Review published in the Dominion Post, 26 May 2007
"Fiery store tales"
Fire
Deborah Challinor
(HarperCollins Publishers, $35.99)
Reviewed by Philippa Jamieson
Fire is inspired by the 1947 fire at Ballantyne’s department store in Christchurch, but Challinor’s novel is set a fictional store, Dunbar and Jones, in Auckland’s Queen Street, in December 1953.
It’s a snapshot of a particular era: the country is preparing for its first royal visit by the newly crowned Queen Elizabeth. Milk bar cowboys and teddy boys are cruising the streets (artistic licence on the part of the author as this didn’t occur till a year later), the waterfront lockout is a recent memory, and Ngati Whātua have been kicked off what little land they had remaining in Orakei.
Various strands of the story are told through the lives of four young women working at Dunbar and Jones. Allie from the ladies’ wear department discovers what life is like for Māori in Orakei when she starts going out with Sonny Manaia from stores; worldly Irene sees just how far she can go with a flirtation with a married man; Louise leaves her daughter with her mother every day so she and her husband can save enough to buy their own home; and sweet Daisy is pregnant to her beloved fiancé.
Challinor has a good feel for the period and the book is clearly well researched. Her writing is flowing and easy to read, with natural-sounding dialogue. There are so many plots and sub-plots going on but the author manages to synchronise them well, and corrals them all together for the final showdown in the fire at Dunbar and Jones. Though the reader knows this is coming, it’s still a tense climax, and how it happens is realistic in its unpredictability. The fire serves as different things for different people: an escape, a catalyst to reveal secrets, and a spur to see what is really important in life.
Reading this novel, I was reminded of those glass-bottomed boats through which you can view coral reefs. You gaze down into this other world of colour and beauty and myriad species, but skim over the top of it rather than diving deep and getting in amongst it. Fire is like that: full of bright, distracting flashes of lots of people’s lives, which is fun, but I would have liked a more in-depth focus on one aspect of the story. The budding Māori-Pakeha relationship between Sonny and Allie would be my pick for most promising story line. There’s plenty more to explore just in that one story – indeed I wondered whether there could even be a sequel to this novel.
Although the author’s net is cast shallow and wide, this approach would translate well into a film, and there is ample scope for great visuals.