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Water for Elephants by Sarah Gruen

By fff | Posted Under Book Reviews | Comments (16)



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Water for Elephants is the kind of book that has tons of cliched characters, rushes some of the central relationships, and seems completely implausible — but somehow it works. It does not get up to the level of greatness, but it is likeable and readable.

The bulk of the novel is set during the Great Depression, and the main character, Jacob, is about to finish veterinary school when his parents die. The bank forecloses on the house, he can’t finish his exams, so he runs away and joins the circus. No, really, that’s what happens, and I rolled my eyes then, and a few other times — like when Jacob’s roommate, Kinko, goes from hating him to being his friend because Jacob did one nice thing for him; the characterization of August, the circus’ animal trainer, as an abusive asshole who doesn’t care about anything (his abuse is signaled by the way he treats the animals, and there is no way to telegraph a characters evilness that is easier than making him an animal abuser); the way that Marlena, August’s wife, falls for Jacob for no other reason than that he is there, and he is a nice guy; and lots of other details of the plot and characterizations.

The novel does work, despite these cliches. A big part of this for me, was the dual structure — the novel is told in flashback by a 90+ year old Jacob in a nursing home. These scenes take up a small part of the novel, but paint a compelling picture of the loss of autonomy that comes with aging, and the way that memory can be elusive and vague. I can’t make up my mind about the way the novel reveals what you think is the ending, but then pulls a bit of a bait and switch on what really happened — whether it was clever, or just trying to be clever and ending up too cute.

I mentioned earlier that Marlena falls for Jacob for no apparent reason, and that still stands as the novel’s most perplexing flaw. The other cliches work somehow — you find August scary, you find Kinko and Jacob’s friendship believable despite its’ shaky basis — but I really could not get my head around Marlena and Jacob’s relationship. SPOILER — although I can understand Marlena initially being drawn to someone who is nicer than her husband, they remain married for many decades until her death, so something had to be there that was just not in the novel; I guess it’s possible that, back in the day, women just married — and stayed married to — any decent guy, rather than expecting any sort of specialness about their relationship.

It’s a decent book. I can’t quite give the glowing recommendation that some friends and family have given, but even the cliches work, so Gruen must be doing something right. In the end, Water for Elephants may be a bit more complex in structure than it needs to be to tell the story, but the story that’s there is good, and deals mostly with fine, upstanding people struggling to do right against evil, mustache-twirling villains — in other words, it’s easy to identify with the protagonists and hate the bad guys. That scheme is a bit too simple to make a great book, but it does make for a good one.

This review is part of the Cannonball Read series. For more of fff’s reviews, check out fff’s blog.









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Comments

I had a similar reaction when I read this. Not great, not bad. I prefer it much more, though, when focusing on the subtext: the torrid, star-crossed, unexpressed love between Jacob and August.

Posted by: SaBrina at January 6, 2010 8:33 AM

I also had the same reaction. It was good..not great. Passed it along to a friend who likes the circus, but that's it.

Posted by: wsapnin at January 6, 2010 9:05 AM

Ok, I've sat by while the header pictures chosen for each post get more and more extreme (Human Centipede ass-to-mouth, Bloody snowmen, The Thing With The Thing coming out of it's head, various other grotesque and/or sexually suggestive images) and I've said nothing up to now, but the Water for Elephants picture above is a pretty blatant visual metaphor for vagina.

Some of us read this site at work ya know. Some of us have kids at home. Let's try to keep it clean.

Posted by: Yossarian at January 6, 2010 9:42 AM

Ha ha, Yossarian. I had to scroll up to figure out what the hell you were talking about, but once I did, I laughed. Loudly. In my office.

Thanks for that. Now to try and pretend like I am sane for the rest of the day. Right...

Posted by: Bouncing Betty at January 6, 2010 10:02 AM

Couldn't see what all the fuss was about, either. Good enough beach book, I guess.

And for what it's worth, women still get and stay married to decent guys, even after the "specialness" wears off.

Posted by: Nadine at January 6, 2010 10:06 AM

Yassarian--don't go to the bookstore or take your kids there. That's the cover of the book above.

fff didn't go searching for vagina-ish photos just to piss you off. Talk to the publisher.

If you are at work then get to work and why are you letting your kids read Pajiba? If you want it clean...go elsewhere.

Posted by: ws at January 6, 2010 11:06 AM

I was heartily recommended this book and for 95% of it I could not figure out why. But I have to say, I loved the old man's ending. That was a little bit of awesome. The rest of it was cliched but often apparently based on the author's research of circus trains during the Depression. So maybe that made it a little more interesting for me too.

Posted by: Anne (in Reno) at January 6, 2010 11:35 AM

Ok, I really tried. I stared at that picture for a good, solid 2 minutes. Squinted. Turned my head to the side. Tried to use a pick-up line on it. I can't see how it's at all vaginal. I mean...ok, there's a triangular shape involved, and the curtains are somewhat flesh colored, but...seriously? I mean, really? I dont know about your vaginas, but mine don't look like men in red sparkle suits entering a tent.

Posted by: Lindsay at January 6, 2010 11:58 AM

Also, I don't know why I made "vaginas" plural there. I only have one.

Posted by: Lindsay at January 6, 2010 11:59 AM

I don't know why I made "vaginas" plural there.

One vagina. Two vaginae.

Posted by: a disturbingly large amount of poo at January 6, 2010 12:12 PM

Yeah, this book wasn't very good, but for some reason I really liked it. I also think a big part of what made the book work were the chapters narrated by older Jacob -- Gruen wrote an old man really well.

It was also obvious that she did a fuck-ton of research to capture circus life during that time period. I have to appreciate that.

Posted by: vikky at January 6, 2010 12:24 PM

Look, all I'm saying is that I know a thing or two about symbolism and sexual imagery in the American novel so don't you think you can lecture me, missy. That picture is clearly a representation of a vagina, and furthermore of a vagina being entered. Add to that the title, "Water for Elephants", which was obviously chosen to evoke the phallic trunk (elephant = wang, it's basic Freud).

Frankly I find the whole thing obscene. I haven't read this book and I wouldn't want to. A female author should not be debasing herself in such a manner. It's bad enough the they have to endanger their purity sharing a shelf with the James Joyces and Henry Millers out there. To sink to that level is another sign of our civilization in wanton decline.

Let's stick with books on biblical femininity and leave the smut to the Paris Review.

Posted by: Yossarian at January 6, 2010 12:44 PM

I had already read this book by the time my book club picked it to read (my take is similar to others-good enough to invest the time but not great). My mom's in my book club too and all I had to say to her was 'animal torture' and she refused to read it. I couldn't read it a second time too because I did not want to cry over a fictional account of animal abuse again. Same reason I can't watch Dumbo without crying.

Posted by: abijah at January 6, 2010 1:26 PM

Thanks for the review, fff. What most intrigues me about this book is how it's able to be so clichéd and yet still grab the reader. I want to see how that works possible. It sounds like magic.

Black magic?

She's a witch! BURN HER!! She turned me into a newt! But I got better. BURN HER ANYWAY!!

I'd give it a go if Yoss didn't seem to think it would taint my virgin eyes. But I think I know the Yoss well enough to know that he's just playin', boo, and he's not actually offended by the header pic, so maybe I'll give it a read, after all.

And, people, he said it was a metaphor, not an anatomically correct giant-sized model. Even a goody-two-shoes like me got that.

Posted by: Jelinas at January 6, 2010 4:07 PM

I liked it, but found it very unoriginal. A love triangle in which the 'bad guy,' who already has the girl, is a Jewish schizophrenic? I'm guessing Gruen has read Sophie's Choice a few thousand times.

Posted by: Genevieve at January 8, 2010 2:29 AM

I watched the Indy 500, and I was thinking that if they left earlier they wouldn't have to go so fast.

Posted by: find gyms at March 5, 2011 11:57 PM