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I'm finding it difficult to
shake the impression this book made on me. It's a dark but beautiful
coming-of-age story about Fee, a biracial Korean-American boy who participates
in a boys' choir over a period of years. Over the years, the choir director
sexually molests a dozen or so of the boys, including Fee. The perpetrator is
finally caught and arrested, but he leaves a trail of broken, ruined lives in
his wake. Fee has trouble separating
what has happened to him from his own incipient desire for his buddies in the
choir. In particular, he has fallen in love with a beautiful young blond boy
who has also been broken and ruined by the choir director. The boys become best
friends and fellow sufferers, but Peter, the blond, can't return the love Fee
has for him. Years go by; Fee walks
through life vaguely empty, vaguely shamed, and powerfully guilty, unable to
deal with the love for Peter that never found resolution, and even seeks on a
couple of occasions -- though without a great deal of conviction -- to end his
own life. Eventually, in his mid/late twenties, he finds someone to love and be
loved by, and he takes a position teaching art at a prep school. There,
however, he meets a 17-year-old blond teenager enrolled in the school who so
reminds him of Peter that dormant ghosts from his past reanimate and threaten
to shatter Fee's hard-won peace. To make matters even worse, he discovers that
the beautiful blond boy is actually the son of the man who molested him years
ago. The story is wrenching in its
power. Chee's narrative is translucent, dreamy. His prose is indirect, subtle,
and suggestive rather than razor-sharp. The dreams that swirl through his
narrative world are dark and interlaced with mythical motifs and archetypes
from Korean folk religion, but the story never becomes completely esoteric. The
sense of quiet tragedy is almost suffocating, but impossible to walk away from. I've never read anything
quite like this novel, and at first I wasn't sure if I was willing to take the
dive into something so steeped in a subject that revolts me. But as I made my
way through the novel, I was struck by its beauty. It's an odd thing to say
about a book that tells a story of child molestation, but I was enchanted
throughout. It was a dark enchantment, but it held from beginning to end. If you can deal with its
disturbing, troubling theme, I recommend this book to you. Alexander Chee is an
incredible author. I'll have trouble forgetting this one. I'm not sure I like
that, but I don't regret reading it. Adam Phillip's page Contact
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