Interesting yet distressing to read, it is far too long with too much detail; slow paced for half of plot, at least.
Like author, Fiona McIntosh, every researched aspect of their historical stories are included; in mixing fact with fiction. Further editing is required; some punctuation and dialogue was annoying at times. Some scenes were not necessary and there were far too many characters.
All of the above detracts somewhat and one can easily become disengaged. However, the idea and era, setting and atmospheric imagery was well described.
Thus, this dark, passionate, treacherous and torturous (emotional, physical, spiritual etc), early 18th century tale of witchcraft woes in a Scottish fishing village, the 'Weem', holds the reader from the start. But it plodded along in Part One, up until the Tollbooth tortures began.....and kept going, and going, which took far too much effort to stay focussed. Gruesome!
Indeed, with accusations and superstition put upon the independent and strong-knitted female workers, the fishwives, and it's consequential divisiveness, imprisonment and death thereafter, the plot unfolds, exploring the culture and beliefs of the day. Not the least that of the local Church.
Reverend Couper is the greatest distorter of truth, the power-hungry antagonist within this plot. He yields this in his weekly sermons, planting seeds of doubt, rumour and manipulation amidst the parishioners. Nothing new. It reminded me of the book, Chocolat, which also had a likewise priest who preached against the sins of eating the delicacy in the French town. He succumbed eventually but his presence manipulated the parishioners throughout. Maybe Karen Brooks has used this too, in her other book, The Chocolate Maker's Wife; I'm yet to read.
However, the course of injustice in The Darkest Shore, is the plot's strongest thread, the scaffolding holding it together in a Church versus women theme. It's undoing, though, is the women's commitment and support of each other, and their town; their focus being more Christian than the Church itself. This aspect is impressive in the plot.
A forward thinking group of females for the day, these fishwives bring a sense of liberation to the plot with their consistent strength, honesty and independence for their cause. They show sheer grit and determination throughout, none more so than during the hideous prison torture.
But also when one of their own is viciously killed, hoisted and dunked in the sea then trampled upon on a road, with a large door over her, one rallies towards the fishwives cause. Yet the townspeople, by this stage, were engorged with hatred toward these supposed witches.
Detail is graphic, perhaps too much so. It's quite disturbing. It's what causes war and with coercive leaders, like the Reverend, in the name of God, there have been many. Europe chased witches, burnt and expelled the devil and this, in historical terms, was also seen in Scotland and printed in the annals of the day.
This is what attracted Brooks to the tale she created around the facts; beginning each chapter with real quotes. She discusses at the end, again, in far too much detail as if it was another book, though of interest, that she included realistic settings and characters and events.
But her tale's ending is different...it's too sickly sweet and perfect...it seemed rather hastened after the bulk of the plot was slow paced, and gave one the impression, that the torture was all worth it. I was disappointed. However, the decision to dunk and kill the Reverend was ‘just desserts’ yet a pricking for this prick would not have gone astray either! Then suddenly after his death, villagers stopped the harassment of the fishwives. Just too neat. There would have been Church members who still believed that these witches should burn.
Some of the characters seemed flimsy at times as the focus was on the authorial license of her fictional protagonist, the beautiful sorceress (of course!), Scorcha McIntyre. Too beautiful and too intelligent a character.
She conveniently, finds her handsome Captain, Aiden Ross, and rather promptly, following her own terrifying imprisonment (Part 1), their lustful desire and love is supposed to transcend this, in a stark contrast.
From torture to wanting sexual passion when Scorcha is all but limp, cut, weeping pus from her torturous wounds, it’s hard to comprehend. Thus to find energy for such
an astounding, yet quite a moving and sensual scene, seemed out of place; it was too soon in the plot…hence overdone and unnecessary in its intent. There was no other scene like this thereafter.
What would have worked, instead, after Aiden bathed Scorcha’s wrecked body, (since they were not yet physically intimate), was to tend to her wounds, very carefully, then placing her on the bed to sleep (much needed), and gently stroking her hair and laying beside her for the night; calming her when nightmares occurred or cried from pain with her terrible ‘pricking’ prison injuries etc.
The author could have kept the ‘carrot dangling’ with their relationship and ultimate consummation; by slowly adding to their intimacy, over the weeks (and chapters), as Scorcha slowly healed, both physically and emotionally. A kiss, a hug, a cradling in arms, asleep, sharing food, histories etc before a well enough woman falls into her lover’s arms.
Overall 2.5-3*, occasionally lower and higher.
It’s a fascinating history but Brooks had a tendency to overwrite, almost to the point that we hear her voice throughout; all that research crammed into her head thrust itself into the plot making it rather drawn out.
Post note:
Many have reviewed the book in detail, and comments varied yet I agree with those of lower * . I'll read another of her books and hope it won't be too long winded.