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Novel; FIC 019000
May 2004
192 pages
ISBN 0-88984-245-0
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The Man Who Hated
Emily Bronte

Ray Smith

A comic satire of contemporary Montreal by the man who redefined experimental prose for Canada. This is a comic counterpart -- not a sequel -- to Ray Smith's previous novel, The Man Who Loved Jane Austen, his melancholic take on family division and nationalist politics in late-nineties Quebec.

This is a brisker and lighter novel than Jane, one that returns to Smith's signature weirdness.

Hired to teach in a junior college, Will Franklyn has come to Montreal expecting a life to proceed much as it had in Nova Scotia where he grew up, or in Edmonton or Edinburgh where he studied. But `in Quebec everything -- all law, all logic, all human behaviour -- is topsy-turvy.' Trusting and bemused, Will manages -- just -- to stay sane in the midst of lunacy.

In this novel, a companion to his sombre The Man Who Loved Jane Austen, Ray Smith demonstrates once again that he is a master of comic fiction, leading us a merry chase round the mountain. The familiar places are there -- Schwartz's, the St. Viateur Bagel Shop, the Big O -- but lurking behind every familiar certainty is the unexpected, the bizarre, the topsy-turvy.

`Hired to teach in a junior college, Will Franklyn has come to Montreal expecting life to continue much as it had done in Nova Scotia, where he grew up, or in Edmonton or Edinburgh, where he studied. But ``in Quebec, everything -- all law, all logic, all human behaviour, is topsy turvy.'' The book touches on several themes, including the preparations being made for a conference on an Icelandic Saga to be held in Iceland, lesbianism, sex change, impotence, and prostitution. All these elements are interspersed into the normal college routine during the academic year. Will is the sanest, most grounded character in the book. His colleagues in the English department all have their peculiarities, some more so than others. In the end, true love prevails for only one couple, and as everything comes to a surprising head after the conference, Gudrun, the Icelandic Ice Maiden, proves herself the seer she has claimed to be from the outset. As with most comic fiction, this is a lighthearted look at many deeper issues. Author Ray Smith, whose previous books include The Man Who Loved Jane Austen, has demonstrated once again that he is a master of the genre. As he leads us from reality into the absurd, his writing provokes outright laughter on many occasions. Some readers may be offended by the description of a sex change in progress and other sexual content. This caveat aside, I would recommend the book -- although I am still not sure what the connection to Emily Bronte is!'
    -- Matt Hartman, Canadian Book Review Annual

`Will's old flame, Gudrun, an Icelandic academic and self-proclaimed seer wreaks havoc, usually accidental, wherever she goes with laugh-out-loud results. Will's landlady and boss at the college, Heidi Felsen, formerly Hymie Felsen, is unabashed about showing off her brand new breasts with their brand new nipple rings.'
    -- Joel Yanofsky, the Montreal Gazette

`Notwithstanding the downbeat and brooding quality of his previous novel, The Man Who Loved Jane Austen, Smith is essentially a comic novelist, and he is at his sharpest when he adopts the mode of the satirist. The sections of the book dealing with the college faculty, in which the author lampoons notions such as "object-oriented course structures" (which, amongst other things, try to advance the thesis that Irving Layton and Leonard Cohen -- the most priapic poets in Canadian literature?-are actually gay), recall the academic novels of Kingsley Amis and David Lodge. And the depiction of Marie-Claire, the French-Canadian "Ministre de la matrimonie et patrimonie sublime de la nation" is reminiscent of Mordecai Richler at his most trenchant.'
    -- Steven W. Beattie, Books in Canada

`Comic novels like this one are hard to pull off. A lot of writers have failed miserably. The secret, which Smith has obviously figured out, is not to worry about making your characters or your story too broad. If you're writing a farce you want to keep everything, and everybody, three or four steps removed from reality. ... So crack open The Man Who Hated Emily Bronte, limber up your cheek muscles, and prepare to laugh. Because once you start, you won't stop.'
    -- David Pitt, the NoveScotian

Ray Smith's inclusion in the recent Atwood and Bok-edited Anansi anthology Avant Garde for Thee has probably done more for his current reputation than the reception of any of his recent novels, all of which sold to a small but devoted coterie of readers. He is still best known for his early experimental works, but his last book, The Man Who Loved Jane Austen was nevertheless widely reviewed ...

`From the top-heavy bureaucracy of Quebec's floundering education system to anglo angst and the slow but certain death of Montreal, Smith reaps a sort of harsh literary revenge on all he sees wrong with contemporary life in this city.'
    -- The Westmount Examiner

`Throughout the novel sombre subject matter is skillfully offset by dry humour, creating a sense of balance. It is from this place of equilibrium that Smith moves us with a well-told story of a man's personal struggles, while engaging us with astute social commentary on anglophones who call Montreal home but who stay ``with the gas tank full''.'
    -- Kim Bourgeois, the Montreal Review of Books

`What makes The Man Who Loved Jane Austen Smith's best work is the success with which he subordinates his formal preoccupations to his characters and to his story which, in its propulsive inevitability, is no less heartwrenching and, ultimately, devastating.'
    -- Robert Reid, the Kitchener-Waterloo Record

`Watching the social forces around Frank buffet him into what to most would be an unthinkable position is watching a great tragedy unfold. All along, the reader in her ironic position can see the injustices and the scams, and rage against them, against Frank's passivity now played out to a ridiculous extreme. Can it really be that Frank is a metaphor for the anglo in Quebec? Surely we are not so passive, so infantile, so other? Even if the villains are caricatures, even if the events seem too convenient at times, there is enough in The Man Who Loved Jane Austen to shock us into uneasy recognition of the anglos' complicity in their own oppression.'
    -- Globe and Mail

`The Man Who Loved Jane Austen is a slow, inexorable slide into pain and loss. What makes following this decline worthwhile is Smith's exacting prose. He captures Montreal in all its beauty and turmoil, he captures academic life and family life.'
    -- Victoria Daily Times

`It is to the inner realm of this off-kilter society of a university English department that Ray Smith takes us in his novel, The Man Who Hated Emily Brontë. The most easily recognizable character of Smith's gang is the rumpled and aging academic who writes incomprehensible poetry, relates life to literary sound bites and maliciously nicknames all who enter the department with love - Toadies or Hippos, the Black Death or Orchid and Ensign Ass. As The Man Who Hated Emily Brontë plays out, the reader becomes more and more aware as to how à propos these names are; as the narrator, Ensign Ass, moves his way through the degrees of asshood we come to understand that his straight-laced demeanour, representing the norm society desires, really is like most of us, a tight-ass. Rounding out the department are a woman who is mysteriously sexy yet withdrawn, an Icelandic Amazon who is a walking natural disaster and the department head who is a flouncy transvestite who has changed from Hymie to Heidi in order to become the lesbian lover of the Québec provincial minister in charge of all things cultural. ...

`The Man Who Hated Emily Brontë may not be your ideal neighbour, but he needs to be invited to the party.'
    -- Robert LeBlanc, the Ultimate Hallucination


 
 photo by Burt Covit
Ray Smith was born in Mabou, Nova Scotia, a beautiful village on the west coast of Cape Breton. Mabou is famous for its fiddlers, step dancers, and singers, especially the Rankin Family. Ray lived in several Nova Scotia towns, but most of his boyhood was spent in Halifax, where he attended Dalhousie University. He left for Toronto as a young man, and eventually moved to Montreal, where he has lived ever since. He teaches English literature at Dawson College.

His first book, a collection of experimental short stories entitled Cape Breton is the Thought Control Centre of Canada (1969), was one of the very first works of fiction to be published by the House of Anansi. Widely acknowledged as a milestone of early Canadian postmodernism, this collection was reissued by the Porcupine's Quill in the late eighties. His other works include the novels Lord Nelson Tavern, Century, A Night at the Opera (which won the QSPELL Hugh MacLennan Prize for Fiction), and, most recently, The Man Who Loved Jane Austen.



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