*Spoilers* (The following contains a complete summary of the story.)
I was not won over by Bezimena until the last few pages. The book is a quick read, the art is impressive, but I wasn't too sure about the choice to make it a picture book, and the content is exceptionally unsettling, sometimes violently pornographic. But then the imagery becomes increasingly surreal, the story is recontextualized from a stomach-turning rape fantasy into psychological horror, and, after all that, "Bezimena took the priestess's head out of the water and calmly asked... 'Who were you crying for? Who were you crying for?'" The story reminds us that pain is universal and self-pity is fruitless. In the end, it is all a drop of water in the lake.
You see, the priestess is a child of "needless suffering," and wise, old Bezimena, exhausted with her complaints, forces her head into the water, seemingly drowning her. Bezimena is reborn as a boy, Benny, who is sex-obsessed from a very early age and punished viciously as a result of youthful transgressions, and so he learns to live in the shadows in order to hide his shame from the world. As a young man, he happens upon Becky, a young woman who was an elementary school crush of his, drawing and talking to a friend at the zoo, and when she leaves behind a sketchbook, he takes it and follows her home where he sees her bathing (on the way, he passes by a statue of Artemis, an allusion to the tale in which a young man sees the goddess of the hunt bathing and is punished as a result). When he flees back to his home, he finds in the sketchbook drawings that detail everything that happened to him that day, and there are also drawings of acts that seem to foretell what he will do in the future.
This is where the story enters the most uncomfortable territory. The young man, following the cues in the sketchbook, at different times sexually assaults Becky's friend, her maid, and then, possibly, Becky herself, although, by this time, the narrative has broken down into such dreamlike territory, it is difficult to tell precisely what is real. Benny has been having strange dreams, and the final assault, which alludes to the myth of the man being turned into a stag and torn apart by Artemis's hounds, is nothing short of a nightmare.
Benny is awoken by the police, and we find out along with him that the sketchbook does not have the graphic depictions that he thought. It is a book of child's drawings, and Benny is accused of assaulting and murdering three children. In his own mind, this never happened, and even as he is convicted, he can't believe that he is guilty, even as he slips the noose around his neck, he can't understand how any of this could have happened. And after seeing this entire life through Benny's eyes, we are reminded that Benny was a reincarnation of the priestess, who, it turns out, did not drown, and her life as Benny was an illustration provided to her by Bezimena, who asks the priestess, who asks all of us witnesses, "Who were you crying for?" For herself? For Benny? For the girls he violated and murdered? She seems to be saying, If we cry over everything worth crying over, there will be no end of tears, because all pain comes from pain and produces more pain. So we must turn away from "needless suffering" and focus on the stillness we can find inside ourselves, inside of nature.
The essay at the end is an equally powerful personal narrative about the author's own history with abuse and betrayal, and the novel feels like it could be her own attempt at exorcising the demons of her past by living through the eyes of a predator, living his pain and his shame and his horror in order to overcome the fear and terror she felt at the hands of such men, to subdue her own suffering beneath empathy (not sympathy), to transform herself into the wise and patient Bezimena, knowing pain but beyond its grasp.
4.5