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Review: “In a Strange Room” by Damon Galgut [2010]

The hum of award season is in the air and I think this might be the very first time I’ve actually been interested in reading the shortlisted books while the hype is positively buzzing. In a Strange Room is certainly an interesting book, both plot and prose wise. It is divided into three sections and each can easily be considered short stories if taken out from the book. Each part drops us into the life of the main character, coincidentally named Damon, at different intervals of his life and each time while travelling.

The first part, The Follower, Damon is in Greece where he drawn to a stranger, a German named Reiner. The two cross paths several times and travel around together before they separate, swapping addresses. Back home in South Africa, Damon floats around, crashing on friends couches, moves about and struggles to settle down. He keeps up the correspondence with Reiner for two years when Reiner writes to tell him that he is coming to visit South Africa. Once they are reunited, their relationship and connection has altered. In attempts to cover the cracks, the two decide to go hiking across the country together. Damon feels alone as ever during the hike and Reiner seems determined to push Damon as far as possible to see when he’ll snap.

In the second part, The Lover, Damon is wandering around Zimbabwe a few years later, alone and rootless as ever. He joins a group of tourists who are heading up to Malawi even though he does not like anybody in the group. While on the train, he notices another group of travellers who arouses his interest. As his group journeys further, Damon feels more alone and isolated as ever, feeling unconnected with every place and every person.

If I was with somebody, he thinks, with somebody I loved, then I could love the place and even the grave too, I would be happy to be here. – p. 68

Time and time again, he bumps into the other group he spotted on the train and eventually joins them instead. The group is smaller and he is drawn to the Swiss twins, Alice and Jerome, but particularly Jerome with whom he shares a connection. Some time after their abrupt separation, Damon is travelling in Europe and visits the twins who have invited him to stay. His reunion with Jerome is confusing and charged with the things that are unsaid between them but in the end, this new connection also ends badly.

In the last and most powerful section, The Guardian, Damon is older and a little more settled. He is finding that he stays in places longer, setting up little routines and is not flitting about as much as he did when he was younger. Damon flies to Goa, planning for a six-month sojourn, with his friend Anna who only plans to stay for eight weeks. She is going to Goa in hopes that it will do her some good, having been released from a clinic recently. While in Goa, it is clear that Anna is bi-polar and has to be heavily medicated but even so, her illness takes an incredible hold over Anna. Before leaving, Anna challenges Damon if he could handle her to which he replied he most certainly could.

But already, just a few days into the trip, he understands that they’re playing by a new set of rules. She and he have always been on the same side, but it’s as if she’s changed allegiances somehow, to who or what he doesn’t know, though he comes gradually to understand that the danger to Anna, the force from which she must be protected, is inside her. – p. 131

Anna’s erratic behaviour eventually wears Damon down and in a lapse of watchfulness, Anna attempts suicide a week before she is due to fly back to South Africa.

This is really a remarkable book. The stories may not sound like much but the prose is something else altogether and may take some time getting used to. The narration switches between first and third person particularly during times, I think, when Damon feels the most removed from himself. There is a lot more first person in the last part when he is older and more settled. There are also no talking marks and conversation is integrated inside the prose but everything is done is such a marvelous and skilled way. Everything is parred back, sparse and very restrained but even so, the isolation, loneliness and rootlessness of Damon is very moving as he searches throughout the world for a place to call home. While this is also a book about South Africa, the tragedy of Damon is very difficult to ignore. A very beautiful and sad book.

Review: “Romulus, My Father” by Raimond Gaita

…tragedy, with its calm pity for the affliction it depicts, was the genre that first attracted my passionate allegiance: I recognised in it the concepts that had illuminated the events of my childhood. They enabled me to see Mitru, my mother, my father and Vacek, living among his boulders, as the victims of misfortune, in their different ways broken by it, but never thereby diminished. – p. 124.

Raimond Gaita’s slight but detailed autobiography about his father, Romulus, and Gaita’s own early childhood is filled with both tragic and heartwarming moments. Born in the former Yugoslavia, Romulus was thrown out on the world at the age of thirteen and forced to make his own way. During the second world war he moved to Germany where he met and married Christine who soon after gave birth to Raimond. This happy little life, however, would be peppered with drama and tragedy. Christine, young, attractive and bubbly,was unable to settle down particularly when the family emigrated to Australia and settled in country Victoria. She displayed signs of mental disturbances when Raimond was born, which we can now label as post-natal depression, refusing to take care of her newborn baby. Christine eventually leaves Romulus and embarks on a string of affair. She become a floating figure in young Raimond’s life as she weaves in and out of the family home and, later, psychiatric wards.

Despite this, Romulus, turning his back on the gender conventions of his day, does his best to raise Raimond up alone and, with the help of Romulus’ best friend, he succeeds tremendously. Gaita portrays his father as a strong, moralistic and compassionate man which is all the more heartbreaking when Romulus’ life unravels further down the track.

Despite being a slight volume, Gaita elegantly details his father’s life until his death. It is very clear throughout the book that, despite having a difficult childhood, Gaita felt very loved by his father and that there was not much he missed out on. The book also has a historical element as it details the post-war years of the European migration to Australia and it’s setting of country Victoria.

I was slightly reluctant to pick up this book because I was afraid of reading another depressing but heartwrenching autobiographical story. However, Gaita writes so movingly and simply, with a touch of philosophy thrown in and a nice mixture of heartwarming anecdotes that it becomes a wonderful read. It was a pleasure reading about the life of such a wonderful man.