The Cherry Robbers
by Sarai Walker
The narrator and protagonist in The Cherry Robbers is eighty-year-old lesbian painter Sylvia Wren. After a career spent in and inspired by New Mexico and its landscape, Sylvia is a respected, well-known – and well-off – figure, even though she lives like a recluse and avoids publicity like a plague. And for good reason too. Sylvia has a well-kept secret. She is actually Iris Chapel, the second youngest of six daughters of an arms magnate, brought up in a palatial mansion in Connecticut. When a journalist threatens to reveal this early chapter in her life, Sylvia/Iris decides to face her past and write down her memories of childhood and youth.
Albeit largely left to their own devices by their distant father and their eccentric mother (prey to visions of the victims of weapons manufactured by the Chapel factories), the six sisters lead a privileged life in each other’s company. When the eldest daughter becomes engaged to a dashing young man, her mother entreats her to cancel the wedding, prophesying tragedy. Hardly anyone believes the mother’s rants, but tragedy does strike, in the most melodramatic of ways, after the wedding night. History keeps repeating itself for the other sisters, a sure sign that not only is the Chapel mansion haunted, but the family itself also seems struck by a curse. Will Iris manage to outrun it?
The
Cherry Robbers reads like a version of The Virgin Suicides
in which the voyeuristic male gaze of that novel’s rather morbid narrator is
substituted with the voice of a feisty, self-deprecating, feminist heroine. Walker’s novel is best approached as a
deliberately OTT creation, painted in garish colours, with little attempt at nuance. The central metaphor of the novel is hardly
subtle. All the male suitors are
cartoonish, cardboard figures. So are,
up to a point, the Chapel sisters who readily sacrifice themselves to them. Yet, the novel is still successful in its
combination of comedy and horror, providing a refreshing alternative take on well-worn
Gothic tropes.
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