Note: this review contains spoilers and quotes some obscene language from the book.
This is an engineered survival memoir. Twenty-six-year-old author Lucy Irvine answered a newspaper ad from a man she calls G who was looking for a woman to spend a year with him as a castaway on an island off the coast of Australia. Neither of them has much money, so they arrive with scant and odd supplies and Lucy doesn’t even have the funds to leave when the year is over. Some things they buy, other stuff people give them; the result is they are somehow both prepared as a true castaway wouldn’t be, and yet ill-prepared to survive.
Granted, this memoir is from Irvine’s point of view, but G seems to be a truly awful man to be stuck with on an island for any length of time, let alone a year. He calls her “old shithouse” and “cunt.” He sort of claims they’re endearments, but to both me and the author, they are demeaning terms, and Irvine even states the latter had a psychological effect on her.
Early on, G’s legs get bitten by insects and swell painfully, so he seems to spend most of the time lying around ostensibly working on his novel. He doesn’t build a proper shelter, and it seems Lucy does more than her share of the food gathering, in addition to all the cooking and firewood gathering. Actually, it’s not clear what G does to contribute. He sulks, he bitches if she mentions the lack of the shelter he was supposed to build. And yet she’s generally sympathetic to him, sensitive that he’s frustrated to no longer be as physically capable as when he was younger.
He’s twice her age, but the Australian government insisted they marry if they’re going to be living alone on Tuin together. The central problem between them for most of the book, and in a way the central conflict of the book, is their sex life. Lucy has no interest in a sexual relationship with G, something he resents deeply. Apparently, they did sleep together before traveling to the island, but once there she changed her mind. She simply isn’t attracted to him. At one point he says something like, “what’s the good of a cunt that doesn’t fuck.” Again, she seems to be doing the majority of the providing for both of them at this point, but he is fixated on the fact that she won’t have sex with him and makes it clear that is the only thing that gives her worth to him repeatedly.
He gets jealous of any other young man, accusing her of sleeping with them. Granted, she tends to spend most of her time naked or mostly naked in front of him and them, reveling in the freedom from social mores. The men do seem to take an interest and she disappears with them for hours. Staying with her point of view, the reader knows she chooses not to sleep with these other men, but G’s suspicions and jealousy are understandable given the circumstances.
Wait, other men, you ask? I thought they were stranded alone? They should be, and they are at first. But at one point two young men on their own experimental trip stop briefly at the island (and tell her G treats her horribly.) The story picked up for this part, and the impact their visit had on Lucy, G, and their experiment is interesting. Then at the halfway point of the book—though I think it’s earlier in the experiment, the timeline is vague throughout the book—they make contact with the locals who inhabit the nearby island of Badu. When the Baduans discover G can fix generators and boat motors and anything with an engine, they begin trading food and supplies and even bring them a small boat in exchange for his work.
G is finally contributing and perks up, but that they rely on commerce with the outside world undermines the experiment, something Lucy is aware of and resents. The Baduan’s are connected through commerce themselves with the rest of the world, and through them G and Lucy become connected, too. Granted, they likely would not have survived without help—the island had very little fresh water, not enough food, and illness and infection set in. Part of the issue is the coral reefs around the island cause the water to be poisonous, infecting any open wounds caused by routine scrapes and insect bites. As their health deteriorates, they became less and less physically capable of surviving. Even if they’d been actually stranded, they’d likely have encountered and established relationships with nearby natives. It’s hard to imagine there are habitable islands anywhere that are completely undiscovered, and the pair rely on things left on the island by others, such as a shed, sheets of iron, and a few crops they discover. But this aspect nevertheless significantly undermines the premise of the experiment and the book.
Overall, this was a slow read for me. It’s deceptively long, with the text packed densely on each page. Beyond that, for long stretches, nothing much happens. Lucy states that she cares about G but isn’t in love with him. She seems to think he falls in love with her. I don’t think either of them legitimately cared for the other, there’s no affection, this was a finite relationship and they were stuck with each other. She makes a lot of compromises to make the relationship work out of necessity. He seems to recognize she has no intention of staying with him after the year is up, and protects himself by making it clear she’s a sex object to him. Or so Lucy concludes, but he objectifies her through, and I suspect she’s painting a rosier picture of him either out of kindness or her own ego. Again, we don’t get G’s point of view, so that perspective is skewed in the author’s favor.
G’s attitude likely contributed to Lucy isolating herself a lot. This may also just be her personality. When they form relationships with the Baduans, it’s mostly G who socializes, Lucy maintains her isolation more, often choosing to stay on Tuin while G travels to Badu, and going off by herself. There’s nothing wrong with that, but Lucy walking around the island alone, trying to poetically describe her daily life and doing the same few things, gets tedious. I ended up having to push myself to keep reading through most of this book, even though the premise really intrigued me. I will say, she does a good job blending her diary and the narrative, it’s well structured.
I think it would have been more enjoyable if they’d had a better relationship and if they’d just done more in general. When the two young men stop at the island, they are physically able to help a great deal in a short time. They describe all the things they’d have done, making a good shelter, for starters, and even decorating it. It’s what Lucy imagined doing, and it’s what I imagined they’d do. But I guess if I want that, I’ll have to turn to fiction. Maybe I’ll try Robinson Crusoe and The Swiss Family Robinson.