I wanted to make sure I read and reviewed this latest novel by Ali Smith at the appropriate time. I think despite it being a rather wintery start to today I can still just about claim it is still Autumn.
Autumn by Ali Smith is the first of 4 ‘seasonal’ books. The next which is about to be published is called ‘Winter’ and you can probably guess what the next 2 will be called.
Autumn is primarily the story of Daniel (Mr Gluck) who is a century old and his friendship with a girl called Elizabeth who is many years his junior. Daniel has seen the passing of time and thought the novel his interesting past is gradually revealed.
Autumn has been hailed as ‘the first serious Brexit novel’ and it certainly brings together much of the mood of 2016 Britain in its amalgamation of events, feelings and attitudes. However it is not a straight forward novel, it does not have an immediatly clear storyline as it meanders between past and present, using historical events as markers along the way.
This novel has had a lot of, I hesitate to use the word ‘hype’, but it has certainly and lots of exposure and praise from lots of clever people. I have seen it described as ‘a near perfect novel’. I’m not sure I know what a near perfect novel is and if I’m honest I really wouldn’t know if this book fitted that criteria. I do perhaps wonder if Autumn was just a little too clever for me, because if I’m honest I drifted in and out of engagement with it. There were so many strands to it, that on occasion I struggled to see how they all fitted together.
I did however appreciate the beauty of Ali Smiths prose and her use of sometimes lyrical language. Her description of October is one of my favourite passages in the novel
“October’s a blink of an eye. The apples weighing down the tree a minute ago are gone and the tree’s leaves are yellow and thinning. A frost has snapped millions of trees all across the country into brightness. The ones that aren’t evergreen are a combination of beautiful and tawdry, red and orange gold the leaves, then brown and down”
What I did take from Autumn was the feeling of hope. Despite unsettling times, the friendship between Elizabeth and Mr Gluck offered hope and promise of a better way. Any novel that leaves me feeling hopeful is one I am pleased to have read, and despite my sometimes lack lustre relationship with ‘Autumn’ I am looking forward to reading ‘Winter’.
The gorgeous cover art is by David Hockney and is called ‘Early November Tunnel’ (2006)
