BOOKS IN REVIEWpursuing his poetic calling, however, ourbull becomes a lawyer. But Mélie summonshim back to the farm and his truevocation, and he returns, every ounce abull, full <strong>of</strong> libido and poetry. In thenovelette "The Dead Cow in the Canyon,"a much less ambiguous bull falls inlove with a dead cow. Spurned by herghost, driven mad by his yearnings, hegores his present mistress Eglantine, andher baby is born. These bulls are variationson old myths, but they bear Ferron'sabsurdist signature. They look forwardto the amorous bulls <strong>of</strong> Hodginsand Kroetsch in works such as The Invention<strong>of</strong> the World and What theCrow Said almost two decades later.Magic realism, flowering as it didamong the writers <strong>of</strong> South America inmid-century, has not been the healthiesttransplant up here, but to Ferron, thismode seemed almost second nature, andhe latched on to this vision <strong>of</strong> things wellbefore the English-Canadian writers <strong>of</strong>the 1970's began to benefit from thelessons <strong>of</strong> Borges, Marquez, and theircolleagues. Ferron seems to have inheritedhis brand <strong>of</strong> magic realism fromabsurdists like Ionesco.I must admit I wrestled my waythrough both collections, but again forvery different reasons. Watmough's bookwas badly edited and pro<strong>of</strong>ed. Duringone dialogue his narrator switches tenseat least four times. During another, one<strong>of</strong> his characters, whom we are to takevery seriously, lapses time after time intoembarrassing stage Irish ("Oi — Oi Imusn't go too far. 'Twould be a terribleprice Oi'd be payin' if they was to foindout." ). The prose is sometimes sloppy :"The truth was it was a girl's bike and Iwonder if you can imagine how thatmade me feel as I pedalled the inertlump <strong>of</strong> rusty metal, with its chromiumparts flaking, as I pantingly strove tokeep up with Fred . . . and Sandy .. . asthey sped down . . . (italics mine)." Theprose is sometimes laboured :I nodded. But my curt acceptance concealeda quite ridiculous spurt <strong>of</strong> wellbeing.It was Jimmy's easy recognition <strong>of</strong>my pr<strong>of</strong>ound unsettling wrought by thatplace and his taking over <strong>of</strong> the social helm.The way he instinctively belied his juniorityand took the weight <strong>of</strong> responsibility fromme as delicious as the time, a year or soearlier, when a waitress in a candlelit restaurantin Montana had asked me for anID before she would serve us wine.Sometimes the combination <strong>of</strong> old worldforms and new world content grinds likethe remittance man prose we used to readover here at the turn <strong>of</strong> the century:For some ten minutes we endeavoured tochat. Even taciturn Fred lifted himself sufficientlyfrom his Indian silence to pr<strong>of</strong>ferthe odd monosyllable in answer to a question.Simon thawed out to the extent <strong>of</strong>ribbing Jimmy about his carpet-pissingpuppy while the latter, when not summoninga riposte to the taunts <strong>of</strong> his Whitefriend, busied himself in indicating to methe possible sites where violence mighterupt at any moment.These annoyances <strong>of</strong> style, which sometimessound condescending, could havebeen eliminated by a sharp-eyed andperhaps tyrannical editor, the kind mostserious prose writers need.Because Watmough does have talent.It shows most clearly in the fast-pacedadventures. "Incident in the Forest," forexample, is the story <strong>of</strong> Davey's pursuit<strong>of</strong> a rapist. Since the story is seenthrough the eyes <strong>of</strong> the older Davey recallingthe younger one (and his friendDanny), the rapist himself never quitetakes on a human dimension. He is ahideous pervert, there as a scapegoat forthe boys' own righteous, repressed sexuality.He is the bogeyman who must bestoned. Davey and Danny do not hesitateto cast the first stone: "When the heavylump <strong>of</strong> clay, thrown by Danny, hit thebastard in the back, the pleasurablespurt I felt was well-nigh sexual." The167
BOOKS IN REVIEWrapist is flayed by the boys, and his victim(Mrs. Bulmer) is secretly avenged.One reads this story with lurid interest.It is mean, unrepentant, fast-paced,unmeditated, and atavistic. One alsoreads "Fury" and certain parts <strong>of</strong> "DarkMurmurs from Burns Lake" with some<strong>of</strong> that lurid interest. Davey's bloodcrazedferret (whom he names Fury)and Big Nancy <strong>of</strong> Burns Lake hold thesame fascination for Watmough. Theyare the violence at the heart <strong>of</strong> his lonelyuniverse, though in the Canadian story("Dark Murmurs"), the violence is morepervasively disturbing. In it, Davey comparesthe squalor he knew in Cornwall tothat <strong>of</strong> Burns Lake :No, the difference here was that violencewas a pastime! Here, Indian and Caucasianraged against each other in an unholyantidote to boredom. Violence and hatred,I perceived, sitting there listening to therise and fall <strong>of</strong> voices, sensing the crackle<strong>of</strong> tension at table after table, was somethingthis arid population was deliberatelyinducing through its wanton consumption<strong>of</strong> alcohol.I mentioned that I also struggledthrough Ferron's book. This has nothingto do with Watmough's biggest problemin Fury, the overload <strong>of</strong> unexploited detailswhich tyrannize imagination. But Istruggled for several reasons. First, in theshortest <strong>of</strong> the narratives, his charactersare <strong>of</strong>ten only constructs; it is difficult toempathize with a construct. Also, Bednarski'sprose fails to carry with it themyriad nuances <strong>of</strong> Québec life embeddedin Ferron's prose — not becauseshe is an incomplete translator, but becauseshe is an anglophone. In English,for instance, Cadieu, according to hisfather, is a "good-fer nothin'." In Frenchhe's a "vaurien." In English, Mélie'sbeloved bull is "Littl'un." In French, heis her "petit." For me, good-fer nothinsand littl'uns invoke images <strong>of</strong> the AmericanWest. These words tend to extractCadieu and the bull from their ruralQuébec context. Some <strong>of</strong> the contes turninto essays and the prose becomes soallusive that Bednarski must footnote itsmore esoteric references (which she doessparingly and admirably). Or less <strong>of</strong>ten,Ferron's concerns narrow into his ownvery particular constituency (Québec intransition), which (let's admit) is notmine. But sometimes I struggled becauseFerron's mind is frustratingly and (uponre-reading) admirably complex on thesubject <strong>of</strong> modern civilization.Some <strong>of</strong> my frustrations can be explained,perhaps, by a look at the Martineseries, "Martine" and "MartineContinued." The first I liked. It is atwelve-part account <strong>of</strong> the sordid life <strong>of</strong>a girl who is a victim <strong>of</strong> rural innocenceand urban slums, a tomboy who clings toan insecure boy-princess named Jeannot.It is sad, compelling, sordid, and compassionate.The story moves forward withgreat economy in a series <strong>of</strong> vignettes,and with no explanations or moralizingabout the squalid condition to whichMartine's family has succumbed. "MartineContinued" is a poem for voices,and it tries to explain Martine's dilemmawith parables, poetic meditations,and philosophizing. Sometimes the proseis beautiful, the parables well turned,though the various voices are disconcertinglysimilar. I am not sure Martine needsto be explained to us or to be turned intoan exemplum, nor can I get away fromthe feeling that a sound story in Part Ihas degenerated into a chorus <strong>of</strong> tragicwarbles in Part II. No story, onlywriting.In the best <strong>of</strong> these contes, the confusionis deliberate, rich, the chaos justified,the re-reading full <strong>of</strong> rewards."Chronicle <strong>of</strong> Anse Saint-Roch" providesa typical example. It is the story <strong>of</strong> howtwo Gaspé fishermen, Sules CampionThomette Gingras, settle down and marrytwo daughters <strong>of</strong> an English minister.With questionable motives, one <strong>of</strong> them168
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