Light Boxes: A Novel Review
Posted by
Clifford Powell
on 10/16/2012
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Labels:
blake butler,
depression,
dystopia,
experimental fiction,
fable,
literary,
novella,
poetry,
prose,
winter
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(More customer reviews)Based on the Edward Gorey-esque cover illustration, the back cover copy and it's slender profile, I thought Shane Jones's Light Boxes was going to be a quirky, whimsical allegory. But this is no children's tale. As a matter of fact, despite its modest length, it's packed with so many agonizing moments, I found it difficult to get through quickly.
This strange fantasia tells the story of a town being punished by an unseen God-like figure for their love of flying (kites, balloons, even the local birds), which is surely a metaphor for the freedom and joy inherent in the creative urge. The despot sentences them to live eternally in the bleak month that happens to share his name - February. As the month's frigid days drag on into the hundreds, children begin to disappear or turn up dead and several disastrous attempts at revolt only deepen the townsfolk's suffering and leave them in state of black despair. February itself symbolizes the soul-sucking effects of depression on creativity.
The publisher employs some rather precious gimmickry to get the author's point across; most notably changes in typeface and font size to indicate the various different points of view, tones of voice or the relative significance of a particular passage. While I personally found this effective and appealing, other readers might be annoyed by it. Most of the characters are mere sketches, but Jones's prose is evocative enough that I was able to build on them in my imagination as if I was fleshing out a hazy dream. Which is really what this novel most resembles. A gorgeously atmospheric dream that one has to surrender to in order to enjoy its full impact.
While the material is pretty surreal, I still felt emotionally invested in the struggles of these people and was worn out by their repeated failure to bring back Spring, so I was surprised by the almost childlike simplicity to their long-awaited salvation. Jones is perhaps suggesting that we are ultimately the architects of our own happiness. Much like Dorothy's escape from Oz, the power to overcome the bleakest sorrow has been inside us all along.
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