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Die junge Kelly Kelleher trifft auf einer Party einen einflußreichen, charismatischen Politiker, ßder Senatorß. Abends brechen beide gemeinsam auf, um die Nacht miteinander zu verbringen. Der Senator ist angetrunken. Er verliert die Kontrolle über seinen Wagen, das Fahrzeug stürzt in sumpfiges Gewässer. Nur der Mann kann sich retten. Die Parallelen zu Edward Kennedys UnfalDie junge Kelly Kelleher trifft auf einer Party einen einflußreichen, charismatischen Politiker, ßder Senatorß. Abends brechen beide gemeinsam auf, um die Nacht miteinander zu verbringen. Der Senator ist angetrunken. Er verliert die Kontrolle über seinen Wagen, das Fahrzeug stürzt in sumpfiges Gewässer. Nur der Mann kann sich retten. Die Parallelen zu Edward Kennedys Unfall in Chappaquiddick, 1969, sind unübersehbar. Joyce Carol Oates richtet aber ihr Hauptinteresse nicht auf den berühmten Politiker, sondern auf das Opfer, das damals in der Öffentlichkeit wenig Beachtung fand....

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Schwarzes Wasser Reviews

  • Diane S ☔
    2019-03-03 02:04

    I only set myself a few reading goals this year and one is to read the books I actually own. This is the second of those. I've read this author off and on, she is so prolific I will probably never read all of her works. This was a quick read, a thinly veiled take on the Kennedy, Kopeckni tragedy. It was just okay for me, a stream of consciousness style with much repetition. Still I love how this writer always tackles new things, her books are never the same, at least those I have read.

  • Fabian
    2019-03-06 22:49

    Impressive, poignant. At the top of her game, THIS IS J.C.O.!The entire novel is about one single awful AWFUL moment, where everything that splinters from it & before it takes place. It's as short as her "Blonde" is long: both hit you viscerally hard. Crystallizing that moment impeccably.

  • Madeline
    2019-03-01 00:46

    The firs time I heard about the so-called Chappaquiddick incident was in college. It was right after Ted Kennedy died, and we were talking about it in one of my classes, and we got around to the various Kennedy scandals, and then my professor remarked, "you know, everyone on the news keeps talking about all the good things that Ted Kennedy did during his life - no one's mentioned how he was responsible for a woman's death."Here are the facts: on the night of July 18th 1969, Ted Kennedy left a party held on Chappaquiddick, an island near Martha's Vineyard. In the car with him was Mary Jo Kopechne, a young woman who had worked on Robert Kennedy's campaign. On their way to the ferry, Ted Kennedy accidentally drove the car off the road and into Poucha Pond. The car landed upside down underwater, and although Kennedy was able to escape the car, Kopechne was not. Kennedy claimed he tried to swim to the car several times to help her, but was unable to reach her. After that, he walked away from the accident site, and the car was discovered the next morning by fishermen who then called the police.Here are the creepy facts and suspicious circumstances: After trying unsuccessfully to reach the car, Ted Kennedy went back to the party, got several of his friends, and they returned to the site and tried to reach the car. When this didn't work, Kennedy took the ferry to his hotel and went to sleep. At no point during these events did he ever contact the police to tell them what had happened. When Kopechne's body was finally retrieved from the car, she was found in the backseat, hanging onto the seat with her face tilted upwards - suggesting that there was a pocket of air inside the car after the crash. According to John Farrar, the diver who retrieved her body: "It looked as if she were holding herself up to get a last breath of air. It was a consciously assumed position. ... She didn't drown. She died of suffocation in her own air void. It took her at least three or four hours to die."I had no idea that this happened, much less that this woman was trapped in a car underwater for at least two hours.. "Nightmare" doesn't begin to describe it. You can see how it would make a good subject for a novella: what was going through this woman's head as she was trapped in the car, dying slowly, hoping to be rescued? And what better person to tackle this sensitive and terrifying subject than Joyce "Men Are Bad and Will Hurt You" Carol Oates?If you've read Blonde, you have a good idea of how this story is going to go. Oates goes for the obvious and most sinister explanations possible: of course her Kopechne stand-in, Kelly, is a wide-eye and naive idealist with a hefty dose of daddy issues and little romantic experience. Of course her sex life gets described like this:"She'd cried out, short high-pitched gasping cries, she'd sobbed, she'd heard her voice distant, wild, pleading reverberating out of the corners of the darkened room, Oh I love you, I love you, I love love love you, their bodies slapping and sucking hot-clammy with sweat, hair plastered to their heads with sweat, you know you're somebody's little girl don't you? don't you?"and this:"...since girlhood, kissing and being kissed, Kelly Kelleher had always felt, not her own, but the other's, the male's, desire. Quick and galvanizing as an electric shock.Feeling too, once she caught her breath, that familiar wave of anxiety, guilt - I've made you want me, now I can't refuse you."Joyce Carol Oates, you are exhausting.And of course Ted Kennedy (aka "the Senator") is an aging, predatory creep who takes full advantage of Kelly's daddy issues. Of course he's not only drunk when he drives Kelly to the ferry, but is actually drinking a cocktail as he crashed the car. And of course he not only leaves Kelly behind in the car, but actually kicks her away in his haste to escape.Oates has this gift for inspiring outrage on behalf of the supposed villain of her historical retellings. In my review of Blonde I was furious at her one-sided portrayal of Tony Curtis, who was by all accounts a total douchebag, but something about Oates's version of him seemed so deliberately evil, so patently unfair. Black Water was like that. Could we have a little ambiguity, please? Some sliver of goodness in the Senator, something about Kelly to suggest that she's more than just some wide-eyed innocent trapped in the older man's web? No, we can't - the Senator is a bad, bad man and Kelly was a good, good girl and that is that, thank you. In fact, as I read, I started to be more interested in the Senator's side of the story. There are so many more questions there: when he tried to swim down to the car, did he think Kelly was alive? How, when he was walking back to the party, did he not see any lights from nearby houses and try to call for help there? Why did he call his friend first and not the police? Why didn't he call the police at all? What was going through his mind after he had escaped the car?I wanted to read that story, I realized. Kelly's story was terrifying and sad, of course, but the Senator's was where the real mystery was. All Kelly did was drown (WELL that's the most horrible sentence I've ever typed in my life). Alternating viewpoints - going back and forth between Kelly and the Senator before, during, and after the accident - would have been much more interesting, and would have meant a fuller experience (and a longer book)Ultimately, this story succeeded because it made me really want to read more about the actual Chappaquiddick incident, but not because I appreciated Oates's take on the event. By now, I've learned that when it comes to retelling historical events, she can be extremely one-sided and sensationalist.

  • Frona
    2019-02-23 05:46

    Cautious interwinement of different time modes and perspectives held a lot of promise. Parts of the plot were carefully strung into a captivating, fight-for-breath whole. Along with the lack of misplaced words and clutter, it was what made the flow neat and tidy, but also what opened the possibility of its pitfall. By definition, stringing pieces in a sequence involves staying within the narrow line and connecting similar components. The same happened to the story - the auspicious start did not progress and evolve, but only invoked a complementary platitude.The purpose of books based on true stories, is to give us a possible narrative behind the bare facts. Instead of plausible interpretation and deeper understanding this one delivers only more cliches and pompousness. It felt as if the author had mistaken an image of an all American gal, with unresolved daddy issues and girl-power ambitions, for a person. The protagonist and her relations had no uniqueness that would make them convincing, but remained the manufactured products waving from the billboard, that one sometimes wants to get to know, but never can. Yellow pages of an artsy journal would have as much effect. Life can be but a series of coincidences and its end a peak of absurdity, but at least it has some moments of significance, which is a fact this book desperately tries to avoid.

  • Romie
    2019-03-11 21:51

    Although the Chappaquiddick incident was before my time, Kennedy hagiography wasn't. Still isn't. That myth of Camelot stuff. I hate it. If I'd moved up to Massachusetts any earlier than I did, Ted Kennedy would have been my senator. Although I am a Democrat and agreed with a lot of the work he did, I don't know that I could have voted for him. I reflexively vote against all Kennedys, always. Because of stuff like Chappaquiddick and its aftermath.It's a case where there was probably never going to be justice and where I don't know what justice might have looked like. The closest we're probably going to get is this book, which is fiction, and which echoes the central events. But only echoes - it's set in a different time, with different people.I have mixed feelings about Joyce Carol Oates. I like the stories she chooses to tell, and I like her dreamlike attacks on and explorations of the ways we socialize or suppress female sexuality. At the same time, I find her prose prosaic (more so when she's trying for poetry) and think that her universal archetypes (if we can call them that) flatten and limit my experience of my own humanity. That's not me in there.Do I like the recasting of the Chappaquiddick story as an allegory for the power imbalances between older men in power and younger women out of power, the ways in which the women are doomed sacrifices? Do I feel more powerless after reading the book, as though Oates is complicit in taking away the agency of a woman who in real life was clearly motivated? I don't know. I do think the book is worth reading and talking about.One thing I can say is it made me more aware of the way we tell crime stories and scandal stories through the eyes of the aggressor. Yes, the victim isn't there to tell their side, but the perp usually isn't telling either. I've thought before about whether we're re-victimizing the victims by treating them as objects (sometimes of veneration, sometimes not) to protect ourselves from existential angst (who wants to self-identify as dead?) but this book brought home the emotional truth of it - along with the possibility that as they're fighting for life, some of them are already starting to absorb a sense of themselves as inherently passive (yet still culpable).

  • George K.
    2019-03-16 05:07

    Βαθμολογία: 5/10Το "Μαύρα νερά" ήταν ένα βιβλιαράκι που έψαχνα για αρκετό καιρό, μέχρι που το πέτυχα πριν κάτι μέρες σ'ένα παλαιοβιβλιοπωλείο και το παρήγγειλα. Χθες έφτασε στο σπίτι μου και σήμερα το διάβασα. Απογοήτευση! Αν και μικρό σε μέγεθος, με κούρασε αφάνταστα, γιατί δεν κατάφερε σε κανένα σημείο να με συγκινήσει, να με ταρακουνήσει, να με κάνει να ενδιαφερθώ έστω και στο ελάχιστο. Η όλη ιστορία είναι ένα ξαναστήσιμο ενός αληθινού περιστατικού, αυτού του ποταμού Chappaquiddick της Μασαχουσέτης, που συντάραξε τις Ηνωμένες Πολιτείες το 1969. Ο νεαρός γερουσιαστής Έντουαρντ Κένεντι οδηγούσε ένα αυτοκίνητο, το οποίο παρέκκλινε της πορείας του και έπεσε στο ποτάμι, οδηγώντας στο θάνατο τη συνοδηγό του, μια νεαρή γραμματέα.Στην ιστορία του βιβλίου, η μεν πρωταγωνίστρια διαφέρει σε αρκετά από την αληθινή κοπέλα που πνίγηκε, ο μεν Γερουσιαστής είναι μεσήλικας και μπορεί να πει κανείς ότι παρουσιάζεται σαν εκμεταλλευτής εύπιστων κορασίδων. Ή κάτι τέτοιο. Παρακολουθούμε τις σκέψεις και τις εικόνες που έρχονται στο μυαλό της κοπέλας κατά τη διάρκεια του πνιγμού της, το πως γνωρίστηκε με τον Γερουσιαστή, το ποιες ήταν οι απόψεις της, και πάει λέγοντας. Θα μπορούσα να πω πολλά για το πως παρουσιάζονται οι δυο χαρακτήρες, για τα θέματα που επιφανειακά θίγει η Όουτς -θέματα που άπτονται της πολιτικής, της εξουσίας και του έρωτα-, για τον όλο παραληρηματικό, "ονειρικό" και, εντέλει, κουραστικό τρόπο παρουσίασης και γραφής, όμως δεν είναι απαραίτητο. Εντάξει, μπορεί να πει κανείς ότι το συγκεκριμένο στιλ και ύφος γραφής είναι ιδιαίτερο, αλλά προσωπικά με άφησε αδιάφορο.Είναι το τρίτο βιβλίο της Όουτς που διαβάζω, μιας και το 2013 είχα διαβάσει δυο βιβλία της: Το "Ζόμπι" (ιδιαίτερο αλλά καλό) και το "Ακριβοί άνθρωποι" (κάπως μέτριο), και ειλικρινά δεν ξέρω αν τελικά είναι του γούστου μου ο τρόπος γραφής και σκέψης της συγκεκριμένης συγγραφέως. Στη βιβλιοθήκη μου έχω και το "Ο άγγελος της οργής", το οποίο σίγουρα θα διαβάσω κάποια στιγμή, αλλά είναι αβέβαιο αν θα υπάρξει περαιτέρω... διερεύνηση.

  • mark monday
    2019-03-10 01:59

    Oates inexplicably squanders her gifts in this dreamlike, stream-of-conscious exploration of a young woman’s state of mind, her attraction to a powerful older man, and her eventual doom. The writing is poetic, evocative, and certainly challenging – which is to be expected from a novelist of Oates’ caliber. Unfortunately, despite the attempt to give the characters an almost mythic stature, the ideas on display are rather pedestrian – and are certainly not helped by the very basic, near-formulaic rendering of a Naïve Idealistic Young Woman and All-Too-Fallible Father Figure.

  • Annie
    2019-03-16 05:04

    Haunting rendition of a young woman's last terrifying moments. Oates comes at those moments from a variety of angles, and somehow it's enough to create an entire novella out of it in a way that seems natural.Black Water is a bit like water (how apropos) circling around a drain, getting faster and faster as it nears the inevitable end.

  • Jennifer
    2019-03-19 01:41

    A very long time ago in a distant land known as the 90's, I was working with a woman who also liked to read during her lunch. She asked me if I had any interest in going with her to hear an author she liked go speak. I had never heard of this Joyce Carol Oats woman. (Seriously.) So we went to this huge church in St. Paul and the place was packed. I was surprised - This many people for some author? Hu. Cool. (I know - I was young and pretty darn clueless.) We were all just sitting there and then all of a sudden you could feel a current in the room. I look over and this tiny woman (who looked like someone's executive assistant) walked in and took the podium. She read. It was really great. A few days after the reading my co-worker brought in this book with a thank you for going with her to the reading. I read the book and I have to say it still haunts me. I knew nothing of the Kennedy scandal when I read this - and I was horrified. I still think about this book.

  • Christopher Hong
    2019-02-28 02:58

    I appreciate the concept/conceit of this novel: giving a voice to the woman who died in the notorious Chappaquidick accident which briefly engulfed Ted Kennedy's life in scandal. A scandal, which largely sensationalized the life of Mary Jo Kopechne, who died in a car accident whose circumstances are reasonably suspect. But Oates' novel (or what I can recall, having read it in high school), seems less intent on realizing Kopechne's life as it is intent on villainizing Ted Kennedy or rather the archetype of powerful men taking advantage of impressionable young women. I have no problem with Oates attempting to take on the latter archetype (or even Kennedy for that matter) except that she does it in the kind of one-sided screed that diminishes the agency and individualism of the Kopechne-analogue. In speaking about her story, Where are you going? Where have you been? which was turned into a film, Oates remarked on the difficulty of adapting a story for the screen saying that a writer only works in a, "single dimension." (That story, Where are you going... is also the story of a young woman taken in by a charismatic older man, with a similar fatalistic trajectory involving a fateful drive and is also based on true events.)My problem with Oates largely lies in her work existing in a "single dimension," (as well as the fact that great art transcends its medium) and that her characters are often types (helpless and tragic girls vs. knowing and powerful men) that are never transcend their types and never live off the page. She is understandably upset about this recurring pattern of misogyny but never gives us anything but the Chick-tract version of events and exists solely in Oates singular dimensions. Giving a voice to the voiceless is only powerful when that perspective gives us more insight, instead Oates confirms only victim-hood and powerlessness.

  • Taylor
    2019-03-14 03:52

    Black Water is Joyce Carol Oates' version of the Chappaquiddick incident - taking place much later in time, and with an older version of Kennedy. I wanted to love this, but I really, really didn't.JCO uses a blunt, visceral style, heavy in repetition, and repeatedly culminating with Kopechne's stand-in, Kelly Kelleher's, thoughts during the crash and as she's accepting her fate.I couldn't stand the way JCO wrote Kelleher, and it turns out I just had to turn to the Amazon description of her to nail it: "Kelly becomes the very embodiment of the vulnerable, romantic dreams of bright and brave women, drawn to the power that certain men command."I hate, hate, hate this approach to this character. Kelleher is supposed to be a 26-year-old political journalist who then ends up fawning over "The Senator" (never given a name) for the fact that he's even talking to her. Someone at that age, and at that point in their career, would be well-versed in men with power and know how to talk to them without going weak at the knees. When you're a journalist, you learn at a very young age that men will try to wield their power to get you into bed. Hell, when you're a woman in any career path, you probably learn this. I had men fawning over me when I was a teenage music journalist! So I just don't buy a journalist in their mid-20s as naive and totally clueless, but Black Water is written in rose-colored glasses. She's written as too naive, and overly vulnerable and romantic for someone who's a 26-year-old political journalist who likely just wants to go get her fuck on. And if you want to shift the conversation to the real life incident, I don't think Mary Jo Kopechne was this much of a naive twit, either - she was a political influencer! She had been in politics for six years when this happened - I don't think she was as naive and romantic as this character that's supposed to be based on her.Maybe I'm just a cynical old broad now, but I would've bought into this if the approach to Kelleher had been less about her being some sort of idealistic "good girl." I don't think that's a flattering or realistic portrait of modern women at that age. Not all women have to feel romantically about a man to want to go to bed with him. Maybe she just wanted to get laid! That would've been fine! I would've much preferred a book that didn't have such a one-sided goody-two-shoes kind of character. It would've made more sense if Kelleher had gone home with him because she wanted to try to scoop a story on him, or if it was simply that she liked sex and saw an opportunity to get laid. Instead, we get her impressions of the Senator contrasted with an old boyfriend. Homegirl, the Senator is not going to be your boyfriend, the Senator just wants to get off. Augh!I also really struggled with the idea that a woman would write another woman to be this stupid. Just, wow.Anyway, I could tell that JCO is a good writer and all of that, but I hated the way she wrote Kelleher, and since the book is from Kelleher's POV, that pretty much killed the whole thing for me. Not a great first impression of JCO , so if anyone has read something of hers that was good, let me know.

  • Sal Jenko
    2019-03-09 21:45

    Una scrittura ingegnosa, a tratti di grandissima presa. Dinamica e ansiogena. Il punto di vista di una mente confusa e agonizzante.La trama si espande da un piccolo nucleo, limitato nel tempo: l'auto con a bordo il Senatore Ted Kennedy e la giovane Kelly esce di strada e piomba nell'acqua nera. I capitoli ripetono ossessivamente la scena perlopiù dal punto di vista di Kelly ampliandola (e quindi contestualizzandola) con variazioni, intrusioni, fioriture di memorie, assilli, sogni, speranze deformate. I pensieri sono come cerchi concentrici nell'acqua. Ogni cerchio un frenetico pensiero che si allontana da chi sta affogando. I cerchi nascono dall'incidente, si differenziano, si allargano, si fondono gli uni con gli altri. È uno strano e bellissimo risultato allucinato quello ottenuto dalla Oates. La mente che fotografa l'avvenimento, "s'impressiona" con particolari e sensazioni fulminee e li rimanda poi a ripetizione impastandoli di volta in volta con quel che emerge di conscio e inconscio da una mente sofferente, disfunzionale. E intanto l'ossigeno viene meno liberando le allucinazioni e uno stato di pseudo-dormiveglia della coscienza che ancora spera e inventa e cambia continuamente ciò che emerge.Il tempo si deforma. Più volte. Al momento dell'incidente: "Perché in quei momenti il tempo subisce un'accelerazione. Con l'avvicinarsi del punto d'impatto il tempo procede alla velocità della luce." E poi in senso contrario in una sospensione temporale subacquea in cui il cervello comincia a buttare fuori memorie ed immagini a ritmo crescente, folle, angoscioso perché l'aria sta finendo. Una sorta di buco bianco che vomita materia, storie e universi paralleli in cui il passato rinasce e il futuro non è segnato.La Oates fa un uso intelligente e forse unico del flusso di coscienza applicandolo ai momenti di sovreccitazione, di ingorgo cerebrale, quando la mente ottenebrata e allarmata oltre il concepibile rompe gli argini sintattici per rigettare con furia il suo contenuto. Un utilizzo pertinente ed espressivo e che soprattutto stabilisce un continuo dialogo con la narrazione più piana delle memorie e con i terrorizzati "flash" di lucidità, variando splendidamente il ritmo della narrazione e rinnovando ogni volta per contrasto l'impatto dei momenti più angosciosi ed affannati affidati al flusso.L'evento minimo, limitato nel tempo, riesce tramite queste soluzioni a caricarsi quanto più possibile di dramma e risvolti umani (ricordi semplici, affettuosi, insicurezze, ideali, l'attaccamento alla vita) e riesce perciò a restituire "dimensione" e importanza a chi, nella realtà, da vittima e protagonista di una tragedia era diventata unicamente la comprimaria dimenticata e occultata di uno scandalo associato all'ingombrante nome dei Kennedy.

  • Larry Bassett
    2019-03-10 02:42

    In Cold Blood is Truman Capote’s 1965 effort to create the “new” genre of the non-fiction novel, a fictionalized version of a true story. Norman Mailer followed in 1968 with Armies of the Night. Joyce Carol Oates creates this kind of novel regularly. Black Water, published in 1992, is one example. This book is about the Chappaquiddick incident in 1969 in which Ted Kennedy left the scene of an accident, leaving a young woman passenger in his car to die.Kennedy pleaded guilty to a charge of leaving the scene of an accident after causing injury and received a two-month suspended jail sentence. The incident became a national scandal, and may have influenced Kennedy's decision not to campaign for President of the United States in 1972 and 1976. Source: The novel deals with details of the victim’s feelings and actions related to the accident. No similar view is presented of Kennedy. The author deals harshly with Senator Kennedy who admittedly failed to notify the police until nine hours after the incident. Some believe that the victim lived for some time after the car was submerged because of an air bubble inside the car but eventually died of suffocation when the oxygen in the bubble was used up. The authorities determined that death was by drowning although there was no autopsy to verify that.This short novel tells a story about an event that was in the news for months in 1969 and 1970. Of course, no one knows the thoughts of the victim and the actions of Kennedy also have unverified aspects. The outcome of the legal process if this had not been a Kennedy is unknown.The book is made up of 32 mostly very short chapters. There is some repetition of phrases to increase the dramatic impact. This is a drama, the life of a young woman ending as her mind both cannot believe that it is happening while at the same time knowing she is dying. And the accident too, one day she would transform the accident, the nightmare of being trapped in a submerged car, the near-drowning, the rescue. It was horrible – hideous. I was trapped and the water was seeping in and he’d gone for help and fortunately there was air in the car, we’d had the windows shut tight, the air-conditioner on, yes I know it’s a miracle if you believe in miracles.But she wasn’t rescued. He didn’t save her or call the people who might have been able if they had been contacted immediately. Four stars for a book that brought me back to an event that occurred over forty years ago when I was twenty-two. An event that many will never completely forget.

  • Sandra
    2019-03-06 01:39

    L’episodio che ha ispirato il breve romanzo della Oates è quello del vergognoso incidente di Chappaquiddick avvenuto nel 1969, che segnò la fine della carriera politica del senatore Ted Kennedy.E’ il 4 luglio, siamo agli inizi del 1990, nel Maine, a Grayling Island. Una Toyota nera, guidata dal Senatore, un uomo di mezza età, donnaiolo e bevitore, che guida con in mano il drink per il viaggio, trasporta lui e la sua nuova amica Kelly, conosciuta ad una festa lo stesso giorno in casa di conoscenze comuni, verso un traghetto diretto sulla terraferma, ad una stanza d’albergo. La velocità eccessiva, la strada sterrata, il buio della notte, la guida spericolata, tutto insomma concorre al verificarsi dell’incidente: l’auto esce di strada e precipita nell’acqua nera del fiume Indian Creek. Da questo momento prende il via l’angoscioso e angosciante flusso di pensieri di Kelly, frammentato in una continua serie di ricordi, di impressioni, di flashback in cui, sul punto di morte, l’intera sua esistenza di brava ragazza americana le scorre nella mente, come tanti tasselli di un puzzle. Anche la scrittura della Oates si adegua alla situazione ed è frammentaria, con lunghi periodi senza punteggiatura che si alternano con altri spesso oscuri, che uniscono episodi diversi della vita della ragazza, dall’infanzia al momento attuale, in un mescolamento che esprime in pieno la confusione e la concitazione dei pensieri di chi sta morendo.Una giovane americana di ottima famiglia, figlia di un avvocato di Boston, educata secondo severi principi puritani, conosce un uomo di potere, uno dei suoi “miti”, sul quale all’università scrisse anche una tesina, un “animale politico” avvezzo ad ogni genere di intrighi e di tresche, e in un pomeriggio decide di andarsene con lui dalla festa e di passarci almeno la notte. Il senso di colpa, derivazione della sua rigida educazione, la divora: “ho fatto in modo che tu mi desiderassi e ora non posso dirti di no”.All’analisi del rapporto tra gli uomini di potere e le giovani donne che incontrano sul loro cammino (argomento attualmente all’ordine del giorno in Italia, seppur nel suo aspetto più turpe e indegno–perché non è un romanzo ma è purtroppo la realtà quella che viviamo-), si affiancano temi di critica sociale e politica, quali la critica alla pena di morte, “un omicidio premeditato inflitto arbitrariamente dallo stato”, e la critica alla politica del presidente Bush senior che ha portato alla guerra del golfo.In complesso la lettura mi ha coinvolto, anche se all’inizio ho avuto difficoltà ad abituarmi alla particolarità della scrittura; poi sono stata anch’io trascinata nell’acqua nera accanto a Kelly.

  • Chaitra
    2019-03-09 04:50

    This was a wasted exercise. It wasn't offensively bad, but I did not think it was good either. Black Water is inspired by the real life incident of Chappaquiddick. Senator Ted Kennedy drove his car off a bridge and in the accident that resulted, the female passenger Mary Jo Kopechne died. What makes this unlike other accidents is that Senator Kennedy failed to report the accident which almost certainly contributed to her death.Oates decides to concentrate on the unfortunate female passenger, giving her a voice through the book's heroine Kelly Kelleher. It's written in a stream of consciousness narrative as Kelly struggles to find the last pockets of air in the car. It is sufficiently tragic, and compelling for the first couple of chapters. After that, it starts to go around in circles, revealing nothing new or notable. She is (according to Oates), a young, foolish girl, seduced by a powerful, older man. This we know within the first 20 pages. For the next 125+ pages, we're beaten over the head with this. Kelly's life is sketchy and we only learn that she's lonely and sensitive and naïve. She's the perfect victim for the older man, the senator she's written her senior honors thesis on. Charming, listens to her a bit, makes out with her, and then leaves her to die. Neither does the Senator have any motive other than political in letting her die, nor does Kelly become anything more than a victim. I don't know. I'm not sure why this was written - what's the point if you're going to only play in archetypes? If only one point of view is presented, and that too skimming the surface? And because it doesn't go deep, there is nothing to write about - just banal sentences about how Kelly was the chosen one, and then she died but no. I would have appreciated the book more if I knew more than some vague snatches about how Kelly came to be there, how a girl so bright as her could be fooled by a man. I would have definitely rated this higher, had Oates written more than a page with the Senator's motives. Yes, the circumstances of the real life were suspicious, but in this case, he was drunk, he was in an accident and it is likely he might have been in shock. Even giving him a dilemma would have made Oates a better writer, and this a better book. Disappointed.

  • Michelle
    2019-03-11 00:00

    Spare, beautifully-written roman à clef about the Ted Kennedy Chappaquiddick incident. I love how Oates chose to frame the narration and though the book is short, the main character Kelly Kelleher is fully realized. Her actions, reactions, and decisions felt true. Loved this.

  • Alea
    2019-02-27 03:54

    “M’è passata tutt ‘a vita annanz all’uocchie. “ Così si dice, dalle parti mie, quando si scampa la morte. Io non lo so, com’è stare per morire (e manco lo voglio sapere). Però, se è vero quel che si dice, “Acqua nera” è il racconto della vita – “chiazze di amnesia che si allargano nel cervello come vernice bianca rovesciata” - fissato in qualche manciata di minuti negli occhi di una giovane donna che muore.“Per l’anagrafe lei era Elizabeth Anne Kelleher. (…) Per gli amici era Kelly.” I pensieri di Kelly non sono torbidi come l’acqua che l’avvolge e si insinua nella bocca, nel naso, nei polmoni. “sei una ragazza americana che ama la propria vita” E’ la vita, la vita che tenta di affermarsi contro ogni ragionevole disperazione.Ho provato una sensazione quasi fisica di impotenza, scorrendo enne volte la pellicola delle parole, il pomeriggio , tu sei la prescelta , le frasi, i baci, frammenti di infanzia (le braccia del nonno), bolle di dialoghi con i genitori - sono qui, mamma, papà, sono qui – i pensieri di Kelly, incastrata nell’auto sommersa dall’ acqua torbida che puzza di fango, di benzina, di urina, di marcio, l’iterazione assolutoria del perché io sono qui ora il senatore tornerà a salvarmi. “Mentre l’acqua nera le riempiva i polmoni, e lei moriva”Nella Storia, quella Vera da cui la Oates ha tratto ispirazione, lei era Mary Jo Kopechn. Era in macchina con il senatore Ted Kennedy, quando nel 1969, di ritorno da una festa verso il pontile del traghetto, l’auto si fiondò nel lago. Guidava il senatore, ubriaco. Lei morì, lui si salvò, si salvò anche dall’accusa di omissione di soccorso.“La politica, il negoziato del potere. L’eros, il negoziato del potere”. Il senatore le aveva messo gli occhi addosso. Lei non avrebbe avuto un’altra possibilità. Perché aveva scelto di andare via con il senatore? Questa recriminazione è nei pensieri di Kelly che muore. Tenta di giustificarsi, di autoassolversi: è cordiale, è simpatico, è separato dalla moglie (come se parlasse a sua madre) Anche se nella sclera degli occhi azzurri c’è del giallo e i capillari prorompono sul naso, e la pancetta… Ma più che l’ uomo, è il senatore. La brava ragazza americana si fida: il senatore tornerà a salvarla, verranno le ambulanze. “Mentre l’acqua nera le riempiva i polmoni, e lei moriva”Oltre l’impatto angosciante del racconto, filtra una “lezione morale”, tra le pagine della Oates. Su questa prospettiva, si potrebbero versare fiumi di parole. Ma a cosa serve, tanto la storia sempre quella è. (ah, lo dovrebbero sapere quanto sono affascinanti certi uomini di potere, o di fama, di tutto dotati tranne che)

  • Lisa (Harmonybites)
    2019-03-17 00:46

    In July of 1969, a car drove off a bridge into the tidal waters of Chappaquiddick in Massachusetts--taking the life of Mary Jo Kopechne and with it the presidential aspirations of Senator Ted Kennedy. A blurb on the back of Black Water from the Los Angeles Times calls the book "the ballad of Chappaquiddick" and even though the internal chronology places this after 1990, in Maine not Massachusetts, the young woman involved is named "Kelly Kelleher" and the driver involved is only called "the Senator" this is obviously a roman à clef based on that incident. So you have a tragic event with lots of resonance for Americans and by a celebrated author who has won the National Book Award and been a Pulitzer Prize Finalist. So this book should be amazing--but I don't feel it is. I think this is just an author who is a mismatch for me stylistically. I had tried before this her We Were the Mulvaneys and found myself underwhelmed. This particular book left me decidedly unmoved and even feeling some distaste. I think a lot of that is because I could see the seams of her modernist techniques too well. There are chapters of less than 100 words, staccato sentences, sentences without punctuation, ones with unending lists, run-ons, constant looping back to moments during the accident between narrating events earlier in the day and in Kelly's life, and repeated phrases such as "Am I going to die? Like this?" and "And the black water filled her lungs." I recently read a book by Salman Rushdie using such modernist techniques and was charmed--it just worked. Here the literary techniques seemed stagey, and given the real life tragedy depicted within living memory that made this come across to me as exploitative and cheesy. Still, this might make a good introduction to Oates, to see if you might like her style. It's very short, only 154 pages and with a stripped down enough style you could read it in a couple of hours.

  • Leo Robertson
    2019-03-07 02:43

    The influence of her faves- Joan Didion, Virginia Woolf, etc. A bit like that film Enter the Void in the narrative jumping about.Here's a weird comment: the woman drowning in the car was a little too visual. The real terror is that you can't see ANYTHING. You wouldn't know what was up, where the bubble of air would be... I had an interesting point to make about the capsizing helicopter simulator/ series of dark rooms in a black out thing I did for a qualification to go to offshore platforms but my husband was saying something about dinner, I think? And I lost interest in making it. But essentially, buh-lieve me! Shit is scary!But between this and Zombie, which was also based on a real-life case, I think JCO has a habit of too much of her own assumptions and skating the surface of what happened for dramatic effect and not really enough justice to the source material. Like, this is almost there: it has for sure honed in on a horrific event, but more layers of verisimilitude could've been built upon it to really capture the horror, and as I say, the horror itself in fact required less senses and visuals, because they wouldn't be available.Maybe you can't get on an offshore platform course, JCO, but fill your bath with cold water, turn off the lights and get in and roll around until you don't know which way's up then open your eyes. Then imagine you're strapped the fuck in and up is way way up, if you even knew what that is? Also imagine, oddly, that your body's flooded with strangely dissociating neurotransmitters and such that dislocate you from the horror, and there's a weird, matter-of-fact functionality about how you would think: 'Oh, there we go, off into the water. Guess I'll get my seatbelt off. Oh, good: a pocket of air. I'll breathe that for a bit then. I really liked this dress!'I think.

  • Kelly
    2019-03-22 02:03

    Joyce Carol Oates managed to write an entire novella that, in real-time, takes place in the course of about five minutes. And very artfully done. It’s a book that can easily be consumed in a single sitting: yesterday I bought it, walked to the park and sat down on a bench, and finished it about an hour and a half later. It’s the type of read that’s broken into short segments, each segment leading you to automatically turn to the next. The rhythm of the prose synchs with the terror of the novella’s circumstances, which is a characteristic I love so much about Oates.Black Water tells the story of an all-American type young woman (Kelly) who meets a senator at a friend’s barbecue. She leaves the party with him, and his car plunges into sewages, enclosing the car in a vessel of filthy, rising waters. This is where present time begins: the moment of the wreck. The reader is then taken back in time to learn random details of Kelly’s past, along with the day’s events that lead up to the wreck. We even learn that she’d written her college thesis on the senator himself.Although nearly every page references politics, Black Water is less of a political story and more about truth/deceit, and outer appearances vs. true personality.I didn’t realize it as I read, but the scenario closely resembles the famous Chappaquiddick incident of 1969—although the book obviously isn’t directly about this incident, considering it takes place in the early 90s.

  • Misha
    2019-03-15 02:06

    Black Water is a haunting narrative of the final moments of Kelly Kelleher, a young woman whose impulsive decision to pursue her attraction to an older man leads to her death in a car accident. Kelleher, of course, is a stand-in for Mary Jo Kopechne, the young woman who lost her life in a car accident with Ted Kennedy at Chappaquiddick in 1969. I found it interesting that Oates chose to update the story to the early '90s (contemporary for when the book was written) and write The Senator as Kennedy in his mid-50s rather than the young rising political star whose presidential aspirations were thwarted by the scandal. But this isn't a story about Kennedy's lost dreams. It's about giving voice to the young woman who lost her life, whose name has become a footnote in the history of political scandals. The story is fractured, fragmented and repetitive, but it's a structure that works to capture those last frantic, hopeful moments when death is closing in but Kelly keeps faith in her Senator to rescue her. It's sad and tragic and thoroughly absorbing. I felt for Kelly. I even felt for The Senator, who was a very real, very flawed man trying to live up to others' expectations of him.

  • Thompson
    2019-02-19 01:44

    This is a fictionalized account of Ted Kennedy and the drowning of Mary Jo Kopechne. Most of the book is the thinking of the fictionalized Mary Jo. Much of the thinking is the confused ramblings of a liberal who substitutes feeling for thinking. This feeling keeps the drowning woman sure that the senator who abandoned her will rescue her. Typical of the lack of real thinking of the drowning liberal is her thinking that the support of abortion by liberals is nobel, but by conservatives is racism. Of course this is typical of overlooking the socialistic roots of racism - the eugenics supported by many democrats, nazis (who were socialists) and even Sanger. Sanger called blacks "human weeds" in "Pivot of Civilization." Other bubble headed thinking is all the other liberal nonsense about "free" medical care and a slew of social programs that are blocked, not by reality, but by mean spirited conservatives. I do not know if Oates meant to make the drowning woman unable to grasp reality, but it was fitting to the story.

  • Shawn
    2019-02-18 22:41

    This is such a haunting little novella. I know Oates has a penchant for writing fictionalized versions of real events, and if this book is any indication, I'm very interested in reading more of them. It's easy to see why this book has been so acclaimed: a powerful story of misplaced trust and betrayal written in really tight prose, not a word wasted. In some ways it's a political story, but it's got way more depth than that.I think the only thing preventing me from giving this five stars is that I was just missing a little bit of emotional connection. The writing is awesome and the story is important, not to mention compulsively readable, but I never felt any real emotional connection with the main character, no matter how much I sympathized with her. But overall, I'd definitely recommend this text. Because of its short length, I'd say it might even be a good place to start with Oates if you've never read her before.

  • Helene Jeppesen
    2019-02-25 23:01

    I was very much in doubt whether I should give this book 3 or 4 stars. I LOVED it but at the same time I felt like it was way too short, and it left me with a jumbled feeling inside. I think both the storyline and the writing style was what attracted me the most to this story. We follow a 26-year-old girl and her thoughts as she is drowning in a car in the river near Maine. Because of that, the writing style is very much stream-of-consciousness; a writing style that I absolutely love! Some of the passages were lovely, some of them were a bit confusing, but overall this book left an impression on me. I might go back and change my rating to four stars once I've had time to digest it :) This was my first book by Joyce Carol Oates, and I'm now very curious to read something else by her.

  • Maria Beltrami
    2019-03-20 03:00

    L'evento fa parte della storia, anche se quasi sicuramente ormai dimenticato. Il fratello più giovane di John e Robert Kennedy, Ted, a suo volta senatore, ebbe in incidente guidando ubriaco, e in questo incidente perse la vita una ragazza, dui cui si disse che fosse la sua segretaria amante.La storia che scrive la Oats è romanzata, i nomi alterati, ma è facile, per chi ancora ricorda, riconoscere il riferimento.Tutto il libro è scritto dal punto di vista della protagonista morente, che non riesce a credere si essere stata abbandonata.Un po' forzato e privo di vera ispirazione, ma piuttosto ben scritto.

  • Suzanne Auckerman
    2019-03-12 23:39

    This is a fictionalized version of the accident that Ted Kennedy had where the woman died. It is told from the point of view of the woman and the two –-three hours that she spent trapped before she died. I remember being horrified by how he acted and yet time blurred that. I know it was mentioned briefly when he died, but she was really a forgotten person.

  • TK421
    2019-02-19 05:42

    A short trip into the depths of a woman's mind as she slowly drowns. With a political bent, this is a timely novella that barely skims the surface of love, politics, youth, and the possibility of what is in store for a young woman's future.RECOMMENDED

  • Mariano Hortal
    2019-03-02 01:48

    Publicado en Water de Joyce Carol Oates. Reescritura en clave femeninaGracias a la Wikipedia encuentro esta información sobre el Chappaquiddick incident :“The Chappaquiddick incident was a single-vehicle automobile accident on Chappaquiddick Island, Massachusetts on July 18, 1969. The incident involved longtime U.S. Senator Ted Kennedy. His young colleague, Mary Jo Kopechne, drowned. According to his own testimony, Kennedy accidentally drove his car off a one-lane bridge and into a tidal channel before swimming free, leaving the scene, and not reporting about the accident for nine hours. Meanwhile, Kopechne had died in the car through drowning or suffocation. The next day, Kopechne’s body and the car were finally recovered by divers. Kennedy pleaded guilty to a charge of leaving the scene of a crash after causing injury and later received a two-month suspended jail sentence. The Chappaquiddick incident became a national scandal, and likely influenced Kennedy’s decision not to campaign for President in 1972 and 1976”En 1969 el Senador Ted Kennedy su acompañante Mary Jo Kopechne tuvieron un accidente de coche tras una fiesta que tuvo lugar en la pequeña isla de Chappaquidick, como consecuencia de dicho accidente Mary Jo murió ahogada. El asunto estuvo cargado de mucha polémica debido a la tardanza del senador a la hora de notificar los hechos (nueve horas después del accidente) tras conseguir él escapar del coche. Este hecho supuso, sin lugar a dudas, la muerte política del candidato, que no se presentó como candidato a la presidencia en años sucesivos.Veintitrés años después (1992), Joyce Carol Oates, decidió acometer la difícil tarea de convertir dicha tragedia (bien conocida por el público general) en un drama con el nombre de Black Water (más una novella) donde explora las pasiones, los miedos y las decisiones puntuales que pudieron ocasionar esta situación.En esta claustrofóbica narración Oates adopta una diferente perspectiva, en este caso la de la víctima (con otro nombre: Kelly Kelleher) enriqueciendo la historia con un punto de vista más terrenal, para desentrañar lo más humano. La estructura que escoge parte del hecho conocido, el accidente, contado en el mismo momento en el que ocurre: “She heard, as the Toyota smashed into a guardrail that, rusted to lacework, appeared to give way without retarding the car’s speed at all, The Senator’s single startled expletive –“Hey!”And then the water out of nowhere flooding over them. Over the hood of the car. Over the cracked windshield. Churning in roiling waves as if alive, and angry.”A partir de ahí, se producirán sucesivas analepsis que le sirven para establecer los momentos anteriores al suceso en cuestión, en todos estos momentos escoge una serie de estrategias que son muy destacables para transmitir ese nuevo punto de vista:“And then The Senator said, a chuckle deep in this throat like phlegm, “this is a shortcut, Kelly. There’s only one direction and we can’t be lost.”“Yes,” said Kelly, very carefully very tactfully, licking her lips which were parched, staring ahead too but seeing nothing except the headlights illuminating the tunnel of the road, vegetation, mirror-shards glittering out of the shadows,” –but the road is so poor.”“Because it’s a shortcut, Kelly. I’m sure.” La víctima, Kelly, tiene nombre; el senador, sin embargo, no es nombrado en ninguna ocasión. De esta manera consigue que empaticemos con la verdadera víctima de la situación, su acompañante, la que fue abandonada; por otro lado, esta humanización contrasta con la figura de un ente poderoso, el senador y posible candidato a la presidencia: puede ser Ted Kennedy pero podría ser otro con un resultado parecido; que utiliza su poder para dominar, para tomar decisiones que generan una condescendencia con los que están debajo de él; en el texto anterior esta actitud está presente cuando le dice a Kelly que ha cogido un atajo y él no puede estar equivocado; ante este manejo del poder investido en su persona, Kelly solo puede callarse y aceptar lo que le comenta; es dominada por la figura patriarcal que no le deja estar en desacuerdo.De hecho, Kelly, siente la atracción de dicho poder, siente que se siente feliz solo por el hecho de que el Senador pronuncie su nombre; no quiere disentir de lo que le diga porque quiere creer que ella es especial para él:Kelly! –her heart tripped absurdly, her face went hot, hearing her name, that name given her by schoolgirl friends, on this man’s lips. So casually so intimately on this man’s lips as if he knows me, feels affection for me.Just before the car flew off the road.”Precisamente por ello, Kelly idealiza la figura de este ente de poder que se supone que debe guiar el destino de la sociedad norteamericana hasta el punto de atribuirle cualidades humanas que, sin embargo, son exactamente lo contrario de lo que ella piensa; Oates no duda en presentar al senador como una figura manipuladora que muestra una imagen lo suficientemente atractiva para abusar de su poder y conseguir conquistar a quien se proponga, nuevamente la imagen del poder masculino como dominador del género más débil históricamente, los siguientes textos presentan a la perfección la actitud de entrega e idealización de Kelly y el dominio, el abuso de poder de la figura manipuladora del senador:“He turned out to be really warm, really nice, not at all condescending, Kelly Kelleher began to compose her account of that memorable Fourth of July on Grayling Island –spoke to us all as if we were, not just equals, but old friends.He’d kissed her, too. But that was later.”“Shaking Kelly Kelleher’s small-boned hand, squeezing. “Kelly, is it? Callie? Kelly.”She’d laughed. Liking the sound of her schoolgirl name on a U.S. senator’s lips.He wasn’t as I’d imagined him, he turned out to be really warm, really nice, not at all condescending-Shaping the precise words that would encapsulate, in her memory, in her recounting of memory to friends, perhaps Mr Spader himself who had known the Senator years ago but was distant from him now.How courteous, genuinely friendly, interested in who we were and what we thought of his Senate proposals, the Medicaid, the welfare reform, yes and he is a visionary. I don’t think it is an exaggeration to say-How crucial for us to rehearse the future, in words.Never to doubt that you will live to utter them.”Esta idealización desencadena un sentimiento de culpa en la mujer, él es perfecto, amable, es decisivo para el futuro del país; en este contexto, que se hayan estrellado y puedan morir ahogados ha sido causado por ella: no quería ofenderle antes diciéndole que se había equivocado, y esa indecisión les ha llevado a una situación límite. Es paradójico, ya que, estructuralmente, ella siente que es la culpable, olvida que el hombre se puede equivocar (y esa es la más probable causa del accidente), pero lo hace porque está coaccionada por un sentimiento íntimo impreso a fuego en su interior: el hombre no se puede equivocar, menos si se trata de un personaje tan poderoso como es el senador; estamos de nuevo ante una estructuralidad que limita la libertad de la mujer en su capacidad de elección además de obligarle a actitudes perniciosas:“Kelly Kelleher who, after G—-, vowed she would never take her life for all life is precious.And so it was a matter of her strength, her will. The concentration of her soul. Not to give in. Not to weaken. The black water was rising by choppy degrees to splash over her chin, her mouth, but If I can keep by head up it was a matter of knowing what to do and doing it.Why had she hesitated to say they were lost, why hadn’t she told him to turn the car around, to reverse their course, oh please! –but she had not dared offend him.The black water was her fault, she knew. You just don’t want to offend them. Even the nice ones.He was nice. Even knowing they were so closely watching, memorizing him, certain of his remarks, his jokes. The way, in the spontaneous heat of a tennis volley, he gripped his jaws tight, bared his teeth.” Joyce Carol Oates es muy valiente a lo largo de esta pequeña gran obra, no solo por hablarnos de la corrupción del poder y sus consecuencias, sino por dar voz a la víctima, adoptando una perspectiva mucho más humana, conmovedora y, desde luego, más terrenal. Es un canto lleno de indignación ante las figuras que abusan de él.

  • Mickdemaria
    2019-03-09 23:51

    Un buco nero è una regione dello spaziotempo con massa tale da generare un campo gravitazionale così potente da non permettere a niente di allontanarsi, neanche alla luce; ragione per cui appare nero. Tali fenomeni generano delle singolarità, all'interno delle quali le leggi della fisica non funzionano più e il tempo per come lo conosciamo cessa di esistere. Lo sventurato ipotetico viaggiatore che rimanesse catturato dal gigante nero potrebbe essere soggetto ad uno sgradevole effetto: La parte del viaggiatore più vicina al centro verrebbe attratta di più rispetto alla parte di viaggiatore più lontana, dando vita alla spaghettification dell'amico cosmonauta che si allungherebbe all'infinito. Morirebbe? Boh... non proprio, il tempo non c'è più! C'è solo un eterno presente, un lungo lungo spaghetto di presente impastato di passato e futuro.Il 18 luglio 1969 l'allora senatore Ted Kennedy perdeva il controllo della sua auto sulla quale viaggiava con la sua segretaria Mary Jo Kopechne. L'auto finì in un canale, il senatore si salvò, la ventottenne segretaria rimase intrappolata a morire in attesa dell'arrivo dei soccorsi che furono mandati non appena il senatore avvertì le autorità, circa 10 ore dopo.Da questo drammatico fatto di cronaca Joyce Carol Oates parte per raccontare la fine di Kelly Kelleher, alter ego della povera segretaria, e della sua personale spaghettificazione nel momento in cui l'auto attraversa il nero specchio d'acqua dell' Indian River, suo particolare orizzonte degli eventi. Il passato ed il futuro si impastano nel presente, dal pensiero di Kelly scopriremo tutta la storia, tutti gli eventi che l'hanno portata a quel momento fatale vengono rivisti, ancora ed ancora, eternamente presenti, come i fotogrammi scomposti e riassemblati di un film futurista, Kelly si spaghettifica aspettando invano l'intervento del senatore che nel frattempo si preoccupa di sistemare le cose ed evitare lo scandalo. Il singolare punto di vista del narratore, l'aver racchiuso tutto un romanzo in un unico istante temporale, l'aspetto di denuncia di un fatto di cronaca troppo poco noto e l' intrinseca qualità dell'autrice combattono tutti insieme per dare spessore ad un romanzo troppo chiuso in un'idea, in una struttura, troppo vincolato a sé stesso, troppo dichiarato sin da subito per poter essere un "grande" romanzo.Resta comunque una lettura agile e gradevole che mi sento di consigliare.Voto: 6,5

  • Argos
    2019-03-12 02:09

    Tarihe "Chappaquiddick skandalı" olarak geçen, 1969 yılındaki bir araba kazasında kazada ölen kadının ağzından anlatılıyorcasına kurgulanan çok etkileyici bir roman. Kitapta Senatör olarak anlatılan kişi ABD Başkanı Kennedy'nin kardeşi Senatör Edward (Ted) Kennedy'dir ve kazada direksiyonda o vardır. Asıl adı Mary Jo Kopechne olan kadın romanda Kelly olarak geçmektedir. Olay örtbas edilmiş, çünkü derin devlet böyle istemiş, Senatör, kadının ölümüne neden olmakla suçlanmamış ve yeniden seçilmiştir. J.C. Oates olağanüstü kurgusuyla olayı vicdanlara dönük olarak yazmış bu kitapta. Sanırım Senatör Ted Kennedy'e (2009'da ölmüş) verilebilecek en büyük cezayı bu roman vermiştir.