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Nelson Mandela and his wife Winnie in this undated file picture.
Over the course of 13 books, Russell Banks has veered from mannered Barthelmean formalism (“Family Life”) to grainy naturalism (“Trailerpark”) to vast symbolic and historical sweep (“Cloudsplitter”), but nowhere is his range more clearly evident than in his four lesser-known short-story collections, represented in “The Angel on the Roof” by 31 examples of what he calls “the best work I have done in the form over the thirty-seven years since I began trying to write.” Unlike, say, John Cheever, who in assembling his own collected stories chronologically made visible the grand arc of his career, Banks has chosen to group his “thematically and dramatically”; the result is an often jarring ride through four decades of multifarious modes and techniques. If that sounds like a criticism, it isn’t: Career-compendium story collections, ranging as they do over so much distance and time, inevitably suffer from straight-through reading. (Even Cheever is still best served in small courses.) Nonetheless, the breadth and reach and sheer variety of Banks’ voices and themes often make the present collection dizzying.
Consider, for example, the back-to-back juxtaposition of “Searching for Survivors,” the earliest of the stories here, and “Black Man and White Woman in Dark Green Rowboat,” my pick for the book’s strongest story. In the former, the unnamed narrator grapples with his unheroic history via a short and melancholy sequence of associations with Hudsons: explorer Henry Hudson; a pal’s deep green 1949 Hudson Hornet, “the color of oak leaves in July”; and, finally, a Norwegian elkhound pup named Hudson. If it sounds a tad preening and writerly, that’s because it is. (It took me four readings just to pen that foggy summary.) Like a number of the other early stories here (“The Caul,” “With Chi in New Hampshire”), it carries the whiff of exercises nobly conceived in the pretense of youth, and you may be left with the sensation of having watched someone trying, for no apparent reason, to hoist a boulder: OK, but why?
The latter story, however, subtly but vividly reveals the measure of Banks’ talent. Nothing much happens here, either: A black man and a white woman, lovers in a rowboat on a New Hampshire lake, awkwardly discuss the woman’s imminent abortion:
“I told Mother,” she repeated. Her eyes were closed and her face was directed toward the sun and she continued to stroke her cheekbone and lower jaw.
“And nothing. I told her that I love you very much.”
“No. I told her everything.”
That there’s fishing involved with this corked, tight-lipped dialogue only augments the Hemingway echo. Even the story’s structure — Banks opens with a long descriptive purview of the landscape, then goes on to its scattered denizens, gradually closing in on his protagonists until the reader is near enough to see the puddle of sweat collecting in the woman’s navel — is a riff on Hemingway, and by extension on Cizanne. Banks explained his debt to the two artists last year in the Hemingway Review, speaking in an interview of Cizanne’s “logic of the eye” as it pertained to Hemingway, and also to himself:
It’s not the logic of the paragraph. And it’s not the logic of exposition. It’s the logic of the eye. The eye moves from distance to middle ground to foreground. And [Hemingway] will describe a scene in exactly the same way. Or it moves from foreground to middle distance to background. It doesn’t swirl around, or follow any other logic. It’s a very physical way of setting a scene.
“Black Man and White Woman in Dark Green Rowboat” is a purposefully sly play on Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants,” in which an American couple in a Spanish bar talk desperate circles around the subject of whether to abort their unborn child; but despite the obvious risks, the echo is never once derivative. Banks increases the volatility of the original by adding racial tensions and the woman’s dispassionate willingness to end the pregnancy. Yet beyond its literary deftness, it’s also a very sad tale; in this story and others, Banks displays that rare ability to engage the intellect and the heart simultaneously without once stooping to pretension or sentimentality.
I think it’s no coincidence that “Black Man and White Woman in Dark Green Rowboat” is one of seven stories reprinted from “Trailerpark,” Banks’ greatly underappreciated 1981 collection of interwoven tales about the residents of the ragtag Granite State Trailerpark outside the mill town of Catamount, N.H. “Trailerpark” was Banks’ “Winesburg, Ohio,” and with it he placed himself firmly in that league of writers who lay claim to specific territories: Faulkner and Yoknapatawpha, Joyce and Dublin, Proust and Combray, Carver and the Pacific Northwest. His portrayal of New Hampshire’s hardscrabble underside was instantly definitive.
“Trailerpark” travels some of the same thematic byways as Banks’ most widely praised novel, “Continental Drift,” and in it the writer is at his best: Landscape and character work in perfect tandem, the flinty stoicism of each building into a collage that feels not just real but truly, and often beautifully, alive. As “The Angel on the Roof” shows, Banks forfeits much of the native heart that fuels his best work when he strays too far from New Hampshire. But when he stays within shouting distance of the wintry territory he has claimed as his own, he’s often matchless.
Jonathan Miles, a contributing editor at Men's Journal, writes regularly for Salon Books. More Jonathan Miles.
Nelson Mandela and his wife Winnie in this undated file picture.
Mandela is accompanied by his former wife Winnie, moments after his release from prison February 11, 1990 after serving 27 years in jail. (Reuters)
In this February, 1990 photo, shortly after his release from 27 years in prison, Nelson Mandela, gives the black power salute to the 120,000 supporters packing Soccer City stadium in Soweto, near Johannesburg. (AP Photo)
Nelson Mandela showed his passport in February 19, 1990, shortly after his release from prison. The South African government authorized an application for himself and his wife Winnie - (Juda Ngwenya / Reuters)
In this July 27, 1991 photo, Cuban President Fidel Castro, and Nelson Mandela gesture during the celebration of the "Day of the Revolution" in Matanzas, Cuba. (AP Photo)
In this July 4, 1993 photo, President Bill Clinton and Nelson Mandela listen during Fourth of July ceremonies in Philadelphia during which Clinton presented the Philadelphia Liberty Medal to the African National Congress president and South African President F.W. de Klerk. (AP Photo/Greg Gibson)
President of the African National Congress Nelson Mandela acknowledges cheers from the crowd as he prepares to unveil the ANC's official election platform in 1994. (AP Photo/David Brauchli)
African National Congress (ANC) leader Nelson Mandela greeted residents of Mmabatho in March 1994, during a visit after the nominal homeland came under South African control following the ousting of the former President Lucas Mangope. (Reuters/Howard Burditt)
South African President Nelson Mandela smiles with actor Sidney Poitier at a press conference in Cape Town in 1996. Poitier played Mandela in the film "One Man, One Vote" (AP Photo / Sasa Kralj)
South African President Nelson Mandela waves to crowds as he sits next to Queen Elizabeth II in a an open carriage on the way to Buckingham Palace.(AP/Louisa Buller)
Chairman of the Constitutional Assembly Cyril Ramaphosa, left, holds up a copy of the country's constitution which was signed by President Nelson Mandela, in December 1996. (AP Photo / Adil Bradlow / POOL)
Nelson Mandela at a news conference in Johannesburg in February 2000. (AP Photo / Denis Farrell)
South African rugby captain Francois Pienaar, right, received the Rugby World Cup trophy from President Nelson Mandela also wearing a South African rugby shirt, after South Africa defeated New Zealand in the Rugby World Cup , in 1995. (AP Photo / Ross Setford)