In my reviews of novels longlisted for the Man Booker Prize 2012, I now turn to:
André Brink’s latest novel, Philida,
seems very personal. It tells the story
of a slave woman, Philida, in the years and months before the emancipation of
the slaves hits South Africa, in 1834.
She is indentured to the Brink family, and she has been in a sexual
relationship with the son, François, and has four children
by him. Philida has gone to the
magistrate to make a complaint against François: he promised
her freedom and is now reneging on the deal.
But the Brink family are on the verge of bankruptcy, and nobody is
buying slaves, and they are working less efficiently now they know that freedom
is coming. The lives of everybody
involved in this story are about to change – the whole world is about to
change.
The
opening of Brink’s novel marks Philida out as a unique and forthright young
woman. It takes courage to speak to a
magistrate about promises broken, especially when you are a slave and the
person you are speaking out against is your master and his family. Brink presents Phlida through a first person
narration that is chock-full of lyrical language, spoken in local patois at
times, and further presents a woman who, given the chance, could become somebody
powerful. It is not just Philida’s side
of the story we hear, however. Brink
gives voice to the slave masters. This
is where I think the true power of Brink’s novel lies: it is easy to make us
feel sympathy for a woman like Philida, and to endear her to us, but to make men who believe in slavery, and
think nothing of beating their charges, sympathetic to the reader is a real
challenge – and Brink pulls it off. You
might not like François Brink and his actions, but you can understand them and him.
In a
lengthy acknowledgement at the end of the book, André Brink confirms what we have
suspected: that this story is the true story of his ancestors, albeit fictionalised
from the point where documentary evidence ceases. Given that it is his forefathers story, one
might be given to thinking that Brink has coloured his tale positively, but it
is important to note he does not shy away from the true horror of slavery. We hear of brutal sexual assaults, mothers
that kill their children to save them the fate of slavery, of beatings and
cruelty, but this is not a harsh novel.
It is a story beautifully told, one full of resilience and courage
amongst the brutality, in voice that is powerful and clear. Brink conjures up South Africa in the 1830s
with distinct clarity. It is a haunting
novel fully deserving of the praise levelled upon it. It is no surprise it has been long-listed for
the Man Booker Prize 2012.
Will it win the Booker?
The subject matter is right up Booker’s
street. It is well-written, emotional,
engaging and true. It is a novel that
can be read a number of times, there are such depths to it. I think it would be a surprise if it fell
from the short-list, and I think it could be one of the big contenders to win
the top-spot. I was thoroughly won over
by Brink’s novel.
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