“It says a lot that, at almost 600 pages, Franzen’s latest novel leaves you wanting more.” crossroads
A CALLING FOR CHARLIE BARNES
Ferris, Joshua Little, Brown (352 pp.) $22.49 | Sep. 28, 2021 978-0-31633-353-5
The near death of a would-be salesman, as told by his fabulist son. “If my father was something of a joke, he was also a fucking colossus,” maintains our narrator, Jake Barnes, son of Charlie Barnes, a man once known as Steady Boy. By the time Ferris’ fourth novel opens in the fall of 2008, on the day Charlie receives a diagnosis of pancreatic cancer, the man has seen a lot of great business ideas go down in flames. The flying toupee, the herbicide, the clown franchise, the art school—not even the investment firm for retirees has panned out for this one-time employee of Bear Stearns. Though his son Jake, a successful novelist who pals around with the McEwans in the Cotswolds,
claims he “promised the old man to tell it straight this time, to stick to the facts for once,” the reader may have their doubts. And why? Well, among the mothers of Charlie’s several children are wives named Sue Starter, Barbara LeFurst, Charley Proffit, Barbara Ledeux, and Evangeline—though Barbara Ledeux claims the first Barbara was invented only to torture her, and as the layers of myth and embellishment are peeled away in successive sections labeled Farce, Fiction, and The Facts, we have less and less reason to doubt her. And what about this Jake Barnes? After a while we notice he’s told us very little about himself. “You’ve known you were a writer since you read Hemingway,” says his dad. “It was Dostoyevsky…and I was twelve,” replies the possibly misnamed Jake Barnes. Ferris’ own award-winning debut, Then We Came to the End (2007), gets name-checked in the novel’s final section: “Then we came to the end of another dull and lurid book.” But that’s Jake talking, not Joshua, and DeLillo said it first in Americana, and anyway, he’s just kidding. Good old-fashioned faux metafiction about death and family, full of panic and glee.
CROSSROADS
Franzen, Jonathan Farrar, Straus and Giroux (592 pp.) $30.00 | Oct. 5, 2021 978-0-374-18117-8 This first novel in an ambitious trilogy tracks a suburban Chicago family in a time of personal and societal turmoil. It says a lot that, at almost 600 pages, Franzen’s latest novel, set amid the waning years of the Vietnam War, leaves you wanting more. That it does so is also very good news: It’s the first in what promises to be a sprawling trilogy, continuing to the present day, which the author has titled A Key to All Mythologies in what is presumably a wink at its far-from-modest ambitions—yes, à la Middlemarch. That reference is classic Franzen, who imbues his books with big ideas, in this case about responsibility to family, self, God, country, and one’s fellow man, among other matters, all the while digging deep into his characters’ emotions, experiences, desires, and doubts in a way that will please readers seeking to connect to books heart-first. Here, the story follows two generations of the Hildebrandt family, headed by Russ, the associate pastor of a church in the fictional town of New Prospect, Illinois, who, when we first meet him in the leadup to Christmas 1971, is nursing a crush on a recently widowed parishioner and a grudge against the groovily charismatic leader of the church’s popular youth group, Crossroads, in which three of Russ’ four children are variously involved. Russ’ wife, Marion, who has gained weight over the years and lost her pre-maternal intensity and with it her husband’s sexual interest, is nursing a few secret preoccupations of her own, as are the couple’s three oldest children, Clem, Becky, and Perry. Each of the five characters, among whose perspectives Franzen adroitly toggles, is struggling with matters of morality and integrity, privilege and 16
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