99 Nights in Logar ~ Jamil Jan Kochai
★★☆☆
June 4th. 2019 update: I've decided to up my rating from 2 to 3 stars, the reason being that I've just been thinking about this book a lot, and (while I still don't know what that one chapter said), this book really stuck with me, especially after I read the Hobbit, and realized what that weird dream about food was all about. update over
(original review written January 8th, 2019)
This book was a bit of a trip. I feel like I spent 99 nights just trying to read it.
"During the whole length of the battle, I was scared of hiding and becoming caught. Of running and being hit. Of shooting and becoming a killer. And all my fears warred inside of me, until they massacred one another, so that it wasn't courage that let me fight, but the death of my fear."
Obligatory Summary
Marwand is a 12 year old traveling from America to Afghanistan, his homeland, right in the middle of relative peace during the Afghan-American war in the early 2000s following 9/11. There he meets his extended family—his aunts and uncles and cousins, his grandmother and grandfather—hearing their tales of love, war, and innocence lost. He also meets the family dog, Budabash, who bites off the tip of his finger and, several days later, runs away.
Marwand and his buddies go on the hunt, against their older relatives orders, and find themselves trapped in a strange battle with incurable land-induced seasickness, unending hunger, and abandoned mazes that end in darkness.
The Writing (and Worldbuilding?) and Characters
It kind of pains me to rate this so low. It really wasn't that bad, to be completely honest with you, and I've rated worse books higher, but its particular sins made this reading experience unnecessarily difficult, and so that greatly influence my ultimate review.
"It's okay to change a story a little if you make it better. And heroes and love, they always make things better. Otherwise, you know, what's the point?"
This book seemed to take this quote to heart. The narrator was so unreliable, the divide between magical realism and straight up fantasy so blurry, I had such a hard time making sense of anything.
A strength of the book was the immersion and the characters. While I got confused a lot about the terminology, being a white girl from the USA, and that terminology was explained once, if at all, I did get the hang of things and actually appreciated the conversational feel the immersion gave the novel. I loved all the characters and felt that they added some realism to the story (for the most part). I really liked Marwand's family and their dynamic, especially his buddies, Zia, Gulbuddin, and Dawood. They all brought something unique to the story. Jawed the Thief was iconic. He gave it such a storybook, fairytale quality and seemed to be the only person who knew what was going on. I sure didn't.
"Even ghosts need company," Jawed said.
The plot was paced oddly but in a way that felt like natural tangents and asides, like Marwand was with me regaling me with his strange tale. It reminded me a lot of The Life of Pi in that way.
Another book it reminded me of was The God of Small Things, which isn't a compliment. That book was so confusing and strange, which such a weird and actually quite disgusting ending, that I had no idea what any of it meant. And so was the case with this book, but significantly less disgusting (though the blatant animal abuse didn't help). I was trying to piece together the meaning but was at such a loss. I'm entirely unsure what any of it was supposed to mean, and if some events even happened or not.
"Ever since that night on the road beneath the mulberry tree, all day and night all I can think about is how God will punish me. Or. How He won't. That scares me too. That scares me more. But Marwand, the cows weren't scared. They were dying, and they knew they were dying, but they were at peace. There was no hate in them. No doubt. They just breathed until they couldn't. The waters rose until it stopped. I was the only one floating."
Now here comes the biggest sin, and I'm not sure if it'll be this way in the fully released version, but I'm rating what I was given.
That 3 page reveal of a secret that had been hinted at for the entire book, that I was so extremely anticipating. It wasn't in English. No translation was given. The next chapter doesn't reference it or explain anything. It's all in Pashto and I CANNOT READ PASHTO. I have a friend who reads Urdu, but she obviously cannot help me. If anyone here reads Pashto (my friend is pretty sure it's Pashto), please help me. I wanna know what freaking happened to the uncle. (I'd translate it all myself that would take a million years.)
Conclusion
This is being referred to as a middle grade novel and I have to wonder if the people calling it that have ever read middle grade novels before. Or ever been 12. Just because the protagonist is 12 all throughout, and just because the back of the book says it's a "coming-of-age" doesn't mean this is middle grade by any means. This is literary fiction in all its messy glory.
Honestly this was a 4 star book bogged down by 1 star issues until what was good was only annoying in its decency when what was bad took center stage. I think Jamil Jan Kochai is very promising and I'm intrigued by what else he has to offer (as long as it's all in a language I can actually read).
"It's a terrible, terrible thing, my little bird. It's like waking up one morning without a limb or an organ. Without your lungs. Your liver. Your skin."
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