And I suppose, as a younger girl, this creature probably did fit me best seeing as I was slightly rebellious and untamed, determined to live a life as far away from the status quo and the mundane as possible. I strongly identified with the wild spirit of the majestic and unbridled beasts with pounding hooves and flowing manes galloping into the sunset. For many years I felt that animal was a horse. Over the years, I would identify with a particular animal that I felt truly embodied the essence of my aura and being. Where most people talk about their spirit animals in joking manner, I've always taken mine quite seriously. Never all at once, but in slow, yet steady phases, images of the woman I've always destined to become have begun to appear.įrom birth, I've been a passionate animal lover. Over the past three years, there has been a stirring a movement and shift that has been taking place within my mind and heart.
When we transitioned from one level of understanding and enlightenment, and graduated to the next phase of depth and maturity. I am certain that each one of us, at various times in our lives, can see where these changes and evolutions occurred. Stages that take you from one season and place to the next, step by step, little by little. The magic of movies, both dark and light, is at play here: Several of the book's characters have found success in Hollywood, while others are struggling with the weighty baggage of parents-as-industry-icons or carrying childhood terrors in their emotional makeup.Most chapters begin with excerpts from The Hollywood Reporter and other fan-and-film publications that traffic in breathless, gossipy items.Despite the darker undercurrents palpable throughout the novel-at a certain point those Hollywood Reporter excerpts are upstaged by breaking-news items from the Los Angeles Times-the narrative is enlivened by pleasurably distilled contemporary references from artist Peter Max, Kodak Instamatic cameras, and the Beatles' concert at the Hollywood Bowl, to the days when smoking on planes was a given, fathers worked in advertising and mothers stayed home.Ultimately, the deadly-serious real-world tale that Bohjalian taps into-the horrifying outcomes of corruption-inducing power-is a not-so-gentle reminder that while you can't always stop the story, sometimes you can change it.They say that change and evolution happens in stages. Pulled in by the promise of thrills or the guarantee of glamour, readers will stay for the game of survivor(s), and finish the book as satisfied as a fat cat in the Serengeti. With The Lioness, the getting is violently good. But Bohjalian has shown time and again that with him, you don’t know what you’re going to get, but you know that the getting is good. Lesser writers could not tackle 10 narrators, the complexities of racism in America, African politics, violence both foreign and domestic and make the pieces fit seamlessly together. In his writing, Bohjalian is anything but a kitten. But even more so is how a group of such prominent people react when they’ve landed in hell, and the reason behind their reactions. Set against the backdrop of the Congo Crisis and the Simba rebellion, while also touching on American racism, especially in Hollywood, there are so many reasons the famous group could have been captured, and the unraveling of it all is captivating. Ten narrators is a bold choice, and readers will need the who’s who list provided, but when you’re writing your 23rd book, shouldn’t your choices be bold? The gaggle of narrators means that no one has enough page time for deep character development, but what’s there is rich enough to be revelatory, is expertly woven into the present, and the short chapters and changing cast are what turns The Lioness into a bloody sprint of a read.
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