As a work of fiction, the middle grade/YA novel "Moon at Nine" is a mess. There are structural problems in the storytelling, unexplained tangents that read as emotionless scenes, and jumps in the timeline that feel chaotic and arbitrary. The reader is also required to understand a *LOT* of historical context and cultural detail on their own -- which is fine for an adult reader. But had I been eleven, twelve, sixteen or even eighteen years old, much of this book would've gone over my head, and I probably would've DNF'd before the first fifty pages.
What must be emphasized with this novel, however -- more so than any of its structural problems -- is that it's not really a novel at all. This is a work of creative nonfiction, with enough details changed that the author and publisher could slap on the label of "fiction." In the Author's Note, the reader learns the protagonist of this story, a fifteen-year-old Iranian named Farrin, survived the events in this book, and lived to tell the tale. Author Deborah Ellis, who has won many awards for her work in children's literature, chose to share this woman's story with the world, and the author decided that the best way to do that was to turn the real-life story of Farrin into a middle-grade/YA novel.
I think that was an exceedingly unfortunate choice, but what's done is done. The novel is a rough mess, and the first half of the book has so many emotionless, disconnected scenes because the story is far more suited to the realm of adult fiction.
But the real-life Farrin is definitely still here on the page, sharing her story with us. And for every structural problem that exists in this book, the dark, horrifying reality of the world still shines through in all its terror and heartbreak. Which is why "Moon at Nine" is still worth a 5-star rating to me, the rating of a book I wholeheartedly recommend others read.
If you have ever read Marjane Satrapi's brilliant, and highly accessible, graphic autobiography, "Persepolis," (which was also turned into a film), you'll be familiar with most of the story details in "Moon at Nine." Farrin was a child during the Islamic Revolution. Her affluent, entitled, and embittered parents were trapped in Iran after the fall of the Shah, and Farrin is fifteen by the time the Iran-Iraq War ends in 1988.
This is when the plot of the book really starts, about midway through the novel. After the war, Farrin falls in love with one of her female classmates, and once the two teens are caught kissing at school, they are both severely punished for their "crime" of "deviant" behavior. The details of what happens to them is the beating heart of this novel.
The rough beginning of this book has to do with the author's attempts to make Farrin and her parents more "likeable" to the reader, and to build sympathy for them due to the fact that they've lived through a revolution and almost a decade of war.
And the truth is, these are privileged, entitled people who behave in privileged, entitled ways. Which is to say, Farrin and her parents are gross. The author goes to great lengths to keep the reader trapped in the mindset of a young, naive Farrin, but at the same time, the reader is expected to understand the historical context as an adult. There is a giant disconnect here. As an adult reader, I can clearly see Farrin is selfish, spoiled, entitled, and cold. She has grown up in a selfish, cold, and highly affluent household. Her parents are brutal people who do brutal things. No amount of "gloss" the author tries to give these people can cover up their abhorrent sense of entitlement, their narcissism, or the violence they are capable of to protect their own privilege.
Farrin is often highly unlikeable, and her parents are more unlikeable still. Had this book been adult fiction, the author could've embraced Farrin's complicity, rather than trying to emphasize her youth in a drastic effort to portray her as an innocent victim. Farrin is certainly a victim, and all teenagers have a high degree of innocence as a result of their youth -- but Farrin isn't morally clean. By the age of fifteen, she is the near-grown product of her parents, and her mindset of privilege is burdened by all of the moral dilemmas of her worldview. Farrin is not a character of integrity -- she is already morally stained. But the teenager she falls in love with -- an amazing young woman named Sadira -- is a character who *is* morally pure, and full of integrity.
The scenes with Sadira are the real joy of this book, because Sadira is the kind of protagonist who stars in most middle-grade/YA fiction.
But this isn't really a novel. Farrin's tale is a narrative slice of real life. Which means Sadira -- and Sadira's moral purity -- also belong to real life.
And what happens to people like Sadira, in the world of real life? You can certainly guess, I hope. I would hope anyone can predict what becomes of the innocent and the morally pure in a fascist regime. Especially a fascist regime touting itself as a religiously fundamentalist return to God's will, such as the Islamic totalitarian government in Iran.
In reflecting on "Moon at Nine," let me name two magnificent adult novels that also embrace the destruction of innocents in real life: "A Separate Peace" by John Knowles and "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy. If you are at all familiar with the fate of the morally-pure Finny in "A Separate Peace," or the fate of the astoundingly kind, beautiful, and loving Velutha in "The God of Small Things," then you'll understand Sadira's role in "Moon at Nine" -- which, I have no doubt, is also exactly true to real life. It is the ending of this book that most perfectly functions as a novel, because only in the final third of this book does all narrative pretense fall away, and the darkness of reality takes over.
I would have preferred this story as adult fiction, and I would have *much* preferred to know Farrin as an adult. The author wanted to focus the story on how lesbians are punished as "deviants" in fascist regimes, and I do think that's important -- but that's really not enough for me. I wanted to know what happened to Farrin after the last page of this book. What happened with the rest of her life? And how did the adult Farrin come to tell the author her story? That, to me, is the real meat of this tale. I'm always far more interested in the aftermath of damage than in the damage itself.
But I also really appreciate truth, and "Moon at Nine" tells the truth. It's a hideous truth, and the author's attempts to sugar-coat and gloss over Farrin's moral ugliness as a teenager hinders the first half of this book. But the truth of real life is still there, exploding out of these pages. And that, to me, is worth rating this book all five stars.
I recommend "Moon at Nine" to anyone who enjoys dark, morally-complicit novels like "The God of Small Things" and "A Separate Peace." Because Farrin is no traditional hero. While I did come to care about her, and feel tremendous sympathy for her, this is a story loaded with unexamined privilege and rampaging selfishness. And nothing can compare with the selfishness of Farrin's own parents, or the atrocities of the Iranian regime. The material in this book is horrifying, and it's absolutely worth reading. You'll know the truth when you see it. The absurdity and cruelty of Iranian officials, as well as the casual murder and torture of innocent Iranian citizens in this book is entirely gripping. This is Farrin's eyewitness account, and it's stunning.