Preston Falls
A Novel
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3.5 • 2 Ratings
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Publisher Description
A finalist for the Pulitzer Prize, Jernigan introduced David Gates as a novelist of the highest order. "Full of dark truths and biting humor," wrote Frederick Exley, "a brilliant novel [that] will be read for a long time."
After that blackly comic handbook of self-destruction--whose antihero shoulders up to such crucial American figures as Bellow's Herzog, Updike's Harry Angstrom, Heller's Bob Slocum, Percy's Binx Bolling and Irving's Garp--Gates's new novel investigates the essential truths of a marriage à la mode. Doug and Jean Willis fit the newly classic, recognizable and seemingly normal variety: struggling against a riptide of the daily commute, the mortgages, the latchkey child-rearing and the country house, as well as the hopes and desires from which all of this grew.
In accordance with their long-standing agreement, Doug embarks from their Westchester home on a leave of absence from the PR job that had ineluctably become his life, while Jean contends with both her own job and their two children. Over a two-month period he'll spruce up the family's alternative universe up north in rural Preston Falls; she'll deal with her end of the bargain, and her worries about the survival of the family. But then domesticity hits the brick wall of private longings and nightmarish twists of fate.
A surprising, comic, horrifying and always engrossing novel, charged with the responsibilities of middle age and with the abiding power of love, however disappointed--told with great artistry, pitch-perfect understanding and fierce compassion.
"A novel that's the funniest, sharpest, most strangely exciting book about men and women in a long time."
--Tom Prince, Maxim
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
A visceral journey to the dark side of suburban masculinity and parenthood, Gates's second novel (after Jernigan) opens as Jean and Doug Willis, a couple whose marriage is disintegrating, attempt to spend Labor Day weekend at their farmhouse in the upstate New York town of Preston Falls. Chafing against the boredom of his life in workaday Westchester County, Willis--as Doug is called--has slipped into a fugue of sardonic humor and macho posturing. Hoping that a two-month hiatus from both his family and his job as the chief PR flack for a beverage company will assuage his unhappiness, Willis plans to renovate the farmhouse, practice on his vintage guitar, mingle with the roughneck locals and plow through the novels of Dickens. As Willis grows more edgy and erratic, evincing shades of the mental illness that, it is revealed later, destroyed his own father, Jean goes camping with the kids--Roger, nine, and Melanie, 12--only to have Willis show up at their campsite with a gun, provoke an altercation with a park ranger and spend the weekend in jail. Gates tightens the screws on the mid-life desperation of both Jean and Willis, adroitly capturing the bewilderment of their kids, as Willis's situation grows ever worse. Bailed out by a bohemian lawyer who agrees to lower his legal fees if Willis agrees to run drugs between New York and Vermont, Willis slips into a fog of cocaine-induced paranoia and disappears, leaving Jean, aided by her benign but flaky sister, to cope with the children, and to search for Willis with as much grit and courage as she can muster. Alternating points of view between Jean and Willis, Gates chronicles the detritus of their marriage in minute detail, in a colloquial, flattened out, present-tense voice. While reinforcing the humdrum aspects of their lives, this narrative strategy only makes the drama of their marriage's decline all that more unrelentingly downbeat. When Willis materializes in his Westchester kitchen at the novel's end, he confesses to Jean, "Search me what the fuck it was about." Although Gates is a masterful chronicler of the dynamics of a family meltdown, the reader is likely to echo Willis's declaration of ignorance.
