Showing posts with label Fannie Flagg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fannie Flagg. Show all posts

20 Mar 2023

Can't Wait to Get to Heaven (by Fannie Flagg)

Can't Wait to Get to Heaven by Fannie Flagg
(Amazon UK link)
Every so often I browse a church bookstall, or shelves in a charity shop, and pick up books that look interesting based on the cover and blurb on the back. I know one isn’t supposed to judge a book by the cover, but it’s a good starting point when trying something new. I had read one book by the author, Fannie Flagg, when I spotted this two and a half years ago, and knew that another of her books was scheduled for the local reading group, a month or two later.


‘Can’t wait to get to heaven’ has sat on my to-be-read shelf  for long enough, so I finally decided to read it. It’s a quirky kind of book - as is the case for the author’s other books that I read - based in small town America, in a community where everyone knows everyone else.  


The main character is an elderly lady who’s a bit deaf but very independent and quite sprightly. She’s up a ladder at the start of the book, picking figs from her tree, when she uncovers a wasps’ nest.  She is aware of them buzzing around and stinging her, then she knows nothing more until she wakes up in darkness, in a hospital. 


The action then switches to her niece Norma, a likeable but very nervous woman who is fond of her aunt. She worries about her all the time and would like her to move to sheltered accommodation. But she respects her aunt’s wishes - and is unaware just how many things Elner does, which Norma would not approve of.  Norma is married to Macky, who is also a likeable person,  although their relationship is not very close. Norma gets a phone call and rushes to Elner’s house…


And then we meet some of Elner’s neighbours who went to her aid, and called an ambulance. It’s clear from the start that Elner is generous, kind, and very outgoing. She’s popular with just about everyone and they’re all very concerned for her when she’s found unconscious on the ground. 


As for Elner…her experience becomes a bit surreal as she embarks on what the blurb on the back calls ‘an adventure she never dreamed of’. It’s well done, thought-provoking and quite moving, as is her friends’ and relatives’ reactions to her condition.  


Half way through the book there’s a new development I wasn’t expecting at all, leading to a lot of very confused people, and some concerning attitudes amongst some of the hospital staff and (even more so) those involved in insurance claims. I don’t know how true to life these folk are, but the descriptions are shocking.


Indeed, I didn’t like the second half of the book as much as I did the first. It dragged a bit, and there’s another revelation later in the book, connected to something that one of the neighbours found at the bottom of Elner’s laundry basket. While the event in question certainly answers a puzzling question for the reader, the reason for what happened is extremely disturbing, and the anecdote - if one can call it that - felt unnecessary in what’s mostly quite a gentle book, that shows the positive side of such a close community.


I’m  surprised that the blurb on the back mentions ‘side-splitting hilarity’, as I didn’t find anything like that in the novel. There were a few places where I smiled, but nothing that raised even a chuckle from me, and I thought most of the story poignant rather than amusing; it’s a long way from hilarity.


It’s not a novel for those who like fast action or clever plotting; it’s a character-based story, although I didn’t find any of the characters particularly memorable other than Elner. But I kept reading, and am glad I did. I don’t suppose I’ll read it again, but it’s worth reading once. Recommended if you like this kind of women’s fiction - it reminds me of Anne Tyler’s novels more than anything else.



Review copyright 2023 Sue's Book Reviews

14 Jul 2015

Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café (by Fannie Flagg)

Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe by Fannie Flagg
(Amazon UK link)
This isn’t a book I would ever have chosen despite the intriguing title. I know nothing about Fannie Flagg, and I tend not to choose American books in general. It was given to me by a friend about five years ago, but it sat on our shelves unopened, almost forgotten, until one evening we watched - and very much enjoyed - the related film ‘Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café’.
 
So I moved the book to my ‘to be read’ shelves, and finally picked it up about ten days ago. I’d almost entirely forgotten the plot of the film, although, once I got started, I did recall the middle-aged Evelyn Couch becoming friendly with the elderly Ninny Threadgoode when her husband was visiting his mother at a nursing home. Ninny starts talking about the past - the family she learned to love, the café run by one of her sisters in law, and some of the strange people who passed through their lives.

It took a few days to get into the book; it flits between the 1930s and the 1980s and I had a hard time keeping track of all the people in the 1930s. But that didn’t matter too much; gradually the main characters emerged and I found myself, like Evelyn, eager to hear more, while also interested in her personal struggles with negative self-esteem and compulsive eating.

The story in the 1930s is shocking in places, dealing as it does with rampant racism (there are many instances of a word that is considered totally taboo these days), violence, infidelity, and at the same time the total acceptance of a lesbian couple. There’s a macabre mystery which is ongoing, too, in a low-key kind of way; Evelyn and Ninny never do discover ‘whodunit’, but it’s revealed in another flashback towards the end of the book; something I’d quite forgotten from the film, but recalled as I read it.

And yet, despite the alien culture of drop-outs, legal apartheid and paternalism, there’s a warmth that seeps into the pages and conversations from the past. There’s a sense of extended family, and of caring for strangers; this is long gone in the 1980s section, where Ninny is alone in the sterile nursing home, and Evelyn struggles in her marriage.

It’s cleverly written, intertwining past and present as it does, gradually building up the storylines, and closing them up towards the end. There’s a poignancy in the last pages which is perhaps inevitable, and a sense of hope for the future, too.

I won’t be rushing to re-read this, but I’m glad I made the effort. Recommended if you’re interested in American social history of the 1930s, or just want a good read that’s very different from most novels.

There are some traditional 'Southern' recipes in the back, but they sound decidedly unappealing to this Brit!

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