Stephanie Jane recenzis The shadow king de Maaza Mengiste
Superb historical fiction
5 steloj
In 1935 a fascist European dictator ordered the invasion of a sovereign nation and set his troops to inflicting almost unimaginable cruelty on the native population. Other than allowing that nation's exiled king a refuge in England, the other European nations did nothing, completely unlike four years later when a fascist European dictator ordering the invasion of a sovereign nation would lead to immediate declarations of war. Hitler's invasion of Poland was an outrage. Mussolini's invasion of Ethiopia was not?
Maaza Mengiste tells the story of the Ethiopian-Italian war through the eyes of a disparate group of Ethiopian women and one male Italian-Jewish photographer. She has created an intensely beautiful and poetic novel that portrays a brutally horrific time. I am in awe of her writing and loved every moment I spent reading this story, even though it was frequently difficult not to turn away from its callous violence. Mengiste …
In 1935 a fascist European dictator ordered the invasion of a sovereign nation and set his troops to inflicting almost unimaginable cruelty on the native population. Other than allowing that nation's exiled king a refuge in England, the other European nations did nothing, completely unlike four years later when a fascist European dictator ordering the invasion of a sovereign nation would lead to immediate declarations of war. Hitler's invasion of Poland was an outrage. Mussolini's invasion of Ethiopia was not?
Maaza Mengiste tells the story of the Ethiopian-Italian war through the eyes of a disparate group of Ethiopian women and one male Italian-Jewish photographer. She has created an intensely beautiful and poetic novel that portrays a brutally horrific time. I am in awe of her writing and loved every moment I spent reading this story, even though it was frequently difficult not to turn away from its callous violence. Mengiste was inspired by her great-grandmother, Getey, a very young woman at the time, who took herself a rifle and answered the call for Ethiopia's eldest 'sons' to enlist. She was not a lone woman in this army and, through reading The Shadow King, I was able to see the central role women soldiers played in this war. I appreciated how the characters are the central focus here rather than tedious details of battles and military strategies. Hirut in particular is such a brilliantly complex character, a very real woman who glares defiantly at us from every page alongside the unnamed cook, their mistress Aster, and the spy Ferres who is also the whore Fifi. These women refuse to be sidelined and prove their worth in the defence of their country.
The Shadow King is a novel of patriarchal privilege and of white privilege, misogyny compounded with racism. I could sense the impending Second World War and its outrages in photographer Ettore's Jewishness being commented upon. As readers we know that World War Two will eclipse the Ethiopian-Italian War in global memory in much the same way as frequent recounting of male soldiers' exploits will smother women's contributions. As it is noted within the story, war is generally officially remembered as a masculine pursuit with women relegated to providing nourishment before each battle or mopping up the blood afterwards. As I discovered by reading Roaring Girls (Holly Kyte), Les Parisiennes (Anne Sebba), Homage To Catalonia (George Orwell) however, that vision is rarely the truth. The Shadow King forcefully puts the brave Ethiopian women soldiers of the 1930s right into the centre of their own story.