How does a family turn dysfunctional? In this wonderful novel, no doubt inspired by the JonBenet Ramsey case, Oates explores the intimate family dynamics that cause the tragic death of the family's star--the six-years old ice-skating prodigy.
The same intensity that compels parents to push their children to the highest achievement is the same intensity that also becomes too heavy for the family's complex, yet fragile, fabric to bear.
Each parents' view of own self, disappointment from what they could have been or would have liked to become, traps the children. In this novel, the father's athletic prowess turn detrimental for the young boy, Skyler, who would be forever maimed. But then, the little girl, Marie-Louise-renamed-Bliss, begins to blossom as the athlete her brother could not become and the kind of star ice-skater her mother had once wished to be....
The awkward nineteen-year old Skyler is the narrator of the story, the formerly graceless and uncoordinated child who watched with envy as his mother bestowd all her attention on his younger sister, whom he had loved dearly and is still haunted by her life and death. Skyler's voice is as strong as it is perceptive of the nuances that made up his parents' dance of marriage. Power-struggle, intimacy, ambition, religiosity, self-worth (or lack of it,) all come to play in this excellent story that examines the catastrophic results of the parents' drive on their children--and on their own lives
Unlike some reviewers, I am not bothered by the inspiration for this novel being quite obviously the unsolved murder of the Ramsey case. As an author, I see the curiousity in crawling inside the family home to undersand the dynamics that might possibly lead to such tragedy. Joyce Carol Oates takes this story to an entire new place both geographically and artistically. The characters are delineated and stand completely on their own, their dynamics uniquely the product of their respective histories and personalities. The father's pompousness and the mother's gauche social ambitions concoct a poisonous cocktail that seeps into their children's veins.
My heart went to the six-year-old Bliss when she was at the height of her career. Driven to long hours of practice, outwardly pampered yet manipulated, cut off from other children, dragged to those doctors and therapists the mother finds who conspire to ignore the child's injuries, frailty, learning disability, and painful isolation as she is "home-schooled." This lonely child's only contact with normalcy is her brother Skyler, merely a few years older and ill-prepared to take the emotional burden of his little sister's fears and needs.
I only found the ending to be dragging. Skyler's life as a misfit teenager, while yet another exploration of the family's disastrous affect on the children, is less interesting. Not so the mother's reinventing herself time and again, living off the legacy of her dead daughter, cashing on it yet again to make herself the star she had always wanted to become.