As far as I'm concerned, you can't possibly care about a book unless you care about the characters. The fabricated inhabitant of a novel's pages are the catalyst for the entire tale. Gail Godwin's The Good Husband is no exception, and is, in fact, a wonderful example of this premise. Godwin manages to create fully textured and sympathy evoking characters in a plot that, while wrought with tragedy, remains genuine.
The story circles around the slow death of Magda Danvers, a brilliant college professor suffering from cancer. Magda is a lively, feisty spirit who, even in her deterioration, is difficult not to like. Her sarcastic yet somehow warm ways draw us in as we watch her prepare for what she refers to as her "Final Examination." We find ourselves wishing that we could have known Magda before her illness. It would be very easy to let the demise of such a person become overly dramatic, sappy, soppy. However, like Magda herself, Godwin handles the death of Magda Danvers's with all the grace and dignity that can be mustered.
In fact, I find myself hurting more for poor, gentle Francis than the tough and tenacious Magda, who must care for his wife during the process of her death, an ordeal that is remarkably painful for them both. Looking in retrospect at the novel, I find that I would normally have been irritated by Francis's tireless, unending, persistence to the point of obsessed devotion, coupled with his repeated disintegration into tears in nearly every chapter. Instead, curiously enough, it only endears him to me. I feel sympathy for Francis to the point of being angry at the dying Magda for being so cross with the struggling man (I mean, sure she's dying, but does she have to yell at the poor man?). Francis's enduring goodness under any circumstances cannot help but win over my affections, because in his submission to Magda, he actually displays tremendous strength that comes from the deepest love. Somehow, Godwin was able to make this point without making the reader gag.
Similarly, she manages to write the character of Alice Henry with surprising realism despite Alice's ludicrously tragic history. At seventeen, she lost her mother, father and brother (who she adored to the point of incest), and had to move in with her aunt, who later related that her beloved brother was not actually her brother, but adopted, and soon after died herself. As if that wasn't enough, the story opens soon after Alice and her husband lose her baby, and have to cope with their deteriorating marriage as Alice struggles with feelings towards the humble and meek Francis. If that's not trashy soap opera, I don't know what is. Yet, Alice manages to keep such a seemingly calm, even tone about her that you seem forced to take her seriously. She doesn't mope or whine over her deplorable situation, and one has to respect that. She truly possesses the attitude of one who's gone through so much, that they've learned long ago messy scenes bring no solace. Throughout the novel, I found myself hoping desperately that Alice would finally be able to somehow gain that solace.
Living with Hugo, certainly, would not bring this to her. Hugo Henry, a writer-in-residence at Aurelia College (where Magda taught), although probably my least favorite character, seems to me to be most realistic. His flaws are so intricately worked into his character--his homophobia, misogyny, and deep insecurity--that you almost don't notice them until they are pointed out, a very impressive feat of writing. You have to pity Hugo, especially when you look at his desire to make everyone around him happy. The tragedy is we know Hugo can't make anyone happy, because he himself will never be happy.
Overall, Gail Godwin has conjured up an amazing cast of characters and masterfully woven them together. She is able to instantly create a bond between the reader and her little cast that completely sucks the reader into The Good Husband. By the end of the first chapter, you feel as though you know these people, and have known them for the longest time. And by the conclusion, you feel as though you've experienced everything with them and only want for their happiness. This, to me, is what makes a novel worthwhile; this is what reading is all about.