What does a life amount up to?
A collection of memories, snapshots of hazy moments that pile up at the back of a mind that are fitted into the incomplete puzzle of identity, experience and hopefulness.
David Carter had it all sorted out early in childhood. He would make of his passion for ancient objects his profession, and eventually he would open his own museum. When he meets Eleanor, a Scottish girl with a troubled family history, whom he marries not much later, he envisions his life as a steady progression towards personal and professional fulfillment. But a secret that should have remained a secret is bared in the open air by accident and he sees his past and present crumble down into a puddle of lies and moral dilemmas.
Jon McGregor threads a blunt, unadorned story of an ordinary life that needs to be reconstructed from scratch. Everything that David took for granted; his family heritage, his professional ambitions and his role as husband and father, acquires a new dimension in view of the fortuitous revelation that alters the perception of his life story for good. Small fragments of an alternative past are the foundations of David’s quest to find his authentic self: old letters, faded pictures and various mementoes guide him through the bumpy path towards the truth that has been eluding him for half of his life.
What is left of a life after it is spent?
David’s conscientious hoard of relics might allow a chain of events to be chronologically reenacted; but do the crucial, life-changing moments ever leave track? Or are they kept silent, buried deep in the dark recesses of our frustration, impotence and grief that we try to disguise with nonchalant indifference?
Like the ceaseless flow of subterranean waters, David will see his life go by without ever being fully in it, his cherished objects crowning every milestone in mute desperation, but his heart lost somewhere in the distant, unalterable past or in an unattainable future. Meanwhile, he doesn’t live his present.
In order to breathe again, in order for the stream to come up to the surface and kiss the shore of the parched land that has taken hold of him, David will have to embrace the tangled web of imperfections of those he loves as his own, and accept that the life he was given, the life that we all have, is only one; that family is more than blood ties or genetics, and that home is a stone’s throw away, home is within ourselves. There might be many ways to begin, but once you started walking, do not look back, and keep moving on.