Booklist Reviews
Nonagenarians Beryl Dusinberry and Shimi Carmelli cope with their hopefully not-too imminent demise in their own separate ways. When asked to describe her life, the oft-married and well-loved Beryl is at a loss for words, literally. Her failing memory has her grasping for just the right bon mot to describe a lover, an enemy, a spouse, even an estranged child. Shimi's problem is just the opposite. He can't seem to forget anything: a name, a face, an encounter, or, most problematically, the shame he felt as a young child, constantly tormented by his slightly younger brother, Ephraim. That the two senior citizens find each other in their dotage is serendipitous. That they discover they share not only a neighborhood but a past is shocking, bordering on scandalous, but, ultimately, surprisingly satisfying. Jacobson (J, 2014) is more than kind to his cantankerous heroine and circumspect hero. He imbues them with a pathos, a vibrancy, a joie de vivre that is delightful and enlightening. A charming romp and wise meditation on timeless love. Copyright 2019 Booklist Reviews.
BookPage Reviews
Live a Little
Even if they don't live in a nursing home, the fate of most people past age 90 is to become nearly invisible. That's what makes Man Booker Prize-winner Howard Jacobson's decision to cast two Londoners in their 10th decades as the principal characters in his sly new novel, Live a Little, such a bold one.
As she approaches her 100th birthday, Beryl Dusinbery (nicknamed "Princess") must confront the frustration of living with memories that often resemble a piece of Swiss cheese. When she's not stitching morbidly humorous needlepoint "death samplers," she's doing her best to gather fragments of her colorful, romantic past in a biting journal d'amour.
Shimi Carmelli, former owner of a shop that sold phrenology busts, at times wishes he suffered from Beryl's frequent memory lapses. Instead, he's afflicted with perfect recall, and much of what he remembers about his distant childhood, including the brother from whom he's been estranged for decades, is a source of deep pain. Residing in a flat above the Fing Ho Chinese Banquet Restaurant, where he appears periodically to engage in the practice of cartomancy (fortunetelling with ordinary playing cards), he's considered the "last of the eligible bachelors," at least among the elderly widows of North London.
It isn't until roughly the novel's midpoint that Beryl and Shimi meet and Jacobson's talents as an astute student of human nature and his mastery of witty, acid-dipped dialogue shine brightest. Through an almost continuous conversation that begins in a cemetery and proceeds in a Regent's Park cafe and elsewhere, the secrets concealed by these strikingly different characters gradually see daylight.
"We meet to touch nerves," Beryl tells Shimi, who believes they've come together at "the perfect age to enjoy a verbal friendship." And though Beryl believes they're "both stuck with the parts we learnt to play a long time ago," the subtle changes we witness in these characters belie that rueful assertion.
Live a Little's message—that life isn't truly over until it ends—is a refreshingly optimistic one for readers of any age.
Copyright 2019 BookPage Reviews.Kirkus Reviews
Memories—elusive, shattered, or tormenting—are central to a tender story of unlikely love. In his 15th novel, the prolific Jacobson (Pussy, 2017, etc.) considers the debilities of very old age in a shrewd, surprising tale centered on a feisty nonagenarian who wraps herself in boas and baubles and a reticent bachelor. "Memory is a sadist," observes Mrs. Beryl Dusinbery, who styles herself the Princess, after Scheherazade, seductive teller of tales. But Beryl's tales are fragmentary and vexing: Troubling memories rise unbidden while the pleasures of her erotic past swirl mistily. "In her heyday," Jacobson's wry narrator reports, "Beryl Dusinbery had been able to drive the thought of any other woman out of a man's mind. It wasn't infidelity she conjured, it was oblivion." Now, though, oblivion threatens her, as she struggles to remember the details of her many lovers; mixes up the identities of her two grown sons and their offspring, none of whom interest her; and frustrates her two caregivers with capricious demands. At the age of 91, Shimi Carmelli, like the Princes s, exudes old-world sophistication with his "air of elegant, international desolation" and refined wardrobe. Other than in his appearance, though, Carmelli stands in sharp contrast to the Princess: Formerly a seller of phrenology busts, he tells fortunes, reading cards at a local Chinese restaurant and at charity events attended by widows eager for new love. He has lived a circumscribed, solitary life, striving in every way "to remove the stain of common humanity from his person." Unlike the Princess, Carmelli is beset by remembering. "I have selective morbid hyperthymesia," he confesses, unable to forget anything, most notably a childhood transgression that has haunted his entire life. Jacobson treats with compassion the dilemma of old age, when the future seems to hold nothing more than "the same, unvarying story" and an inevitable diminishment; instead, he offers his brittle Princess and self-effacing fortuneteller a chance to discover deeply hidden capacities for kindnes s and caring and the inspiration, as the Princess puts it, to "risk another end." Wise, witty, and deftly crafted. Copyright Kirkus 2019 Kirkus/BPI Communications. All rights reserved.
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Publishers Weekly Reviews
Booker-winner Jacobson's latest is a deliciously entertaining, rollicking dark comedy about nonagenarians searching for meaning while confronting their deepest fears. Beryl Dusinbery has survived countless marriages and torrid love affairs yet finds herself terrified of forgetting words and being rendered incommunicative. She spends her days making elaborate needlework designs of "death samplers," with morbid phrases ("he was born without fuss and died without fuss, slipping out of life like an oystery down an open throat. ‘That wasn't so difficult,' he said, and expired. No one was listening.") while giving her caregivers a hard time. Shimi Carmelli is a 91-year-old diviner whose clients are a circle of wealthy London widows who consider him to be an eligible bachelor: he walks without an apparatus and can still dress himself. Shimi's problem is that he suffers from an excellent memory and can't forget anything. He remains haunted by his childhood experiment trying on his mother's underwear and feels permanently tainted. Beryl and Shimi meet after the funeral of his brother, Ephraim, and strike up an unlikely relationship with the deceased Ephraim as their mutual connection. Together they discover a new way to live by confiding past experiences, and Shimi is shocked by how easily they can trust each other. Jacobson's appealing tale will delight readers.