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Special Topics in Calamity Physics

Special Topics in Calamity Physics
By Marisha Pessl

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  • Amazon Sales Rank: #47643 in Books
  • Published on: 2007-05-31
  • Original language: English
  • Binding: Paperback
  • 528 pages

Editorial Reviews

Review
Beneath the foam of this exuberant debut is a dark, strong drink (The Corrections )

Independent on Sunday
`Undoubtedly one of the most impressive debut novels I have ever
read'

Scotsman
`Triumphant. A supremely inspired, dazzling, wildly dynamic,
whirling, glittering, multifaceted marvel, delivered in an irrepressibly
smart and flamboyant new voice'


Customer Reviews

Strange, flawed, but compelling3
My initial interest in this book was mainly down to the fact that I had read numerous reviews comparing it to Donna Tartt's 'The Secret History', one of my favourite novels of all time. Having finished it, I can now say with confidence that these comparisons are inaccurate and lazy. The only real similarity between the books is that both concern an elite group of young people in an academic setting (in this case, a much-admired clique known as the 'Bluebloods' in an American high school) whose friendships are torn apart by an unexpected death. Otherwise, they are entirely different; 'Special Topics in Calamity Physics' is a very odd book - in fact, it's one of the strangest I have ever read.

At first, I felt sure I was going to dislike the novel. For a start, there's the narrative voice; Blue van Meer is an extremely precocious sixteen-year-old girl who narrates the story using constant references, comparing everything to something else (the book would probably be about a third of its actual length if Blue's incessant metaphors and similies were removed). The style is exhausting, and the continual attempt to cram as many references as possible into each sentence quickly becomes irritating. Blue's narration is smug and self-satisfied, and it's hard to reconcile this with the fact that the character is apparently a 'wallflower' with little confidence and no real friends other than her fiercely academic father. The characterisation is also, if not exactly bad, then strange - it's difficult to believe that the Bluebloods would actually be friends with each other (or that they would command the respect and awe they mysteriously seem to enjoy from their peers), let alone accept Blue into their clique, however reluctantly. They aren't remotely believable; they come across as a crudely drawn gallery of grotesques, none of whom you can envisage as real people. In fact, none of the characters are at all likeable - including Hannah, the supposedly charismatic teacher at the centre of the Bluebloods' friendship - although this is perhaps intentional.

However, despite its imperfections, the book did draw me in. For all that it irritated me, I never once thought about not finishing it, and around halfway through (once all the largely unnecessary exposition was out of the way) I found myself hooked. I was genuinely intrigued by the mystery surrounding Hannah's identity, which deepens in the final third, and I found the eventual denouement thrilling, with the way the tale unravelled coming as a genuine surprise. Incredibly (given the length of the novel), when I reached the final page, I actually found myself wishing there was more.

There are touches of brilliance in this book, but it's deeply flawed. On one hand, it's impressive that Pessl completed such a lengthy, complex debut at a relatively young age (27); on the other, her immaturity as a writer is evident in its faults. Her skill, wit and intelligence shine through sporadically, only to be obscured by unnecessary detail or missed opportunities - we really don't need to know the exact minutiae of every tiny thing that happens to Blue, and yet the chapters explaining her conclusions about Hannah's death and the conspiracy surrounding it could have benefited from more detail. 'Special Topics' left me feeling that Pessl is a hugely talented writer, but one still finding her feet, and yet to produce her magnum opus. It's certainly worth reading (if you're a persistent reader), but expect an impressive yet imperfect piece of work, not an absolute masterpiece.

Dire1
Having felt not qualified to review this book after attempting to read it a year ago (and being unable to finish), I now feel compelled to warn potenital readers of how utterly appalling I found it, having stumbled acorss it on Amazon again and seen so many postitive reviews - were we even reading the same book?

I picked this off the shelf in eager anticipation last year while hunting for some holiday reads. Being a massive Donna Tartt fan, the blurb comparing the two grabbed me hook, line and sinker and the book didn't even get as far as my suitcase - that's how keen I was to start this.

After the first 100 pages I decided that life is far too short. To summarise: there is little or no plot that I could fathom, the characters were all hideous (give me someone to love or hate, but not someone who I couldn't care less about and certainly not 10 of them), the writing was way OTT even for an American teenager (Dawsons Creek eat your heart out).

I read alot of books (probably 5-6 per month, sometimes more) but I can't remember the last time something irritated me as much as this one. The blurb is misleading - in no way is this anywhere near as good as The Secret History. If you haven't already read Donna Tartt's TSH, then I implore you buy that instead. And if you get a taste for murder on an American campus then get Paulina Simon's Red Leaves. Both are a thousand times better.

"Gag's gaga over you...like so GONE, like FIXated."4
When Blue van Meer's father, a peripatetic college professor, agrees to let her spend her entire senior year at the same school, instead of moving each semester while he accepts visiting professorships all over the country, she quickly settles in at Stockton, NC. Enrolling at St. Gallway School, where she is expected to become the valedictorian, Blue finds herself inexplicably becoming part of "the Bluebloods," a group of five other students, all of whom have various family problems. This group moves in the orbit of Hannah Schneider, a charismatic teacher of film, who invites the group to her home each Sunday and serves as a sounding board for whatever problems they want to discuss.

Not really part of the group, Blue tries to fit in, often doing what Jade Vine wants to do, and eventually experimenting with alcohol, drugs, and sneaking into places where none of them have been invited. When a death occurs at a party at Hannah Schneider's house, Blue and the group decide to investigate. Since the story is a flashback from the opening chapter, the reader knows from the outset that Blue will eventually discover Hannah Schneider hanging, an electrical cord around her neck.

Using the name of a famous piece of world literature as the title of each chapter, author Marisha Pessl shows absurd parallels between the action of the novel and that of the famous literature. She packs her long novel with sensational plot elements--murder, lies, secret identities, betrayals, and dramatic parent/child issues--keeping the reader involved, even as her bright and breezy style sometimes alienates. With a penchant for over-writing, Pessl incorporates more unique imagery into one chapter than most writers do in an entire book, often turning nouns into verbs, and vice versa--"hair ivying over the armrest," "lettuce fireworked into the air"--and creating unique similes and metaphors--"the root canal hallway," "sleep as likely as phoenix eggs," and a woman who is "a walking wedge of Camembert."

Pessl is immensely talented, with the ability to handle complex plots, multiple characters, and important themes (who we are, how we become who we are, and how much we can control who we are), but she is like an explosion, her energy going off in all directions, her power not under control. As she satirizes people, their activities, and their self-consciousness, she also involves the reader in their actions, thereby creating confusion about whether the novel is serious or not. This debut novel is astonishing, however, chock full fascinating plot and style elements, and Pessl leaves the reader hoping for her future success--and more effective editing and control. Mary Whipple