Friday, April 28, 2023

FFB: THE PLOUGHMEN, Kim Zupan


Kim Zupan, The Ploughmen (from the archives, reviewed by Ron Scheer) 

One reader has compared this novel to No Country For Old Men because of a murderous central character, John Cload, who brings to mind yet another dark work of fiction The Silence of the Lambs. Cload is more than a little like Hannibal Lecter, as he befriends a deputy sheriff who keeps him company from outside his jail cell through long, sleepless nights and escorts him to and from the county courthouse where he is under trial.

The deputy, Valentine Millimaki, has been encouraged by the sheriff to learn what he can about Cload that might help in the trial. But besides a single killing, for which there was a witness, the deputy remains unaware that Cload has bodies buried all over the rough Montana country along the northern shores of the upper Missouri River.

Not more than marginally interested in Cload anyway, Millimaki has troubles of his own. Cload correctly senses that they are woman troubles. As a schoolboy, Millimaki once discovered the body of his mother, who had hanged herself in a barn on the family farm. Now, his young wife has left him, weary and depressed by life in a backwater Montana town.
 
Missouri River, below Great Falls, Montana
Missoula writer Kim Zupan has a wonderful gift for lucid and sharply polished prose. As much of the novel takes place at night or in the waning days of autumn, there is an awareness of light and shadow through many of the scenes. You know as Millimaki walks the corridors of the jail or sits outside Cload’s cell exactly how the fluorescent lighting affects what can be seen.

His characters are strongly drawn and come alive in realistic dialogue. Most absorbing for the reader is the strange and fragile bond that develops between the two men. One has the calm clarity of a man who knows he is about to be convicted of murder. The other surrenders to a pervasive gloom as he is overtaken by loneliness, and his life slowly derails. Each needs the other, but for very different reasons, which do not become evident until the final chapters.

The Ploughmen is currently available in paper and ebook formats at amazon and Barnes&Noble.
 

 

4 comments:

Margot Kinberg said...

Thanks for these Archives posts, Patti. They remind me of great reviewers and of books I really should follow up with...

pattinase (abbott) said...

Thanks. Margot. Ron was such a great contributor.

Todd Mason said...

Rather like Bill Crider, a sweet-natured, intelligent, perceptive man.

And I note he dispenses with the McCarthy comparison almost as soon as he makes it. Only sensible, given a CMc quotation today's issue of ANSIBLE reminds us of:
"Sometimes A Dawn Is Just A Dawn dept. ‘They rode on and the sun in the east flushed pale streaks of light and then a deeper run of color like blood seeping up in sudden reaches flaring planewise and where the earth drained up into the sky at the edge of creation the top of the sun rose out of nothing like the head of a great red phallus until it cleared the unseen rim and sat squat and pulsing and malevolent behind them.’ (Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, 1985)

pattinase (abbott) said...

Thanks, Todd. I miss all of them every Friday.