Monday, 30 December 2019

Golden Child by Claire Adams, a family saga you would like to see as a movie adaptation so the loopholes can be rectified.

If defined succinctly can be called as atmospheric, fragmented and emotional.
When I call it atmospheric I mean every scene is like a reel running in the screen of your mind. The author with her writing skills makes it easy for us to capture the emotions, thoughts and ambience of a situation and characters really well. The story is set in Trinidad. It is about Clyde and his family with two sons- Peter and Paul. They are twins but as different as two magnetic poles. While Peter is remarked as a genius, it is Paul who raises curious eyes. He is odd is what people think. One day, Paul goes missing and the rest the of the story in shifting timelines oscillates between past and present day scenario.

Claire Adam frames the setting of the story very well. She makes us acquainted with the characters so we don’t seem to find trouble gathering a “why?” to their actions. It talks of pseudo societal bonds and fractured familial relationships very aptly. While everything seemed like working it’s magic, I felt there were fragmented parts which took away from the story. There are some harrowing moments and you feel for Paul; for Clyde too because as a parent choosing a child is not easy. Never easy. As a mother who is bound to be the most affected, Joy's thoughts over the whole fiasco of Paul missing looked foggy. It is only towards the end I found some feeble moments of remorse from her. While this could be declared as a perfect hit, little things made it miss its mark from being a perfectly written family saga. For instance, I wanted more clarity from Clyde over his decisions. Just like Rafiq’s point of view and a chapter dedication in "A place for us" by Fatima Farheen Mirza. As debut writers the comparison between the two- Claire Adams and Fatima was inevitable.

All my points to the writing- piercing, characters- framed very well and the transportive capability of the author used to make the reader travel to Trinidad in Clyde’s brick house, with Paul by the river side and with Peter while he approaches his and his father’s dream. There was something amiss making it look fractured, like disrupting the flow of a stream. It needed an element to smooth things out, to comfort and leave its mark engraved with emotions.

My Rating:

Thank you to the publishers- Crownpublishing and Penguinrandomhouse #sjpforhogarth for the review copy.

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