Fiction

Strange Mythologies

We all have family mythologies. Those stories told and retold of previous generations: a grandmother who survived perils to immigrate to North America, or the tale of how our parents found each other. These stories colour how we see ourselves and the world around us. They’re often born out of struggle, or loss, and we defend their veracity as we would our very honour, no matter how distorted they may become with the retelling. In the novel Brothers, David Clerson harnesses the power of these stories and amplifies it with the force of fable to create a tale of violence, loss, revenge, and ultimately rebirth.

The two eponymous brothers of the novel are never named. They live – the older brother and the younger brother – on the shores of a salt marsh in the valley of Hinnom, gathering all manner of obscurities brought in by the Great Tide to trade in the local village for honey or smoked herring. They play in a bone yard, forming chimeric creatures from the skeletal remains of animals that died during famine. Their fading mother constantly tells them the stories of their origins. How their father, a beast of a dog, emerged from a sea full of unspeakable monsters. How she had borne them “at an age beyond motherhood” and ritualistically removed the older brother’s arm to form the younger brother, as a way to ensure he would never be left alone with the world’s cruelty.

Brothers
David Clerson
Translated by Katia Grubisic

QC Fiction
$19.95
paper
150pp
9781771860864

These stories cast a spell over every aspect of the brothers’ lives, even invading their dreams, where their father enters their bedroom, black and imposing, “sticky spittle drip[ping] from his murderous maw, the jaws that looked like they could kill.” The reader is left to question the truth behind these tales, yarns seemingly woven from pain, isolation, and their mother’s twisted imagination. But the brothers soon acquire their storied father’s taste for risk and his temptation for forbidden things. Spurred by the younger brother’s embellishments to the family canon, they seek to make a sea journey to the fearful far-away in search of him. What ensues is a quest that can only be described as a catastrophe, a tale suffused with mythical symbolism, both classical and literary: a puppet pulled from the ocean depths, cruel pig-children, human-to-dog transmogrification, star-crossed love, patricide, a raven saviour eaten out of desperation.

The novel wears multiple skins, each of the four sections an evolutionary stage towards the breaking of the mother’s spell. Katia Grubisic’s translation of the text offers flowing, unadorned prose that sings with the depth and simplicity of the story. And though we know we’re under the same spell as the brothers, Clerson’s narrative charms lead us wilfully to unknown and unthinkable places. Pushed beyond the brink beneath the weight of hunger, exhaustion, guilt, and exposure to the elements, new lucidities are wrought through layers of hallucinatory revelation. At times, the human degradation is so extreme the reader wishes the fabulist elements to be true because the alternative is too horrific to imagine.

Brothers shows us the power of personal and collective mythologies to shape our destinies, if only as a result of the actions they can manifest. Unfortunately, reality often has crueller things in mind for us when we fail to engage with it on its own terms. By following the fate of Clerson’s brothers, we are witness to the horrific and fantastical extremes of this phenomenon. In the end, the reader is left with a single feather of hope, and the knowledge that beautiful monsters lurk at the fringes of CanLit. mRb

Dean Garlick is a fiction writer living in Montreal. His novella Chloes launched in the spring of 2014 and a French translation of his first novel, The Fish, was published by Les Allusifs in the fall of 2015.

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