"The day will come"
M .: Foreigner, 2014
Many people know Dennis Lehane, but there are few who have opened his books. At the same time, who didn’t hear about The Island of the Damned, The Mysterious River and Goodbye Baby, Goodbye, films based on his novels. The author’s unexpected fault in this, too, is: he seems to write all his characters as roles, fitting them in advance to Hollywood stars - a casting is here for every phrase. But it is worth getting out of this film, and the author is discovered with an iron grip and cold
heart, capable, without letting go, of six hundred pages to anoint the reader, without ceremony and tenderness, and even to see in all this acuteness the picture of something more. So behind the fate of individual heroes appears a portrait of history and country. If it’s not in detective series, then it’s definitely in historical novels: the first of them, “The Day Is Coming”, was published in Russian just yesterday. So far, he was too tough for Hollywood, but you need to read it not because you won’t be able to watch a movie, but because this is a great picture of America from the end of the war, thanks to which we can understand a lot about ours today.
Here, as usual, everything is intertwined: blacks and Irish with Italians, anarchists with communists. It was happening in Boston in 1918, the war had just ended, and the economy was hovering at a dangerous point, staggering between the promise of a boom and the foreboding of collapse. Inflation is rising, wages are not, capital is being fattened, workers are miserable, and everyone, from the petty cop to the legendary baseball star, is fighting for a pretty penny. The first trade unions are taking shape, bearded Russians and Latvians in smoky cafes are arguing for Lenin, terrorists are detonating bombs, blacks are fleeing the pogroms and are intriguingly intriguing the powerful. But from this turbulence, the interweaving of the human mass, there remains a sensation not of the end of the world - as it probably even seemed then in America, under the roar coming from the collapse of Europe coming from across the globe - but, on the contrary, it began. Everything is just born here - from baseball to unions - and nothing has really been born yet. Therefore, Lehane allows itself so many times with lighthouses to insert references to tomorrow: now and then the legendary baseball player Babe Ruth appears on the pages, the unpleasant founder of the future FBI Edgar Hoover, and among the sea of politicians the names of future presidents flicker. In other words, this is "America. The Beginning", and it is not surprising that Lehane promises to continue it with at least two novels: he may well drive this story even to the end of his life.
We already saw this gloomy look back a thousand times - at least in the same Underground Empire, one of the screenwriters of which, by the way, was Lihan
Lehane manages to balance perfectly between journalism and fiction: to fulfill readers' dreams so that the heroes, contrary to common sense, end well, and amuse the writing ambitions, stuffing us with their ideas about the world structure. These ideas, in short, boil down to the fact that there is no truth on earth. Or, in Leyhanovskiy: there are few good guys who can and want to change the world, and many bad and greedy who put them in the wheel with sticks. The author of the picture of old America is full, but by no means happy. Even the alarming today is somehow more comfortable for permanent residence. We have already seen this gloomy look back a thousand times - at least in the same Underground Empire, one of the screenwriters of which, by the way, was Lehane. Only in the Underground Empire there is no place for good guys, and Lihan has them and they deserve to play the main roles, and somehow you believe them, and the author along with them.
Text: Elizabeth Birger