I have never heard of this author Kiana Davenport before. My book club brought her to my attention and when I found out that she is a hapa author (native Hawaiian mother and white father), I felt compelled to read one of her books. The book cover of "Song of the Exile" really caught my eye and I usually enjoy reading historical fictions.
But this was a long book and overly ambitious. I only liked the bits in the book that are set in Hawaii. The parts set in Paris and especially Shanghai are horrible and unbelievable. The author writes about them as if they were the size of Honolulu. I couldn't take the story serious even though it deals with a very grim topic - comfort women in WWII. Of course, Paris and Shanghai are international cities, but the way the author wrote, you would think that those two cities were mixed like Honolulu. Yes, there are expats in Paris and Shanghai, but there is still a major local population too, especially in Shanghai.
It's a very ambitious book. We meet Keo, a native Hawaiian and his girlfriend Sunny, a half Korean half native Hawaiian. Keo is a natural musician and falls in love with jazz. He learns from the African American soldiers that pass-through Honolulu. Keo doesn't want to be mediocre and dreams of making it big. Sunny supports his dream and while she is still in university, she encourages him to sail away to Louisiana, the home of jazz, where he can learn and develop his skill more.
So far so good. But then the story moves to Paris. So many jazz musicians have left Europe due to the Nazi threat and Keo gets a gig in Paris. So, he goes there of course because Sunny has always dreamed about this city. To make things even more unbelievable, Sunny actually follows him all the way to Paris. She comes from a troubled family - her Korean father is abusive towards her Hawaiian mother. When he left Korea, her father was actually already married to a Korean woman but when their child was born with a disability, he abandoned his wife and daughter in Shanghai and continued his journey to Hawaii alone.
In Paris, their life is surrounded by expats and gypsies. Everybody speaks English. In the beginning, they are happy but then they slowly realize that the Nazis are committing atrocious crimes. Sunny suddenly becomes part of a group involved in moving the Louvre's artwork out of Paris. How unbelievable. She turns into a sort of social justice warrior and gets angry with Keo for playing jazz to Nazi officers. She suddenly leaves him and that's when the most unbelievable thing happens - she goes all alone to Shanghai to look for her long-lost disabled half-sister Lili. And then it gets worse. Keo actually follows her. He plays jazz in Shanghai and asks around if anybody has seen Sunny. And once again! They bump into each other. I don't want to spoil what happens next, but the Paris and Shanghai chapters were so cheesy, unbelievable and terrible.
But we get to know the characters. I enjoyed learning about Keo's and Sunny's parents. There are also two clairvoyants in the story, who play important roles in revealing some mysteries - Oogh and Pono. I liked them. But I thought the character development of Malia (the sister of Keo) was horrible. Out of the blue, Krash emerges and I couldn't comprehend their relationship at all. Malia was a strange character, who did the most unbelievable thing - she gave birth to a child and didn't tell the child that she was in fact her mother and didn't reveal the identity of the father until much later. I couldn't follow her logic at all. The author also had a tendency to sort of romanticize the Hawaiian characters. They were gorgeous, beautiful, wise, intelligent, while all the other ethnicities had faults. Also, all the evil Nazis and rapists that Keo punched or killed was over the top. Like a desperate way for the author to turn him into a superhero.
And don't get me started on the Japanese character Endo. So unbelievable. Paris, Rabaul, Honolulu. I won't say more. I liked how Sunny's chapters were written in italics and that we only hear her voice every now and then. Towards the second half of the book, when she suffers the tragedy of becoming a comfort woman, I warmed up towards her. Those parts were well written, especially what happened to them after the war. I always wonder what people who love Japan (culture, food) think about the comfort women in WWII that were kidnapped and raped by the Japanese soldiers. For some reason, many people only think that the Jews were the biggest victims of WWII. I don't want to get political, but we should all remember what happened to these poor women. This is very important history too.
For instance, I didn't know that when the Allied soldiers rescued the comfort women, they at first looked at these women as Japanese spies. It was only when the white comfort women (Dutch, British, Australian) revealed what had happened to them that they realized that these women were kidnapped and forced to become sex slaves for the Japanese soldiers. The women needed a lot of medical care and food. There's a scene in the book where some of the women who have regained their weight and some of their health, were approached by American soldiers, who gave them money in return for certain services. Horrible. Reading this book, I was googling a lot on comfort women and read several true-life stories. Words can't express what they went through. It is so sad. So, I am glad that the author addressed this topic in this book. But the Paris and Shanghai chapters were horrible. Malia's storyline was crap. The novel was too ambitious, just like Keo and Sunny.
'Ey! What wrong with mediocre? It mean ordinary, what most folks are. Ordinariness best kine quality. Look how mediocre man live - quiet, lazy, no bother others. T'ink 'bout digestion, making love, lying on beach. What better dan dat? Mediocre man understand life short, live while can. All dat other stuff - genius, originality, work, work, work - fo' da birds! Breed ugliness! Everybody come suspicious, competitive. "Who da best?" Who care who da best?'