One of the reasons why I join bookclubs is to encourage myself to read books I wouldn't normally read, to get me out of my comfort zone. And one of the hopes of any bookclub I think, for me at least, is to find a gem, a book that you had never wanted to read but, having read through coercion, have been spellbound by. This is that book. Descriptions of it that I'd read when it was first released had turned me off - it sounded boring - but with such low expectations I was so into this story that I read it in 3 days, 3 work days that is. In other words, I loved this book!
Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress is very short, a slim volume of only 184 pages, not a single one wasted. Set in 1971 over the course of a couple of years, it follows the story of the unnamed 17 year old narrator and his best friend Luo, a year older, sent into the countryside to be "re-educated" by the peasants.
Having never studied Chinese history, my knowledge and understanding of the last century in China is sketchy at best. Dai Sijie provides an insight into the re-education policy of Chairman Mao, something the author himself was subjected to before immigrating to France. The program, quite simply, removes the children of intellectuals, state enemies and "stinking scientific authorities", as the narrator's parents were classed, both being doctors (Luo's father is a successful dentist who was famous for fixing Mao's teeth), and sends them out to be re-educated along Revolutionary ideals.
The two young men are sent to Phoenix Mountain to be re-educated by the opium-farmers-turned-Communist-peasants. Because of their parents, there is a 3 in 1000 chance of them being returned to their families. The only possessions they have been allowed to keep on the Mountain are the narrator's violin and Luo's alarm clock, which quickly becomes a novelty.
The mountain has several villages, and at one lives the Tailor and his daughter, the Little Seamstress as they nickname her. Both find her delightful, beautiful, captivating, but it is Luo who starts a relationship with her.
At another village is Four-Eyes, the only person on the mountain who has glasses. He is the son of a writer and a poet, and has in his possession a secret suitcase which Luo and his friend discover by accident. The suitcase is full of forbidden texts by Western writers, from Dumas' The Count of Monte Cristo to Balzac's Pere Goiriot, from Dosteovsky to Bronte.
Neither Luo nor the narrator got the intellectual education they're being punished for, but they still recognise the treasure that Four-Eyes is in possession of, and hatch a plan to get hold of the suitcase. While worlds and values they never knew are opened up to the boys, it is the Little Seamstress they have the most impact on, in an almost ironic ending.
This story is often funny, with a light, effortless narrative spiced with tales of mischief. The visit to the old Miller, with his rippling stomach, is one such. The story could have been one of those depressing, melodrammatic books, full of an emphasis on hardship and persecution, the characters over-moralising and preachy. There's none of that here. The boys' escapades delight and entertain without seeming trite or naive, the flowing, light tone of the novel actually helps put the more gruesome or upsetting scenes in perspective.
Story-telling plays a large part in this story. Luo and the narrator are sent by the village headman to the nearest town of Yong Jing to watch North Korean films and return to retell the story to the village. When they get their hands on Four-Eyes' books, they read the forbidden stories to the Little Seamstress and her father.
After reading Jean-Christophe, the narrator says: "Without him I would never have understood the splendour of taking free and independent action as an individual. Up until this stolen encounter with Romain Rolland's hero, my poor educated and re-educated brains had been incapable of grasping the notion of one man standing up against the whole world. ... To me it was the ultimate book: once you had read it, neither your own life nor the world you lived in would ever look the same."
This may seem a bit like shovelling sentiment into your lap, but the book isn't like that, and the setting renders any such corniness obsolete. What might seem obvious to us was a revelation to the narrator and his friend Luo, and the Little Seamstress. What we can learn from stories, what was repressed by Mao's Cultural Revolution, burst from the pages of the stolen, secret stash of classics and had a profound impact on the characters' lives, indeed lifted them up from the mud of the mountain.
The only bit that I didn't like so much, as far as the book was written, was the three chapters towards the end that flesh out Luo and the Little Seamstress' relationship, as told from their perspective and, oddly, the Old Miller who spies them "coupling". It jarred a bit with me, the tone implying it's building up to something important, even tragic, without delivering. Almost as if the author, having written a novella, had to flesh out the story a bit and this was the only way he could. Not that I didn't want to know more about them, to make their relationship more solid and help connect the emotions that come at the end, but still. I'm ambivalent, I guess, about this "device".