This reads like Astley's last book & on checking it is. This might sound negative, but not so, Astley is still as dry humoured & witty & acerbic as ever.
She thumps her soapbox over the increase in interest of electronic gadgets over reading: no one writes, or reads or is interested in world events in Drylands. The stock in the newsagency is going yellow and the owner is forced to stocking videos. The serious novel is dead! is a frequent mantra. Astley was watching book stores die as she wrote this. I believe she would be pleased to see the resurgence of on line stores and ebooks - although I would love her cutting remarks regarding the YA boom of popularity right now.
Rather than a normal narrative plot, it is almost 6 or 7 connected stories involving the people of Drylands and why they are there. It is only in the last 50 pages or so, that they all flow into a single coda of a narrative. This works well & even the times when an event is repeated, you see that event from another perspective and it only enhances the importance, rather than bores.
Astley's Queensland has always been populated by broken drunks, or someone hiding, or someone being constrained by small town mentality and bigotry. It is all here and more. The great thing is: they are believable and if you have experienced life in smaller communities, very accurate. Astley's microscope of Australian human nature has always been accurate and scathing and sharp as any surgeon's scalpel.
There is also violence, often psychological. There is nothing worse than knowing well your attacker. They know you & your foibles and can manipulate much more than any stranger. The powerlessness of knowing your attempted rapists and knowing you will be treated as the villain must be chilling indeed. Knowing the only way is to move out, at a loss is ugly. Astley handles this portion of the novel masterfully and from the woman's perspective with clarity and lack of sentimentality.
Astley was writing during a period of the country going through tough times - bank foreclosures, lack of free money thus business closures: in short, a town dying. I remember those days & Astley has encapsulated it honestly, truthfully and faithfully. There have been innovative ways of revitalising towns, but they have been remission periods and I see more empty premises again in the past year or so.
My favourite character is Bryceland. He is the wealthy local, a councillor for the local council, & buys up all the land and businesses. He might now own the newsagent and the pub, and vast acreage, but you don't sell very much when the town is empty. Short term gain, long term pain (I believe this the favoured strategy of most Australian governments). His glee is for the mentally retarded that believe in the here and now.
I heard this appropriately driving across the Hay Plains and up through the arid lands of central Australia. If you get the opportunity to acquire the audiobook read by Beverley Dunn, do so. This reader oozes the Queensland accent & inflections perfectly. She made me laugh with her skillful reading - a lot (fortunately I traveled alone otherwise I believe I would have deafened my companion). I suspect she would be unintelligible to my North American friends.
This is a fitting final work to the wonderful opus of the currently neglected Thea Astley. Yes, I am a fan.