The Lacuna by Barbara Kingsolver

Some years ago I was browsing in a bookshop at Gatwick airport to add to the books I’d brought with me to read on holiday and I bought Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible. I loved it. I’ve read some of her other books, but none as good as The Poisonwood Bible. When I saw that she had written The Lacuna and it had won the 2010 Orange Prize for Fiction, (actually beating Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall!) I bought it, expecting great things. That was two and half years ago and it’s only this year that I’ve read it.

I was disappointed as I don’t think it’s as good as either Wolf Hall or The Poisonwood Bible. There some good parts, but overall I was glad to finish reading it. It’s a long tale (670 pages), moving from Mexico in the 1930s to the McCarthy trials of alleged communists in the USA of the 1940s and 1950s. I thought it began and ended well, with good descriptions and fascinating characters, but I got bored several times in the middle.

It’s the story of Harrison Shepherd, the son of a Mexican mother and an American father and it’s told through his diaries and letters together with genuine newspaper articles, although whether they reported truth or lies is questionable. It begins in Mexico where Harrison’s mother took him to live when she left his father to live with a Mexican businessman, she calls Mr Produce the Cash behind his back. I thought this part came to life with lyrical descriptions of the people and the landscape. But it is only in the second half of the novel that I felt Harrison himself came alive as a character, no longer talking about himself in the third person, ‘the boy’, and referring to himself as ‘I’.

Throughout the book Kingsolver intermingles real characters and events with her fictional ones and I thought that worked well. There are the artists Diego Rivera and his wife Frida Kahlo. Harrison works for Diego, mixing plaster for his huge murals he painted in Mexico City. Whilst working for Rivera, who was a communist he met and subsequently worked for the exiled Bolshevik leader, Lev Trotsky. And it is this connection that eventually lands him in difficulties later on when he had moved to live in the USA and became a novellist writing historical fiction about the Aztecs. He is accused of being a communist and being Un-American.

I found the historical parts very interesting as I knew nothing about Rivera, or his wife, and very little about Trotsky and the McCarthy trials. But eventually I found the level of detail was just too much and the story meandered, losing impetus. Harrison himself comes across as too passive, too accepting of what ever happened to him, a victim of circumstances. Much more interesting is the second narrator, Violet Brown who becomes his secretary and friend, who saved his diaries from being burnt.

There are several instances of lacunas, missing parts and gaps, scattered throughout the book. For example, some of Harrison’s diaries and notebooks go missing. As a boy he loved swimming and diving into a cave, which is only available at certain tides:

Today the cave was gone. Saturday last it was there. Searching the whole rock face below the cliff did not turn it up. Then the tide came higher and waves crashed too hard to keep looking. How could a tunnel open in the rock and then close again? … Leandro says the tides are complicated and the rocks on that side are dangerous, to stay over here in the shallow reef. He wasn’t pleased to hear about the cave. He already knew about it, it is called something already, la lacuna. (page 45)

But although The Lacuna is well written and well researched I felt there was something missing, the personal elements that brought the story to life for me were few and far between; I couldn’t feel involved and just wanted it to end. I persevered because it has had such good reviews and recommendations, but sadly it dragged for me.

10 thoughts on “The Lacuna by Barbara Kingsolver”

  1. Good review of a good but not great book. I agree that the historical aspects of the novel are what kept me engaged and I liked the ongoing metaphor of the lacuna and the exotic location and richness of Frida’s personality. I didn’t really care that much for Harrison Shepherd as a character. It’s too bad when the weakest part of a story is the protagonist.

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  2. What a shame but I do know the feeling of hoping and expecting that a book will be good, and then it’s not. You wonder whether it’s you or the book. Well done for getting to the end though!

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  3. Hmmm, I wonder if your disappointment had something to do with the fact that you read ‘The Poisonwood Bible’ first, and therefore had too high expectations of this one. For me, it was my first Kingsolver book, so I found it interesting and it certainly inspired me to read more. However, I would agree with you that the characters were not quite as engaging as I would have liked.

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  4. Margaret – Sorry to hear you were disappointed, as she is a very talented writer. And I know just what you mean about beginnings and endings being well-done but not the middle. Perhaps I’ll wait on this one…

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  5. I’ve read several reviews of this by people who loved The Poisonwood Bible (as I did) but who were disappointed with this one. I think I have enough big books on my list to just forget this one.

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  6. This is the only book by Kingsolver which I have read and I did enjoy it, eventually, it did take me a while to really get into it though. I felt that I did learn quite a lot from it too. I really must read The Poisonwood Bible.

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