THE
MAESTRO, THE MAGISTRATE & THE MATHEMATICIAN by TENDAI
HUCHU.
Reviewed by
Tracy Terry, 16 April 2015
http://pettywitter.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-maestro-magistrate-mathematician.html
BACK COVER
BLURB: Three very different men struggle with thoughts of belonging, loss,
identity and love as they attempt to find a place for themselves in Britain.
The Magistrate tries to create new memories and roots, fusing a wandering
exploration of Edinburgh with music. The Maestro, a depressed, quixotic
character, sinks out of the real world into the fantastic world of literature.
The Mathematician, full of youth, follows a carefree, hedonistic lifestyle,
until their three universes collide.
FIRST SENTENCE
{Edinburgh: The Magistrate}: There was a knock on the door of the last house on
Craigmillar Castle Road.
MEMORABLE MOMENT
{Page 93}: Chenai walked up to him and hugged him. It was like she was trying
to draw poison out of a wound. He almost cried, but men don't cry, real men
never cry. He felt the weight of his age pressing down on every joint as he
released her. His little girl giving him relationship advice, the wheel of life
turning.
MY THOUGHTS:
Revolving around three different characters, all from Zimbabwe, all far
from their homeland, all facing their own challenges, their individual stories
entwining as the novel progresses.
Though set in
Edinburgh - its landmarks ingeniously mapped out by the author courtesy of the
music played through The Magistrate's Walkman - The Maestro, The Magistrate
& The Mathematician also lends itself to an insight into the politics and
economics of a not too distant Zimbabwe.
A very human
story that isn't afraid to deal with issues both big and small. For me the most
memorable (and perhaps poignant) being the case of 'The Magistrate' in which
the reader gets to consider a man, a 'somebody' in the land he left behind,
reduced to a life of housework and 'menial jobs' in his adopted home.
Amongst the best
novels about migrants and the plights that they face that I have read. The only
concern I have (small though it may be) being that the characters were each
written in a very different style which though great as a means of setting
them apart as individuals somehow just didn't work well for me.
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