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White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Hannah knows the cage, intimately. It lurks in the corner of her eye. Soon, it will be occupied. Then what? What if he speaks to her? What if he escapes? What if he hurts her? What if she hurts him?
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As always in Dostoyevsky, the character work is sublime. One is never left wondering what a character is thinking or feeling because Dostoyevsky lays bare their innermost dispositions and temperaments with remarkable clarity.
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The first story, ‘A Nasty Business’ follows Ivan Ilyich Pravinsky, a young man recently appointed as a general. With his newfound status, Ivan fancies himself a progressive, priding himself on his humane values—especially in contrast to his colleagues, whom he dismisses as "retrogrades”.
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One evening, he literally (and drunkenly) stumbles upon a subordinate’s wedding, and decides to enter, boasting his indifference towards class divisions. What unfolds is a hilariously cringe-worthy series of events in which Ivan Ilyich’s supposed humility completely unravels. His drunken antics quickly make him the unwelcome centre of attention. He ruins the wedding, ends up sleeping in the bridal bed, and vomits throughout the night—his noble intentions amounting to nothing but chaos and embarrassment. The brilliance of this story lies in Dostoyevsky's ability to craft situations that leave the reader wincing at Ivan Ilyich’s utter lack of self-awareness. Despite his self-image as a man of the people, his behaviour disrupts the natural social order, revealing the farcical limits of his ‘progressive’ ideals.
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‘The Meek One’, the second story, is longer and written in a more fragmented prose, mirroring the scattered mental state of its narrator, a middle-aged pawnbroker. He opens the story in a state of shock, having just discovered that his young wife has committed suicide minutes before he arrived home. He recounts the events of their troubled relationship, marked by his misguided attempt to ‘save’ her from her dismal family situation by proposing to her.
  
I have agonised about how to go about this review, I don't want to give too much away as it appears that the publishers have gone to the effort of maintaining an air of mystery. But a review needs a discussion. So if you want to enter into reading The Captive without any spoilers, stop reading...now.
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This so-called noble intention, however, only serves to underscore his own emotional ineptitude. In his efforts to make her understand what kind of man he is, he chooses to remain silent in her company, a silence she mirrors, and which breeds mistrust and ill-feeling between them.The Russian skaz narrative style, which mimics the spoken word, works beautifully here to portray the narrator as a bumbling fool, as if he were a schoolchild recounting an incident to an exasperated teacher.
  
If you are still here, let me assure you that finding out about the plot will in no way dampen your enthusiasm for this new novel from Deborah O'Connor. It is an innovative, tense and thoughtful addition to the oversaturated crowd of run of the mill thrillers.
 
  
Hannah is left reeling after the apparently senseless murder of her husband John, a decorated police officer and is now forced by law to share her home with his killer. This new money saving 'innovation' from the Government veiled as a chance for restorative justice, it is a cruel and unusual punishment for those who choose to press charges. This leads to a London on the brink of collapse as crime runs riot without consequence. Add in the increasingly sinister effects of global warming and you have a sizzling backdrop to an increasingly unusual situation.  
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This story of a neglected wife and her clueless husband dispels into a very nihilistic worldview held by our narrator, who has displayed nothing but cowardice and insecurity throughout the tale. To put it lightly, the ending is anything but satisfactory.
  
As Hannah looks deeper into her husband's death she suspects that Jem, housed in a cage in her kitchen, may not be as guilty as he seems. But someone seems determined to stop her digging and, as she finds out more about John's double life, she discovers that she may not wish to know the truth. But as her relationship with Jem grows, a race against time begins to uncover the secrets and lies that led to John's death and prove Jem's innocence.
 
  
The real strength of The Captive is how it paints a picture of a future that doesn't feel very distant. We know that prisons are overcrowded and we are at the mercy of an indifferent government, an indifferent world that stands by as the environment suffers. This gives The Captive a sense of urgency and realism. The actions of Hannah and Jem are also rooted in reality and they are both intensely relatable characters.  
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The titular story, ‘White Nights’, is my favourite. The unnamed narrator, a dreamy and lonely young man, stumbles upon Nastenka one wintry night. She appears vulnerable, crying in the street, and he feels compelled to speak to her. Even the fact that he learns her name, while she never asks for his, speaks volumes about the dynamics between them. He is helplessly drawn to her; she simply hosts his kindness.  
  
What sets this novel apart from the myriad of other thrillers that line the shelves is O'Connor's writing. It is beautifully lyrical and evocative, drawing the reader into Hannah's world.  The result is a vivid and engrossing page turner that wriggles its way into the mind. Is it ever possible to truly know another person? And given that chance, would you want to know that your life had been a lie? These questions cut into the heart of our collective fears. When this is coupled with the very real threat of environmental disaster and also the creeping fear of the irresponsible nature of elected officials, it creates a claustrophobic, tension filled read.
 
  
For those interested in reading more about the secrets housed inside a marriage you can't get better than the absolutely incredible [[Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn]].
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The two decide to get to know one another over the course of several nights, sharing the stories of their lives. Our narrator speaks first, lamenting the isolation that has defined his existence: "And in vain does the dreamer rake through his old dreams, as if they were ashes, searching in these ashes for at least some little spark, in order to fan it into flames…” His poetic outpourings could easily come off as self-pitying, but Dostoyevsky’s beautiful imagery and turns of phrase make them captivating. The narrator is a typical eccentric, romantic type—driven by a "morbidly excited imagination." His aloof sincerity charms Nastenka, who seems, at best, entertained by his flights of fancy.
  
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Nastenka, however, is just as lonely as our narrator. She reveals that for the past year she has been bound to her blind grandmother’s clothes as punishment for mischief. She had little social life, except for a young lodger with whom she developed a slow-burning romance. The day she meets our hero is the day she has been waiting for—the day of her lover’s return from Moscow. Our narrator, besotted with Nastenka, agrees to help her reunite with her lost love, despite his growing feelings for her.
  
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Over the course of four nights, their friendship deepens, blossoming into love. There’s a beautiful symmetry in Dostoyevsky’s portrayal of Nastenka’s world: her blind grandmother, deaf maid, and mute, lame previous lodger—all incapable of fully engaging with life. In contrast, our hero, so acutely attuned to the world through his sensitivity and emotion, seems like an irresistible force of change in her life.
  
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Eventually, our hero can bear it no longer: he confesses his love and after some consideration, Nastenka reciprocates, both lonely souls now bound to each other. Their brief moment of mutual affection is portrayed as a delicate dance, their emotions rippling between them through subtle gestures—a squeeze of the hand, a tear welling up, a sharp intake of breath. But this dance is interrupted by the return of Nastenka’s former lover. She ultimately chooses the life she had dreamed of before meeting our hero, leaving him to retreat once again into his solitary existence.
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Nastenka remains an ambiguous figure. Is she a selfish soul, carelessly toying with our narrator's feelings? Or is she, like him, simply lonely and desperate, swept up by the kindness of a stranger? Her letter to the narrator after she becomes engaged, inviting him to her wedding, is thoughtless and almost cruel. It’s hard not to side with our hapless hero as he is left with nothing but his shattered dreams.
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White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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Category: Anthologies, Literary Fiction
Rating: 5/5
Reviewer: Heather Magee
Reviewed by Heather Magee
Summary: This collection of three short stories by Dostoyevsky was a delight. The psychological depth of the characters, the ‘skaz’ narrative style and the wonderful moments of humour all make this collection an immensely entertaining read.
Buy? Yes Borrow? Yes
Pages: 240 Date: February 2023
Publisher: Penguin Classics
External links: Author's website
ISBN: 978-0241619780

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As always in Dostoyevsky, the character work is sublime. One is never left wondering what a character is thinking or feeling because Dostoyevsky lays bare their innermost dispositions and temperaments with remarkable clarity.

The first story, ‘A Nasty Business’ follows Ivan Ilyich Pravinsky, a young man recently appointed as a general. With his newfound status, Ivan fancies himself a progressive, priding himself on his humane values—especially in contrast to his colleagues, whom he dismisses as "retrogrades”.

One evening, he literally (and drunkenly) stumbles upon a subordinate’s wedding, and decides to enter, boasting his indifference towards class divisions. What unfolds is a hilariously cringe-worthy series of events in which Ivan Ilyich’s supposed humility completely unravels. His drunken antics quickly make him the unwelcome centre of attention. He ruins the wedding, ends up sleeping in the bridal bed, and vomits throughout the night—his noble intentions amounting to nothing but chaos and embarrassment. The brilliance of this story lies in Dostoyevsky's ability to craft situations that leave the reader wincing at Ivan Ilyich’s utter lack of self-awareness. Despite his self-image as a man of the people, his behaviour disrupts the natural social order, revealing the farcical limits of his ‘progressive’ ideals.

‘The Meek One’, the second story, is longer and written in a more fragmented prose, mirroring the scattered mental state of its narrator, a middle-aged pawnbroker. He opens the story in a state of shock, having just discovered that his young wife has committed suicide minutes before he arrived home. He recounts the events of their troubled relationship, marked by his misguided attempt to ‘save’ her from her dismal family situation by proposing to her.

This so-called noble intention, however, only serves to underscore his own emotional ineptitude. In his efforts to make her understand what kind of man he is, he chooses to remain silent in her company, a silence she mirrors, and which breeds mistrust and ill-feeling between them.The Russian skaz narrative style, which mimics the spoken word, works beautifully here to portray the narrator as a bumbling fool, as if he were a schoolchild recounting an incident to an exasperated teacher.


This story of a neglected wife and her clueless husband dispels into a very nihilistic worldview held by our narrator, who has displayed nothing but cowardice and insecurity throughout the tale. To put it lightly, the ending is anything but satisfactory.


The titular story, ‘White Nights’, is my favourite. The unnamed narrator, a dreamy and lonely young man, stumbles upon Nastenka one wintry night. She appears vulnerable, crying in the street, and he feels compelled to speak to her. Even the fact that he learns her name, while she never asks for his, speaks volumes about the dynamics between them. He is helplessly drawn to her; she simply hosts his kindness.


The two decide to get to know one another over the course of several nights, sharing the stories of their lives. Our narrator speaks first, lamenting the isolation that has defined his existence: "And in vain does the dreamer rake through his old dreams, as if they were ashes, searching in these ashes for at least some little spark, in order to fan it into flames…” His poetic outpourings could easily come off as self-pitying, but Dostoyevsky’s beautiful imagery and turns of phrase make them captivating. The narrator is a typical eccentric, romantic type—driven by a "morbidly excited imagination." His aloof sincerity charms Nastenka, who seems, at best, entertained by his flights of fancy.


Nastenka, however, is just as lonely as our narrator. She reveals that for the past year she has been bound to her blind grandmother’s clothes as punishment for mischief. She had little social life, except for a young lodger with whom she developed a slow-burning romance. The day she meets our hero is the day she has been waiting for—the day of her lover’s return from Moscow. Our narrator, besotted with Nastenka, agrees to help her reunite with her lost love, despite his growing feelings for her.


Over the course of four nights, their friendship deepens, blossoming into love. There’s a beautiful symmetry in Dostoyevsky’s portrayal of Nastenka’s world: her blind grandmother, deaf maid, and mute, lame previous lodger—all incapable of fully engaging with life. In contrast, our hero, so acutely attuned to the world through his sensitivity and emotion, seems like an irresistible force of change in her life.


Eventually, our hero can bear it no longer: he confesses his love and after some consideration, Nastenka reciprocates, both lonely souls now bound to each other. Their brief moment of mutual affection is portrayed as a delicate dance, their emotions rippling between them through subtle gestures—a squeeze of the hand, a tear welling up, a sharp intake of breath. But this dance is interrupted by the return of Nastenka’s former lover. She ultimately chooses the life she had dreamed of before meeting our hero, leaving him to retreat once again into his solitary existence.


Nastenka remains an ambiguous figure. Is she a selfish soul, carelessly toying with our narrator's feelings? Or is she, like him, simply lonely and desperate, swept up by the kindness of a stranger? Her letter to the narrator after she becomes engaged, inviting him to her wedding, is thoughtless and almost cruel. It’s hard not to side with our hapless hero as he is left with nothing but his shattered dreams.

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