I'll admit that I was in two minds about reading Dennis Bock's Going Home Again, which has been shortlisted for this year's Giller Prize. I wanted to read it, because I generally like stories about repatriation; but I also didn't want to read it, because I know Trevor, from The Mookse and The Gripes, didn't like it.
Yet, when I opened this book on Saturday afternoon, thinking I'd just read a couple of chapters, I found myself completely absorbed by this tale of two divorced men and their fragile relationships with those around them, and before I knew it I had almost finished the entire novel.
Moving back home
The story is narrated by Charlie Bellerose, a Canadian who has spent the best part of 20 years living in Madrid, where he is married with a 12-year-old daughter. But things are not as cosy as they first seem. Charlie and his Spanish wife are estranged, and Charlie has made the decision to return home to Toronto, where he plans to open his fifth foreign language school and start his life afresh.
And it is here in Toronto that he re-establishes contact with his older brother, Nate, with whom he has a troubled relationship. The last time he saw Nate was a decade ago — and the two have not been on speaking terms since. But things are different now — Nate seems older and wiser, even if he is going through a rather messy divorce with his wife, Monica, and he is sharing responsibility for bringing up their two sons, Titus and Quinn.
Over the course of a year, we follow Charlie's ups and downs: his struggle to adjust to life without his daughter, whom he adores; the joy of taking on a fatherly role to Titus and Quinn, often looking after them while Nate is away on business; his reconnection with Holly, an old girlfriend, who is now happily married; and the happiness of finding a new girlfriend. As these events unfold, Bock uses flashbacks to tell Charlie's back story: his upbringing by a kindly uncle after his parents were killed in a car crash; his life at university in which his best friend — Holly's boyfriend — jumped off a bridge and died; his subsequent meanderings through Spain and how he met his wife; the tense, stressful — and wary — relationship he has with Nate.
The effect of this is to build up a well-rounded, and often touching, portrait of a relatively simple man leading a somewhat complicated, messy life and wondering how he ever got himself into the messes he now finds himself in — living an ocean away from his beloved daughter and finding himself caught up, once again, in his brother's irresponsible shenanigans.
Of course, this novel isn't perfect and there were some issues that felt unresolved to me. As a book about a man returning to his homeland after 20 years, I felt the absence of any personal dislocation very telling. But perhaps he had bigger issues with which to contend, not least the fact that his brother is still as self-absorbed as he ever was and, as we later find out in a rather dramatic "twist" near the end, quite an appalling sort of character, indeed.
And while the narrative zips along at a rather frenetic pace and effortlessly moves backwards and forwards in time, I sometimes felt as if Bock under-delivered what some of his set pieces had promised. Perhaps it was intentional, but I'm still mulling over a scene very early in the book in which Titus is accused of an abhorrent act that is never properly resolved. What was the point? Was it to foreshadow events, to suggest Titus was his father's son?
And the ending, which involves a murder, seemed slightly dramatic in what, up until that point, had been a nicely underplayed narrative.
But what I really liked about Going Home Again was this: it is a wholly domestic tale — about men and women, about marriage, about family, about the fallout of divorce — and it is told from an entirely male perspective. I cannot recall having read a book like this before, and for that reason, it felt new and interesting to me.
I'm not sure Going Home Again is likely to win the Giller Prize, but it's an enjoyable story that will resonate with those who know that life is what happens when you are busy making other plans..........................................................................................................................
I read this book as part of the Shadow Giller Prize 2013.
For another take on this book, please see Trevor's review at The Mookse and The Gripes.