Amazon.com Review
Although
The Half-Life of Happiness begins "For no reason he could think of, Mike felt terrific," the reader is not reassured. The details accrue with disturbing precision during Mike's walk across Charlottesville's Courthouse Square: clear spring sky, soft breeze, pretty tax specialist, bouncy tap-dance teacher, languorous bookstore clerk, charmingly stuttering woman doctor. Then we glimpse the house he shares with his wife and their two daughters: ramshackle, cluttered, incomplete--"a series of partly assembled kits for family happiness." Clearly, this is one marriage--one family--with trouble in its future. Of course, without trouble, there'd be no novel. Only in this case, the family is so
fun, their circle of bright, articulate, bohemian friends so very
winning, that watching them careen toward disaster has the same nasty inevitability as a horror movie: one wants to throw up a hand and say, "Wait! Don't go see what was making that noise upstairs!"
When trouble arrives, it takes the shape of Bonnie, the new girlfriend of one of their gang. Flirtatious and manipulative, with thin, "gobbly" lips, Bonnie seduces not Mike, surprisingly, but his caustically funny filmmaker wife, Joss. Watching his marriage crumble around him, Mike lets himself be persuaded to enter a congressional race that turns into a humiliating farce, while the couple's two daughters observe their parents' plight with unforgiving clarity. The author of the National Book Award-winning Spartina, Casey brings new energy to what could be a familiar story, and his take on the domestic novel, late 1970s style, is a masterpiece of finely drawn characters and meticulous detail.
From Publishers Weekly
Casey's much-admired Spartina won the National Book Award in 1989, and it's no pleasure to report that his new book is a rambling affair that gives only occasional glimpses of the shining talent on show there. It is the story of Mike Reardon, a young lawyer whom after a fling as a Washington congressional aide, has settled into a country practice in Charlottesville, Va. He has a feistily erratic wife, Joss, two bright little daughters, Edith and Nora, an adored mother-in-law and a circle of friends who seem like part of the family. Gradually, things in this seemingly Edenic existence begin to fall apart. A buddy kills himself, Joss's drinking becomes a problem, she begins a lesbian affair and Mike is talked into running an apparently hopeless campaign for Congress. Meanwhile, Edith and Nora reflect alternately on the course of events as they struggle to keep afloat in a turmoil of conflicting loyalties. The problem with the novel is that the reader never gets to know these people as well as Casey evidently does, which means that many of this long book's long scenes drift; there are numerous passages that could have used a stern editorial pencil. There are pleasures, to be sure: some of the scenes in the campaign are sharp and funny (if by no means as plugged-in as Primary Colors), and the concluding pages have a sweet dying fall. But the facts that Mike, for all his virtues, never quite comes to lif,e and that the girls sound too much alike, are distinct flaws in a book that depends on their conviction and weight. 50,000 first printing.
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