Through most of Major
Pettigrew’s Last Stand I found myself glibly telling myself that I knew
what that last stand would be. And I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Numerous lines in this novel will make you laugh out loud,
if you enjoy a dry, understated wit. You will also share in the hero’s outrage
at his own rather closed society’s prejudices. We the lucky reader are ultimately
struck, however, with the very sympathetic, if highly unorthodox, leading
couple, and their triumphs and tribulations. This novel features some very
satisfying scenes with this couple, and an extremely unexpected and harrowing
climax.
Author Helen Simonson sets her story in the parochial
society of an English village, in Sussex, and deals extensively with the
tension which flows when such a society’s expectations clash with the needs of
its citizens. This energy propels the action, and propels the eponymous hero to
some surprising conclusions. Ms. Simonson plays with our expectations – toys with
them you could say – and the whole is a gratifying, memorable package.
Chief among these memorable features is the hero himself,
Major Ernest Pettigrew, British Army,
retired. Even though his grown son already
views him as half-enfeebled, the Major proves him wrong time and again, and
frustrates his greedy intentions in the process. A staunch and conservative man
himself, Major Pettigrew finds it more and more difficult to toe the village’s
restrictive line. No, bless him, he proves resourceful enough to follow his
heart when it is captured by the charming and long-suffering Pakistani widow,
Mrs. Ali.
For the funny lines, for the heartwarming bits, for a knowing
treatment of the tragic potential of religious fanaticism and prejudice, take
up Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand. It’s
mature, sympathetic, topical and lovely.
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