Blurb from Goodreads
For Penelope, Odysseus’s wife, running a kingdom while her husband is away fighting in the Trojan War is no simple matter. Already distressed that he had been lured away because of the shocking behaviour of her beautiful cousin Helen, Penelope must also raise her wayward son, face scandalous rumours, and keep more than one hundred lustful, greedy, and bloodthirsty suitors at bay.
Margaret Atwood gives voice to Penelope, one of antiquity’s most infamous heroines, so that she can tell her story at last and set the record straight once and for all.
Eh? Is that it????
Did Atwood forget to actually tell a story because it sure as heck seems like that to me.
This felt too preachy to me (a similar feeling I had regarding The Handmaid’s Tale). I swear Atwood does a lot of telling but never actually shows how her characters are feeling. I mean we as readers obvs get outraged because it’s clear to see the second class citizen that is the woman, and then there are the slaves and servant girls who are even more sinned again…
But where was the emotion?
This was just another feminism by numbers retelling of an ancient story that didn’t really add any new depth to the existing material.
And for all the talk about how this was supposed to be a story to expose the wrongness of hanging the twelve maids, I never once felt connected to them because they were nameless automatons sharing this singular voice…
This is poor as Greek mythology retellings go. And further proves to me that Atwood and I do not see eye to eye!
I think Atwood is neither dark nor witty in the two books I’ve read by her. Quite contrary, I would term her writing bland and painfully dry. Her wit isn’t even droll. Even if this is pegged as a psychological drama I do not see why it should be void of emotion.
Without emotion where is the humanity?
There is humanity even in the darkness and that subverted humanity and emotion is what is truly chilling about psychological dramas.
In my opinion she’s the type of writer that writes with an agenda, that of making her reader have to react the way she wants them to react. It’s very cold, clinical and absolutely leaves nothing up to the reader when it comes to interpreting the book for themselves.
I believe that the relationship between the reader and the book is, and should be, a separate relationship between that of reader and writer. Once the writer has released their book into the world there should be many ways for various readers to interpret the work.
But Atwood doesn’t allow for this separation.
She is too controlling and doesn’t truly provide the reader with the freedom to discern the greys within her characters. Everything is far too black and white.
And one can most certainly say that the depth of emotion was not hidden under layers or a restraint of character striving to appear a certain way because there were instances in the book of us clearly being told of Penelope’s very strong black and white feelings regarding other powerful women i.e. Helen and Clytemnestra, but this was told rather than truly shown.
However when it came to the rape and murder of Penelope’s most closest and trusted maids there was a distinct lack of anything. It was apathy at best which to me was illogical regarding that this was a deceased Penelope within the realms of the Underworld relating this story to us.
There may have been need for her in Odysseus’ presence to be restrained during the time of the hanging (as self preservation etc) but there should have been more nuance of emotion coming from her in the present time. One cannot say that the passage of time would have erased those strong emotions because then what would her reasoning for narrating the story to us have been.
I just found that this book doesn’t sit well among the prevalence of modern day Homeric retellings. I have much greater fondness for Miller’s The Song of Achilles, Tóibín’s House of Names, Barker’s The Silence of the Girls among others. These books brought the juxtaposition of old with modern language and delivered something fresh to the stories.
Atwood’s Penelopiad relied too much on reader knowledge of the Homeric epics for her work to truly stand alone.
I really did not enjoy the Penelopiad. I found it to be very poorly constructed with glaring inconsistencies and sadly underdeveloped characters that were merely pastiches rather than living, breathing, feeling, multi-layered human beings.