why, why why cannot Canadian writers write something entertaining? why can American ones get to write something thrilling about sad subjects while their Northern cousins use soft shades to depict anything?The umbrella mender is not a bad book, but you would expect to be more thrilled by the life of a nurse in the 1950s, fighting TB in the north of Ontario, assisting mothers to give birth in bad conditions, treating patients who will die... and the feeling is missing! Margaret Atwood has damaged two generations of writers who want to do like her. Well, fist, no one reads Atwood if they don't have too, and she gets to be a bit ancient, no? You have all the settings in this book for a great novel, the story is interesting, and it badly lacks passion.Even a hawk flying around, and it flops, because the way it is told is cold, descriptive. You may feel what happens in the minds of the Indians women if you dig, but nothing is obvious. A woman gives birth to a breech baby and the midwife has to put her am inside her to get the baby out. what do we read?" the woman inhaled sharply as Ruth freckled arm slipped out of her and with it the baby.His skin was mauve and velvety."over here. Now" Ruth's words wee edged in icy fear. Her bloodied hands held the baby out to Hazel. "suction his mouth"
In such circumstances, it may be better to stay calm , but the reader feels as nothing major is happening.
The baby will be saved, and a few minutes later, "Ruth was not speaking, not to comfort the woman, not to give further direction". You think they would be happy, they saved him? but no, nothing. a while later, "that ought to do it, fifteen stitches."
It would be a beautiful story, though sad, with more feelings. And more details. I still don't know how many Indians had TB, or if the steptomycin really helped. Was 1951 a worse year than usual and why? Did she love the umbrella mender? I understand the book is symbolic, it shows nature against nurture -but still, why is he sure the baby's existence will kill him? From then, I don't get the meaning of it anymore. Gideon dies, accident, suicide or murder?
While she is pregnant, Wilcox proposes to her, but she can't accept. Ruth, he friend gets TB and leaves Mooses, then Hazel, the narrator, leaves too and wants to go to Toronto to give birth to the child she's carrying, but her water breaks during the trip and she decides to have the baby in a silo. The baby dies a few hours after being born.
Maybe someone with more romantic feelings will like this book better. I don't understand it, I don't know what you are meant to feel. You don't learn anything about TB, o about health, you hear nature is beautiful, but you knew it before...
Two and a half stars so that I may bring up to 3.