The refugee crisis is one that needs to be talked about, and despite this book’s many shortcomings, it did, at least, do that. It doesn’t do so as well or as powerfully as I hoped, but it is one of the few positive things that definitely cannot be discounted. It’s just a shame, because it could have been so much more.
This is clearly a book that panders to a white audience. From the offset, the book was obviously invested in creating characters that were human by relating various anecdotes that would make these characters more ‘relatable’. I have nothing against this - in fact, humanizing marginalized characters is something I always support, but it was done so transparently and ineffectually here. It felt forced and artificial, the characters two-dimensional and not existing beyond these few characteristics that defined them. The writing style doesn’t help either - for the most part it’s clunky and painfully detached, and doesn’t pack any of the emotional punch you’d expect for all the dark, harrowing scenes there are throughout. But it doesn’t end there.
One of the main things that bothered me about how this ‘humanization’ took place was that the characters weren’t particularly religious, and it seemed like a decision made to make them somehow more easily relatable, to show that Islam comes in different shades. I just couldn’t see how this was a wise decision here, having the majority of the protagonists not do casual things like pray or wear a hijab, while having the ISIS characters enforce these things in an extremely violent manner. The only time Islam was ever explicitly talked about was through the mouths of these radicalist characters. I’m not blaming the author’s intentions here, I’m just saying that despite the obligatory claim that ‘ISIS is not really Islam’ that’s slipped in near the beginning, all actions and evidence in this novel fail to support this, for the simple fact that there isn’t much explicit Islam outside of this, and that’s a very poor piece of negligence on the author’s part, especially when dealing with an already demonized religion. But it doesn’t end there.
From there I noticed how awkwardly didactic the book would get at times, explaining in very transparent ways about the political situation in Syria, namely the problems with ISIS and the rebels and the Assad regime. The problem is, that’s where the discourse stops. Every time politics are brought up in any way, it stops short of mentioning anything about the involvement of the US or any western powers, for that matter - the brunt of the blame, the brunt of the origin of all the suffering, falls on the shoulders of the Middle East and the Middle East alone. If a book is going to be incredibly direct in its discussion of politics, then there is absolutely no reason why this shouldn’t have come up. But it doesn’t end there, either.
And so the pandering continues. Moving down to a smaller scale, from these large political ideas about who’s to blame for this whole crisis, down to the plot itself, and what happens to our main characters as they attempt to travel west and escape the tragedies of Syria. The blame, again, continues to fall on the Middle Eastern characters. You have the portrayal of the treatment the refugees receive at the hands of the Turkish starkly contrasted against the welcome they’re met with in Greece. In one place, they are described as being treated worse than dogs (there is a literal scene where the main character looks at a dog being fed and says this, in case this wasn’t clear enough to the undiscerning reader), exploited, forced into prostitution through desperation, being cheated out of their money, and generally taken advantage of. In the other, they’re welcomed by (predominantly white) saviours from across the world into a refugee camp, given shelter, food, and clothing. But it doesn’t end there.
In the whole book, the author tries to discount some of the misinformation spread about refugees - tries to paint them in a different light. Tries to show that the suicide bombers and the rapists are an infinitesimal fraction of a larger whole. She says all these things, trying to justify the presence of refugees in a foreign country, while never touching on the treatment these refugees face at the hands of the people they turn for refuge to. She never touches on the harassment, the attacks, any of that. She shows the ugly side of the Middle East, not even attempting to cover it up, bringing forth incredibly incomplete arguments that don’t support the point she’s trying to make, without even bothering to show any of the flip side - any of the ugliness that exists outside of it.
And that’s my main problem with the book. The way it’s framed, the way everything is told, it’s like the root of all evil lies at the heart of the Middle East, and you have these broken people trying to escape it as best they can, while bringing some of that evil along with them. I’m not saying this is the message the book is trying to get across - I’m saying this is the message that ends up getting across when the author fails to acknowledge half of the issue, sweeping it under the rug for whoever’s sensibilities it is she’s trying not to offend. And despite the fact that this is a book that talks about such an important issue, and tries to portray it in such a realistic and harrowing way, this isn’t the type of book that you can make mistakes in, no matter how good your intentions are, and I cannot support it because of that. If you’re looking for a book about the refugee crisis, this is not the book to pick up. I suggest Mohsin Hamid’s Exist West, which deals with much of the same content, while not being riddled with all this pandering and overall ineffectual storytelling.