3 Stars
This is the
first of the Edie Kiglatuk mysteries set in Canada’s high Arctic. Everything begins when an American hunter is
killed while on a hunting expedition guided by Edie, a half-white, half-Inuit
woman. Her community of Autisaq on
Ellesmere Island wants to dismiss the death as an accident, but Edie is left
uneasy, and when more deaths occur, she decides to investigate.
I liked the
character of Edie. She is a
strong-willed, intelligent woman, though she certainly has her flaws. She struggles with alcoholism, by her
mid-twenties, having “already drunk away her hunting career and . . . [being]
well on the way to drinking away her life”.
The other character who is well-developed is Derek Palliser, a police
officer upon whom Edie occasionally relies for help. Derek is unmotivated except by his interest
in lemmings and so has to be pushed to do anything. Unfortunately, many of the other characters
are mere caricatures of corrupt officials, unscrupulous whites, and greedy
businessmen. The “bad guys” are extreme
in their behaviour.
The book
begins slowly, though the pace increases once Edie starts her investigation. Then the mysteries pile up becoming very
convoluted with several villains; it is sometimes difficult to remember who did
what to whom. At times the plot becomes
rather farfetched. What also becomes
frustrating is Edie’s frequent stumbling upon clues that inevitably take her
closer to solving the several mysteries.
What
impressed me most about the book is its rich detail about Inuit life and
culture. I was amazed to learn that the
author is British. She certainly has an
understanding and appreciation for the Inuit.
She details the realities of life north of the Arctic Circle: a harsh environment, poverty, alcoholism,
fossil fuel exploration, and the effects of climate change. The latter is emphasized with several
references to the impact of global warming on the lives of both the people and
the wildlife. What will be remembered by
many readers is the food: Edie eats
seal-blood soup, caribou tongue, fried blubber, and fermented walrus gut. What I remember is a comment about gratitude:
“Gratitude is a qalunaat [white]
custom . . . Inuit were entitled to help from each other. Gratitude didn’t come into it.”
I learned
not only about how to conduct an Inuit search but about another dark chapter in
Canada’s history: Canada’s forced
relocation, in 1953, of Inuit from their traditional home on the eastern coast
of Hudson Bay to Ellesmere Island, the most northerly landmass on the planet. The author of this novel wrote a non-fiction
book about this relocation. I will
certainly be checking out this book entitled The Long Exile: A Tale of Inuit
Betrayal and Survival in the High Arctic.
Two other
books in this series have been published:
The Boy in the Snow and The Bone Seeker. Though the first book has flaws, I found it
of sufficient quality that I will read at least the second in the series.
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