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- BEDROCK
- by Lisa Alther
- Knopf; 325 pages; $19.95
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- How can I persuade you not to read Lisa Alther's new novel,
- Bedrock? Since her first novel, Kinflicks, remains a fondly
- remembered artifact of the 1970s fusion of feminism and sexual
- freedom, a conventional negative review might convey the
- unintended message that this book is merely disappointing. But
- shouting from the rooftops "This is drivel!" would make me seem
- like the kind of insensitive male who is rooting for the Donald
- in the divorce dispute of the decade.
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- Ideally, an emblematic passage would provide the unambiguous
- evidence of awfulness. Alther's opening three words ("An ivory
- BMW") and her initial description of her middle-aged,
- open-married Manhattan heroine ("Clea Shawn was a sophisticated
- woman . . . she'd been in love so often that her heart felt
- like a sponge mop") are certainly warning signs. So is Alther's
- early summary of the passions that bind two women "Elke felt
- like a pile of nails being pulled to pieces by a magnet
- residing inside Clea." But such maladroit introductory passages
- could be dismissed as the ironic setup for a comic romp. Far
- more convincing instead to plunge to the heart of the novel for
- this glimpse of Clea's development: "She burned to take this
- lad to bed and teach him what she'd learned in a lifetime of
- licentiousness. Yet Dack was in love with a woman his own age.
- Who was a lesbian and would give him nothing but grief."
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- Dack is short for Dacron. His brothers are Rayon and Orlon.
- They are among the neighbors Clea finds when she moves to a
- Vermont village and discovers that this seemingly idyllic
- countryside is filled with -- gasp! -- polyester. Down at Casa
- Loretta, they feature Spam burritos and Hawaiian pizza. The
- local postmistress steams open love letters, the Avon lady
- writes bad romance novels, and the sheriff makes pronouncements
- like "If you're not normal in this country, you get put in
- jail." Such rural New England cliches make Newhart seem like
- subtle satire, but Alther recycles them with such a tone of
- social superiority that the entire state of Vermont might sue
- for defamation.
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- By Walter Shapiro.
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