September 21st, 2008

moscot, : eye glasses, zeiss

The Shallow End of the Pool: Redux

I actually dove into Troy-Catro's The Shallow End of the Pool and finished on my way to and from work--it was the one day the painfully slow subway creeping from station to station slower than molasses in January didn't send me into a fit of rage.  This novella pulls you under immediately when it ends, the reader is left gasping for air struggling to make sense of it all.

The Shallow End of the Pool is essentially a metaphor for damage of divorce and how children are used as innocent pawns of deception.   In this case the unconventional way one Mom and Dad choose to reconcile their differences involves their twins, Jen, raised by Dad and Ethan brought up by Mom.  They decide to pit the twins against each other gladiator-style in an empty pool that happens to be in the scalding Las Vegas desert. The prose is beautiful and brutal all at once, intense and unyielding, hurling the reader towards its inevitable conclusion.

Did I mention I have a twin brother and my parents are happily married?