Sadie Jones: The Outcast

Sadie Jones: The Outcast

The Outcast opens well enough, with a
young man getting released from prison and coming home to a less-than-warm
welcome. The story then jumps back 12 years to show that young man as a boy,
detailing the troubled history that led him astray. Then the cracks begin to
show, gradually at first, but with an accelerated growth that finally
spiderwebs through the entire narrative. When a major female character gets her
first period moments after being beaten by her father for the first time, it
isn't really a surprise; the scene is heavy-handed, squirm-inducing, and, in
terms of the rest of the novel, pretty much par for the course.

Outcast takes place in Waterford,
England, a small town outside London that doesn't feel too far off from
Stepford, Connecticut. Growing up, Lewis Aldridge has a rough time; his father,
Gilbert, is distant, and when his mother drowns in a freak accident, Lewis and
Gilbert drift apart almost immediately. The situation isn't improved when
Gilbert marries Alice, a beautiful younger woman whose need to please can't get
past her stepson's blank despair. Lewis' struggles with loss are met by
suspicion or outright hostility from the community around him; he finally
lashes out as a teenager, destroying one of the village's most treasured
institutions. After serving a two-year sentence for his crime, Lewis returns to
Waterford to find that nothing's changed. But Kit Carmichael, daughter of
Lewis' most vocal critic, may be just the thing he needs to get over the past.

In her debut novel, Sadie
Jones writes in tasteful, clipped sentences about people who can't help
repeating past mistakes; it's too bad those mistakes—step-incest,
alcoholism, child abuse, self-mutilation—come off like the contractual
obligations of a V.C. Andrews ghostwriter. Most of Outcast's characters are
well-drawn, but their interactions rely on forced drama instead of developing
organically, resulting in a plot that's simultaneously mechanical and
meandering. Jones uses Lewis and Kit's battle against society to make a
statement against blind conformity, but her concept of rebellion is nearly as
bland as the stuffed shirts who hold the heroes back. It reads like the poetry
of a gifted high-school student: achingly sincere, but without the maturity to
matter to anyone old enough to rent a car.

 
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