant
girl but the daughter of noble parents. Not that it changes anything,
but she never learns it, and nobody else knows it except the reader.
In one of the marvellous
books by the contemporary Russian mystery novel genius Boris Akunin,
there are parallel plots, one in the 16th century Moscow,
the other in our time. The reader knows where the treasure is hidden
and how to find it, but the character misses the final clue.
A S Byatt's Possession
is brilliant in tons of manners that I am sure critics have written
about. I cannot imagine how I have managed to neglect it until now.
It keeps the reader in tension throughout: will the characters find
out what the reader has been given privileged knowledge of? Yes, they
do, take a deep breath – and then comes the epilogue, and
everything is upside down again, and the characters are left in
ignorance.
I am a Bear of Very Little
Brain. I like books that leave me frustrated.
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