Book Review: The Girl of the Sea of Cortez

peter benchley the girl of the sea of cortez 1983 cover

Peter Benchley, The Girl of the Sea of Cortez. This is the 1983 Berkley edition. It’s a little ragged, but the pages are clean and readable. I picked it up at a thrift store for 25 cents.

The Girl of the Sea of Cortez. Benchley, Peter. New York, Berkley Books, 1983. 229 pages.

Review by Paul George

Peter Benchley will go down in history as the author of Jaws, an entertaining book adapted into an excellent film. More than forty years later, only two of Benchley’s books remain in print, the aforementioned Jaws and one of his lesser known novels, The Girl of the Sea of Cortez. After three thrillers, Benchley wrote Cortez as something of an counterbalance to Jaws.

Paloma is a 16-year-old girl living with her family on the coast of Baja California. She lives with her mother, Miranda, who wishes her would behave more like a young woman, cooking, cleaning, sewing and hanging wet laundry. However, Paloma is much more like her deceased father, Jobim. Daily she takes her boat to a section of the sea that is full of life. There she dives, explores, and, occasionally, finds a pearl. One day, she spots an injured manta ray and saves its life. In contrast, her brother, Jo, only sees the sea as an opportunity to fish and make money.

Paloma is concerned about over fishing and, due to her father, believes in conservation. But Jo only sees the sea as an object of exploitation. Eventually these two ideologies come into conflict.

If this sounds a bit like John Steinbeck’s The Pearl, it is inspired by the same story Steinbeck heard when he was in Baja California.

After Jaws – both the novel and the film – a media-induced hysteria not only made people unreasonably afraid of sharks but led to the killing of many sharks. Benchley became an advocate of the sharks, educating people about the ancient fish. Cortez seems to be an attempt to show that, while the sea can be dangerous, it is also a place of beauty. Sharks appear in the story at least twice. In both cases, they are presented as a potential danger, but also as creatures that are not that interested in humans.

Through Paloma’s adventures, Benchley clearly shows his love for the sea. It is a breezy read, appropriate for a summer read. There are a number of flashback sequences as Paloma remembers her father and what he taught her about the sea. One sequence, however, seems out of place. It feels like Benchley had an idea for a short story and stuck in in the middle of this novel. That’s a small complaint in an otherwise enjoyable read.

peter benchley the girl of the sea of cortez modern trade paperback

This is the current trade paperback edition of the novel.

This book does not have the adult language and sexuality present in Jaws. I would consider it a very good, almost excellent, selection of young adult readers. My son has trouble picking out books for school assignments because any book that has been adapted into a movie or television show cannot be read for credit (I think this is a stupid rule).

Benchley’s first three novels were adapted into film. Cortez was the first to not be adapted. After moving away from the thriller for this novel, Benchley would go back to the basics with Beast, about a giant Humboldt squid tormenting a fishing town. Beast followed the Jaws formula exactly.

The Girl of the Sea of Cortez is one of Benchley’s best novels. Peter Benchley clearly wanted to move away from the sea-thrillers that he was known for and created a fine novel, possibly his best, that deserves to be reintroduced to readers.

©  Paul George and The Reno Signal, 2016. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Paul George and The Reno Signal with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

 

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Book Review: The Lost Heart of Asia by Colin Thubron

A Reno Signal Book Review: The Lost Heart of Asia by Colin Thubron

lost heart of asiaThe Lost Heart of Asia. Colin Thubron. London: Harper Perennial, 1994. 374 pages, includes one map, an interview with Thubron, an essay by The Times (London) columnist Julia Llewellyn Smith, comments from critics and Thubron’s personal travel reading recommendations.

 

 

 

Colin Thubron. Photo courtesy Random House Publishing

Colin Thubron. Photo courtesy Random House Publishing

About the author: Colin Thubron was born June 14, 1939 and has written nine books about his travels around the world. His first book, Mirror to Damascus, was published in 1967. After fracturing his spine in an automobile accident, he traveled to Russia, which was not a typical travel destination in 1978. After Among The Russians was published, Thubron focused on hard travel books, even learning Chinese and Russian so that he could talk to the people he met. He has received many awards including the Royal Scottish Geographical Society Mungo Park Medal (2000), the Royal Society for Asian Affairs Lawrence of Arabia Medal (2001) and The Times named him one of the 50 greatest postwar British writers.  His latest book, To a Mountain in Tibet, was published in 2011. He is president of the Royal Society of Literature.

 

 

Colin Thubron’s The Lost Heart of Asia takes the author through the five central Asian republics, Uzbekistan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Kazakhstan and Kirghizstan, just months after the end of the Soviet Union. He discovers group of nations that the soviets tried to purge of any culture or identity. Suddenly, these states were cut off from government, military and infrastructure. Thubron visits these nations during this turbulent period, giving readers his experiences with the people of each nation and explaining history and folklore that makes these places special.

Thubron is not a traveler that takes the easy route. He travels by train — fourth class, by foot, by bus and by taking rides with villagers in cars that barely stay in one piece.  The hotels he lodges in are creaky and, at times, unsanitary.  He tries to remain as non-judgmental as he can, being polite to even to a man trying to swindle money out of him.

Thubron writes with the skill of an educated English gentleman. His prose is formal, but vivid in detail. He requires his readers to come along with him and see the scenery, meet the people, taste the food and invest some time to reflect on the lives of these people.

Two elements of the book stood out while I was reading it. Thubron spends a lot of time with the people of these areas and presents a group of nations that hold very little hope for the future. During his visit, about four months,  he witnessed people suffering from the hyperinflation of a post-communist economy and groups of Russians, hated by the locals, who had no where to go. The Soviet Union assigned their grandparents to work in these states, and the motherland has now abandoned the grandchildren.

“The depth of this people’s change was impossible to know,” writes Thubron about the people he saw in Turkmenistan. “They trudge the pavements like farmers. It was as if the city itself belonged to nobody. With its grid-iron streets and screening tress … it was the perfect laboratory for the Communist experiment.”

While riding a train to Bukhara, a schoolgirl approached Thubron and he chatted with her. While he doesn’t give her age, she is still in school. Thubron innocently asked her what she plans to do when she finishes school. The girl said she will “be a young woman, then a mother, then an old woman … then a corpse.” Many people repeat this tone of finality throughout Thubron’s journey.

The second aspect of his book that stands out is his boyish sense of adventure. Thubron did his homework and knows about historically important places along his trip. After all, Alexander the Great and Ghengis Khan came through parts of these nations. He takes adventures to ruins, looking for proof of these nations’ past glories. About half way through the book, he decides to travel the mountain around Shakhrisabz, Uzbekistan, searching for the castle of the “Veiled Prophet of Khorasan.” He approaches his trip with a childlike sense of excitement. These little explorations seem to confound the locals but provide a little levity to the bleakness of the people’s lives.

Thubron’s gift for explaining scenes and people is constant. He is difficult to quote simply because his writing complex. On his adventure to the ruins of Merv in Turkmenistan, he describes the place:

I came upon the graves of half-remembered holy men. Cemeteries covered the dunes all around in a chaotic counterpane of humped earth spiked with poles and rotting flags. The whine of flies and the slap of stiffened cloth in the wind seemed to accentuate the silence. Far from any town, people had returned here in the thousands to be buried, drawn by some atavistic memory.”

 While the book is near perfect, I had trouble keeping track of where Thubron was in many sections of the book.  While there is a map showing where these five nations are located, he never refers back to it. At times I had read four or five pages without realizing that he had entered another country.

Other than this small issue, this is an excellent travel book. It is deep and not simply a travelogue. After reading it, I have gained knowledge about a culture that was nearly obliterated by Communism. It is easy, being an American, to feel like I am having a tough time. Sometimes money is tight, but even when I am at my worst financially, I’ve never had to pluck the eyes out of a sheep’s head so that I could have a meal. Thubron’s trip helped me appreciate how much easier our lives are in the western world and how much harder people in other nations have to work for so much less reward.

©  Paul Anthony George and The Reno Signal, 2014. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Paul Anthony George and The Reno Signal with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.