Friday, February 26, 2016

Horror List Book Review: The Red Tree

I'm reading through three lists of best horror with two friends (DeAnna Knippling andM.B. Partlow), posting reviews as we go. (For more information, including a list of the books, see this post.) To see the books I've reviewed so far, you can view the list at the end of this post where I rank them.

This week I'm reviewing The Red Tree, by Caitlin R. Kiernan.


I struggled the entire way through this book. It was obvious Kiernan has writing chops. Yet, I didn't want to finish it.

Quick summary: A writer flees a bad history, including a lover who has committed suicide. She ends up in a small Rhode Island town, renting an isolated farmhouse. She's there to write her next contracted novel. She finds a manuscript about lore surrounding red oaks, like the giant one outside. Bad things happen to people around these trees. Lo and behold, bad things begin to happen to her.

Already, we have the novel about a novelist angle, which can be good when done well, or can be tiresome when done not so well. But it's also a journal, which is not a form of storytelling I'm particularly fond of.

She's entirely unlikable. I cuss like a sailor in real life (though I choose to try to keep it out of my professional world where possible), yet in the first couple chapters, I had been beaten about the head with profanity so much that I started skipping the words mentally. You know, like the word "said." Your mind glides right over it. Much like the word F*** in this book. She's a lesbian, which is great, except that she reminds us constantly that this is so. And don't worry, it helps to meet the F*** quota.

It was supposed to tell us she was a hard ass. A tough woman. Out there. A rebel. Ooooo, a rebel. Whoopty-freakin'-do.

She was a caricature. Profane, rude, whiny, obtuse, self-serving, self-pitying. 

A writer who hates her own writing. A writer who hates to have fans approach her, and who is rude to them when they do. The type of writer that acts like the nastier actors, and makes the reader wonder if their favorite author would behave toward them the way this woman does. (As someone who has run writing events, no, your favorite author most likely will not be rude, and will be flattered you want an autograph. Don't be afraid to approach them in a respectful manner unless they're in the middle of something.)

Not only does the character digress constantly, but she TELLS us she digresses constantly. Duh. We noticed. Please stop telling us.

She's pompous. I suspect a thesaurus was consulted regularly in the writing of this novel. Listen, I like big words. I use them naturally, because I've always been a reader. I get it. I do. Sometimes they just come out, because they're familiar. But no, this is more than that.

A second character, a painter, is introduced into the story partway through. Coincidentally, she also enjoys some girl-on-girl shenanigans. She's there to fight constantly with our narrator, to pick at her, and to create sexual tension so we can be reminded that, hey, she's a lesbian! 

It is hinted that the narrator is an inconsistent narrator. An untrustworthy one. Oh, who am I kidding. The narrator TELLS us she is untrustworthy. That she is filling in gaps, but that she couldn't possibly have such perfect recall. Blah, blah, blah. We're told this over and over again, too. "Why am I filling in these details? It must be because I'm a writer! My therapist says..."

The story is told as a journal, put together by the editor after the suicide of the author. So we go into this knowing she will have committed suicide. Bye-bye tension. Though, when well done, this could have upped the tension. We could have been wondering how it would happen. If she'd been likable, I would have been desperately hoping until the end that she wouldn't do it this time. But, no, I was just waiting for her to die, because it would mean the story was over.

Not only is it a journal, but she finds a manuscript written by a previous tenant, and starts typing bits of the research from the manuscript, which is nonfiction, into her journal. She feels compelled to do so. The information therein was interesting, but it was sometimes pages of this research, so rather dry. Its sole purpose was to tell us why we should be afraid. To build the nonexistent tension. We're told repeatedly what to expect via the manuscript. And it's all so obvious. Cliche riddled.

Oh yeah, have I mentioned it wasn't scary? Not at all? It's meant to be a slow build, I'm sure. Atmospheric, character driven. Only the character is a shitty person, and the atmosphere was meh. It took way too long to get to a point where it could possibly be scary, and by then I was so over the character that I didn't care what happened to her, or the artist in residence, who was just as unlikable. And the way the "scary" things were thrown out kept them from being creepy at all. The manuscript mentioned it had happened in the past. Therefore, we knew it was going to happen to the characters. Dun, dun, dun!

Please, folks, strong female character does not equal nasty, brash, derisive, holier than thou, and better than everyone else. It means human. Stop making your female characters so over the top so we can pretend we're reading about strong women. Make them real. That would be a nice departure.

I think I'm going to end my review here, because it's going nowhere constructive. I'm disappointed. And frustrated.

But here's the thing. I'd read the author again. This book may have been a fluke. Her actual writing was good. The sentence fluency, the flow. I was bored by this particular story, and I hated the characters (these are not women I would ever choose to be around, that's for sure), but that doesn't mean I wouldn't like one of her other books. This might have been a first book (I don't feel like doing the research to find out for sure). The plotting and pacing needed help. Especially the pacing. There needed to be more focus on the creepy things, the bad things, the things that could be. Instead, we were inside the narrator's head, hearing her annoying thoughts, and wishing she'd shut up, except she was the only one telling the story.


My new rankings:

1. The Handmaid's Tale (Margaret Atwood)
2. The Bottoms (Joe R. Lansdale)
3. Coraline (Neil Gaiman)
4. A Choir of Ill Children (Tom Piccirilli)
6. The Year’s Best Fantasy: First Annual Collection (Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling)
7. Those Who Hunt the Night (Barbara Hambly)
9. Dead in the Water (Nancy Holder)
10. The Damnation Game (Clive Barker)
11. The Wolf's Hour (Robert McCammon)
12. Berserk (Tim Lebbon)
13. Best New Horror, Volume 1 (edited by Stephen Jones and Ramsey Campbell)
14. The Tomb (F. Paul Wilson)
15. Blood Meridian (Cormac McCarthy)
16. The Imago Sequence (Laird Barron)
17. My Soul to Keep (Tananarive Due)
18. World War Z (Max Brooks)
19. From the Dust Returned (Ray Bradbury) 
20. The Red Tree (Caitlin R. Kiernan)
21. In Silent Graves (Gary A. Braunbeck)
22. The Cipher (Kathe Koja)
23. Drawing Blood (Poppy Z. Brite)
24. The Doll Who Ate His Mother (Ramsey Campbell) 
25. Hotel Transylvania (Chelsea Quinn Yarbro)

The next book will be The Stranger, by Albert Camus. Fingers crossed.

Have you read Caitlin R. Kiernan? Is there one of hers you'd recommend? Have you read this one? What did you think? How do you define strong female characters? 

May you find your Muse.


DeAnna said...

All I have to say about this one is...yep.

Anonymous said...

I haven't ever heard of this book or author, but it sounds like I wouldn't enjoy it at all. I don't particularly like books written as diaries or when author show their hand right at the beginning. Knowing from the start the MC kills herself would make me WAY less inclined to finish it. Sorry you had to suffer through this haha

Mark said...

I know what you mean about the writer writing about a writer in a book angle. Some people love it, but it always feels weird to me. But there are a few examples of where it's worked, usually when the character is a failed author, such as in the Alexandrian Quartet.

Sue said...

Atwood, Lansdale, Piccirilli, and Barker are some of my faves. I have enjoyed some of Poppy's stuff too, but haven't read anything new in a while. Thanks for posting!

LT said...

I love this review! As a editor, I can always tell something is wrong when the flow isn't there (or I get stopped in the first read and have to question what I just read). It's amazing Caitlin has a blurb from Gaiman - which probably made her money.

John Wiswell said...

That's a big disappointment given how much I loved Kiernan's The Drowning Girl. She definitely had a defter handling of unreliable narration in that novel than you've described here, so perhaps I'll avoid this one as my next Kiernan.

cleemckenzie said...

Great job at this review. Wow. I'm impressed.

As to your list ranking. No one tops Atwood as far as I'm concerned. She's always #1.

Nick Wilford said...

Oh dear. Sorry it wasn't a great read for you. I would define a strong female character as one who can do things for herself without being bailed out - it doesn't have to mean being rude.

Shannon Lawrence said...

I need to go find your and M.B.'s reviews on this one.

Shannon Lawrence said...

There were just SO many of the things I don't like solo, all crammed into one book.

Shannon Lawrence said...

I'm not familiar with the Alexandrian Quartet. I will say that it's always worked for me when Stephen King does it, so I question what he's doing differently. Then again, it may just not have bothered me when I was reading those books. It's been awhile.

Shannon Lawrence said...

All awesome writers! Yes, even Poppy, who I rated low here. I did enjoy her writing when I was younger, and I don't know if the difference is time or the specific book I read this time.

Shannon Lawrence said...

I'm sure the blurb didn't hurt. The flow was off from the beginning, which was too bad.

Shannon Lawrence said...

I'd be curious to hear what you thought after reading this since you're a fan of another book she wrote.

Shannon Lawrence said...

Shew, because I was so agitated when I wrote this, I wasn't sure it would even make sense.

I don't know how it took me so long to discover Atwood.

Shannon Lawrence said...

Precisely. A strong female character is the same as a strong male character. They can take care of themselves, can think for themselves, but they aren't perfect, and they aren't bizarre caricatures.

Mari Deykute said...

This one definitely read as less interesting than the other Kiernan I read -- her first book was actually "Silk" and I really liked that book, despite the fact that her characters weren't what I would call "likeable" there, the universe was more nuanced and multi-layered and there were more reasons for their edges, so to speak. So I'd recommend "Silk" over "Red Tree" -- the latter honestly felt like it was written by a different person, though some of the themes (art/evil nature etc) remain the same.