In the opening pages of Joseph O'Connor's new novel the reader is introduced to Molly Allgood, once acclaimed star of the Irish stage, now living as a down-and-out in 1950s London. She is reminiscing about her life that stretches back to 1907, beginning with her appearance in the Dublin opening of John Synge's controversial play, The Playboy of the Western World.
The unnamed narrator of her story uses a method of telling that is virtually a monologue by Molly, with her talking to herself more often than to anyone else in particular. Surprisingly, it works rather well, evoking as it does the richness of the Irish vernacular, with its witticisms and confrontational yet ironic turns of phrase. The reader soon warms to the character despite the melancholy and sadness in her tone of voice.
She dwells on the circumstances of the love affair she had with Synge, an older man (at the time aged 35 to her 17): religious disapproval was evident from the outset because he was from Protestant stock and she a Roman Catholic, but they also had to contend with the general opprobrium their liaison brought about in the community at large.
As Molly proceeds with her story one is given insights of her gradual yet inevitable fall from grace as an actress; from the world tours, through two failed marriages and the death of a son to her current state bedevilled by her addiction to alcohol.
She still believes in herself however, and is desperately trying to learn a bit part she has been given in a BBC play. Though despair is also present, because she is driven by her impoverishment to try and sell a love letter from Synge - her last link with those exhilarating yet bitter-sweet days in early twentieth century Dublin.
O'Connor has written a tragi-comedy about a memorable character whom is likely to remain in the reader's imagination long after the book is closed. Four stars.