These powerfully vivid stories from a great writer offer enormous pleasure, recognition and discovery. Ranging through the unreliable layers of family archaeology, they uncover earlier, vulnerable selves, moments of innocence or shame, and unfinished business, illumined by shocking flashes of unpredictable violence and pain, or glints of sly humour. In the brilliant cornerstone story the stuff of dreams is both real and imagined--rumoured fields of cannabis picked in secret by migrant workers, or a nightmare encounter on a dark city street. In "Night Training" a military recruit is scarred by his own complicity in a bizarre nightly ritual. From the image of a small boy entranced by his mother's GI escort, yet still hoping for the return of a father missing in action, to "Sally's Story" in which a comfort girl looks for comfort of her own, here are men and women in search of connection, or equally wary of it--whether with each other or with past selves. David Malouf evokes, like no other writer, dark shadows beneath the bright sun.
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Without resorting to abstraction, Malouf refracts his characters' experiences through the merest slivers of evocative detail and dialogue to set up a reverberating tension. And what he does so tellingly is to suggest the ways in which the land and nature, their vastness, and the myths and dreams that attach to them, become buried deep in the psyches of his characters.
Indeed, Shakespeare's "We are such stuff/As dreams are made on, and our little life/Is rounded with a sleep" forms the thematic richness of all these stories. In "Closer", the tempest at the heart of Uncle Charles' twice-yearly visit from gay Sodom to his Pentecostal family--allowed to come no nearer than the other side of the gate--is searing in its quiet pain; tragic violence erupts over land rights in "Blacksoil Country" between an aboriginal group and a boy's bigoted father; "Dream Stuff", the title story of the collection, mingles the unsettling strangeness of dreams with the return of an author to Brisbane for the first time in over 20 years--despite the city being the very stuff of his fiction. In "Jacko's Reach" a pocket of scrub is what is to be lost:
...an area of experience, even if it is deeply forgotten, where we will still move in groups together, and touch, and glow, and spring apart laughing at the electric spark. There has to be some place where that is possible ... If there is no such place we will invent it. That's the way we are.Malouf's sharp but compassionate eye, his generous moral stance, and the sheer force of his descriptive powers make each of these stories a meditation of exceptional beauty. --Ruth Petrie
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