[3.5 rounded up]
Perhaps if I hadn’t already read the astonishing His Bloody Project, a Booker Prize finalist for 2016, I wouldn’t have been slightly underwhelmed with this one. Both books have unreliable narrators (my favorite kind), both take place in 19th century rural Scotland, both illuminate a feudal type setting of poverty-stricken crofters, and both books show the violent savagery of a triple murder. However, the postmodern style of HBP contains “Found Documents,” news clippings, anthropology clippings and several narrators. Benbecula is a bit more claustrophobic, with one narrator—the murderer’s brother, who is himself descending into insanity and calls himself a mirror of his brother. In this case, the victims are the mother, father, and aunt of the murderer, Angus McPee. I also didn’t know that this novella is part of a series of Polygon’s Darkland Tales, where different authors (Val McDermid, Denise Mina, David Greig, and others) explore specific events of Scottish history but through a contemporary perspective.
I appreciate that here again, Burnet’s sophisticated language skills forces the reader to look between the lines for the truth, but don’t expect him to tie it up in a bow for you. Mental illness was viewed and treated in a primitive way in 1857, when these murders took place. He does have a rather long (and, imho, unnecessary) Afterword in which he talks about this. However, I felt like a fairly educated or knowing reader would have been able to discern this on their own. I have a slight disagreement with Macrae Burnet’s disagreement about “maniacal”—I do think, for example, that certain diseases like bipolar and some psychoses can show itself with maniacal behaviors, a sort of on-top-of-the-world to the nth degree. (I am a psychiatric RN, so I’m speaking from an area of experience). The term may also have some semantic differences with modernity, but not so much as to not associate it with splitting hairs.
The narrator, Malcolm MacPhee, is living in the family home in Benbecula, where his brother committed the murders. (This is inspired or based on a true event.) He is isolated and ostracized, with his only visitors are an alcoholic priest and the kindly neighbor, Mrs. MacLeod. It’s obvious that Malcolm has sexual fantasies of her when she helps bathe him once a month. There’s no question that Malcolm will make you cringe, but the author knows how to keep you intrigued with your own empathy for the character. It takes a skilled and talented writer to paint a potential madman with such feeling. His descent into madness will pull you right along, just as the voices he hears grip him, too.
“...I find myself wondering...whether I am the mind that goads me or I am the mind that reasons with the other mind. And I feel that I am not one man but two men.”
This was a 3.5 for me, but I’ll also blame my ignorance of the Polygon’s Darkland Tales. For that reason, I am rounding up to 4 stars, giving Macrae Burnet the benefit of the doubt.