
Evie Boyd is
fourteen and desperate to be noticed. It is 1969 and the empty days of summer
stretch before her filled with a Californian heat of longing, desperation and
despair. Then Evie sees The Girls. Hair long and uncombed, dirty dresses
skimming the tops of thighs, cold snatches of laughter amidst the heat. Roos,
Donna, Helen and, most of all Suzanne. Suzanne with her dark hair, her easy
manner and the fire in her eyes. Fascinated, Evie is soon drawn in. Drawn down
the long dirt track to the ranch, deep in the hills and shrouded with rumours
of frenzied gatherings and teen runaways. Drawn to Russell, who sits at the
centre of it all. Drawn down the path from girlhood to womanhood, a path that
leads from fascination to enthrallment.
This is not the
most unique of plots, centring as it does on obsession with a cult-like figure
and the consequences of being drawn in to a series of events that you barely
understand. What Emma Cline does that elevates ‘The Girls’ above the level of
the ordinary however is to perfectly capture the alluring appeal of such a
setup to a bored, desperate teenage girl, unsure of her place in life or her
path to the future. Cline has a gift for observation, especially of young
woman, and she shows the many ways that the vulnerability of this crucial age
can be manipulated; how unseen girls and women can quickly go from being
ignored to being used, and how they might desire to be both.
Resonating with
Evie’s longing and desperation, this is an exhilarating thrill-ride of a novel
filled with sharp observations of teenage life. Rarely has a teenage voice been
captured so completely, with all of its wistfulness, hope and disgust. As a
reader, you cringe with her in her awkwardness and you feel for her desperate
attempts for recognition whilst, at the same time, wanting to shout and drag
her away from the dangerous path she doggedly pursues. As such, she is far from
sympathetic but she is recognisable to anyone who has been or known a teenage
girl.
The same cannot
perhaps be said of the novels other characters – The Girls, Russell, Mitch,
Guy, Evie’s parents, her childhood friend Connie. Whilst Evie is crystal clear,
the rest of the narrative is dream-like and the other characters’ figure as if
in a haze. Whilst this does fit well with the style and overarching narrative
arc, at times it can be frustrating because it clouds Evie’s motivations. Other
than the fact that she is desperate to belong, I failed to see what so
attracted Evie to Suzanne for example because I failed to really see Suzanne as a character in her own
right. The clarity of Evie and her voice is fantastic but it does leave
everyone else viewed as if from a distance.
I should also add
that there are a number of disturbing elements in this book and trigger
warnings for sex (including some scenes that definitely border on rape, or at
least coercion) and drug use. It is, at all times, completely justified by the
needs of the plot and the characters but it doesn’t stop the book being
intensely brutal at times and some scenes are particularly unsettling.
Very minor
niggles aside however, I do think that this is an impressive novel written with
a commanding authorial voice and a confidence that belies the fact this is a
debut. Emma Cline has crafted a novel that completely encapsulates the
dangerous and complicated mix of desire, confidence and despair that can bubble
beneath the surface of teenage life and she has inhabited a voice that will
stay with you long after the final page is turned. Hyped it may be but this is
one debut that can stand up to the scrutiny and deserves to be in many a
suitcase this summer.
The Girls by Emma Cline is published by
Vintage on 16 June 2016 and will be available from all good booksellers. My
thanks go to the publisher for providing an advance review copy in return for
an honest and unbiased review.
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