Alas, I misjudged a book by its cover. I thought the cover was so
beautiful that surely the book inside would be spectacular. Instead, I
only felt luke-warm to it, and even a little disappointed.
Li-Jing,
after having been in an accident, has aphasia. But his aphasia is
special, it has rendered his speaking of Chinese completely useless, and
instead, only the limited English he learned as a child is his only
means of communication. With a stoic wife and young son, things become
rough on his family as he struggles to communicate. So Dr. Neal is
brought in and he can finally feel at ease with someone he can
communicate with. A specialist in aphasia, she is there to try to help
him regain his lost language.
I couldn't really find any of these
characters compelling. They were all kind of selfish and superficial. I
know the author was probably trying to show the difference is culture,
but surprisingly I found all the characters the same. They put
themselves first. Sure Meiling is taking care of her family in the best
way that she knows how, but she doesn't even try to show some warmth or
understanding of her husband's predicament. Li-Jing, while struggling
with his language issues is certainly somewhat sympathetic in that
regard, but otherwise as a person I found him lazy and insincere. And
Dr. Neal, I don't even know where to start with her. She was the
typical not so great American that seems to screw things up. I'm not
insulted by this portrayal of Americans, even though several others in
the book were not so kindly describe either, but rather saddened that
this is the image of us.
The plot was kind of slow moving. I was
intrigued by the language aspects of the book and the presentation of
the aphasia, but since this book was more about its characters than
that, my curiosity wasn't entirely satisfied. I can't say I enjoyed the
interactions between the characters, they were somewhat painful to
watch unfold. But in a way they were brilliantly written as someone
describing some non-perfect people with drama in their lives. I could
certainly envision this scenario playing out in real life to some
extent. I just couldn't get myself fully immersed in the book though to
really take anything from it.
This book just wasn't for me.
Someone who likes characters (but not necessarily development towards
bettering themselves) might enjoy it a bit better than I did. I won't
avoid Xu's books from this point on, but I won't make a habit of seeking
them out either.
The Lost and Forgotten Languages of Shanghai
Copyright 2010
340 pages
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