Florence Gordon by
Brian Morton
4 Stars
The centre of this novel is a 75-year-old feminist
intellectual. Florence Gordon treasures her solitude: “The strain of being with
other people was sometimes close to unendurable. The strain of other people’s
need” (24). People, however, keep intruding on her life, especially Daniel, her
son; Janine, her daughter-in-law; Emily, her 19-year-old granddaughter; and
Saul, her ex-husband. Each has his/her own drama which we learn about through
shifting third person limited narration. This drama Florence tries to ignore as
much as possible.
This book is a character study of a “gloriously difficult
woman” (9). Florence describes herself as “a strong proud independent-minded
woman who accepted being old but nevertheless felt essentially young. She was
also, in the opinion of many who knew her, even in the opinion of many who
loved her, a complete pain in the neck” (2). These observations are entirely
correct. Also, while referring to her physical appearance, Florence mentions
that “Her craggy old-fashioned teeth, rude and honest and unretouched, were
good enough for her” (2). The five adjectives she uses to describe her teeth
could very well be used to describe her personality.
Florence’s audacity has no bounds. She has no compunctions
about avoiding her son and his family, drowning a friend’s cellphone in a
drink, walking out on her own surprise birthday party, and publicly chastising
both a man for jumping to the front of a queue and the woman at the front of
that line for not standing up for herself. “One day she told a beggar to stand
up straight and look people in the eye as he begged” (148).
Florence is also consistent. She never compromises the
principles by which she has always lived her life. That makes the ending of the
book perfect. It might not be the ending a reader would wish, but it is
absolutely in keeping with the stubborn, tough, cantankerous woman she has been
her entire life.
The points of view of Daniel, Janine, and Emily are given in
some chapters. What stands out is how little the family members communicate.
One character is in hospital for three days and tells no one. Often the
thoughts of more than one character are given about an event and the gap in
their understanding of each other is emphasized. For example, at one point,
Emily doesn’t make eye contact with Daniel because “She was vibrating with
guilt” (203), but her father concludes “It was as if she were embarrassed for
him” (206). Perhaps herein lies the tragedy of Florence’s life; she refuses
ever to unburden herself to anyone, and her family, constantly having to
contend with her caustic bluntness, has retreated into silence. And, as a
result, no one really knows anyone. Emily tries to understand her grandmother
by becoming her research assistant, but though she learns why Florence is a
master of “the art of the hammer” (284), she ultimately finds, “The old lady
had eluded her” (305).
I thoroughly enjoyed the book. It is a quick read with its
111 short chapters, but it is totally engrossing as well. Florence is a feisty
curmudgeon who arouses both anger and sadness and also earns the reader’s
affection and admiration.
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