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Ladataan... My lovely FrankieTekijä: Judith Clarke
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Frankie believed in Heaven quite literally, as if it was another lovely world out past the stars. And when he spoke the word ''''love'''', it seemed to spring free and fly into the air like a beautiful balloon you wanted to run after. But I couldn't tell my parents about Frankie, not properly. I told them I'd made friends with the boy in the room next to mine, and how he'd come from this little town out west. I couldn't tell them how he was becoming the best thing in my world. I couldn't tell anyone, I hardly admitted it to myself. In the 1950s, 'entering' the seminary was for ever, and young boys were gathered into the priesthood before they were old enough to know what they would lose. Tom went to St Finbar's because he was looking for something more than the ordinary happiness of his home and school. But then he discovered that being able to love another person was the most important thing of all. For Tom, loving Frankie made him part of the world. Even when Frankie was gone... Kirjastojen kuvailuja ei löytynyt. |
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Google Books — Ladataan... LajityypitMelvil Decimal System (DDC)823.914Literature English English fiction Modern Period 1901-1999 1945-1999Arvio (tähdet)Keskiarvo:
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At St. Finbar’s, Frankie attracts more than Tom’s attention. He catches the eye of Etta, a bizarre-looking, clever, underage and undersized prefect who loves taking notes on others’ infractions, no matter how minor, and reporting these to the rector, a foul-tempered man. Etta’s real name is Brian Cooley, but no one has called him that for years. The spelling is really Etah—i.e., “hate” backwards—according to another student. Etta has no friends, is fiercely ambitious, and determined to rise in the Church. No one has much doubt he will become a bishop, archbishop, or more. Frankie seems an easy target for Etta, as he regularly breaks rules, mostly because of an overflowing kindness of heart and an irrepressible joie de vivre. He gives food to the underfed younger boys and comforts them when they have nightmares or cry for their families at night. Frankie’s also got his eye on a beautiful, dark-haired girl who attends St. Bridget’s School, which is just a little ways away from St. Finbar’s. He regularly goes to a far wall on the seminary grounds so he can watch her at recreation. There are rumours he even meets with her.
For a time, the tension in this story, such as it is, lies in the possibility that Etta will get Frankie expelled. However, it rises to something more than that: Tom realizes that Etta, too, is in love with Frankie. After Frankie calls out the rector on his humiliation of a stammering young student at dinner one evening, it looks like the jig is up for him and that he’ll be gone by noon the next day. Frankie is indeed gone the next day. Most think he’s run away, but Tom knows about his friend's commitment, his “promise” to both his earthly and heavenly fathers that he will stay at the seminar no matter what.
Although Clarke’s novel offers an interesting enough, even damning, look into the mid-twentieth-century training, “formation”, of Catholic priests, the story is wanting. A nearly seventy-year-old man’s mooning over a beautiful, idealized first love, his moving in retirement to the town that boy grew up in, and his searching for him throughout his adult life strain credibility to the breaking point. By the end of the book, the refrain “Frankie’s lovely, lovely world” had also frayed my patience. Need I add: I do not recommend this novel? ( )