This is not a pretty book. Beth and Jake Heke and their six children, along with numerous other Maori families in New Zealand, live in an urban ghetto of government-supported housing, isolated from the rest of society and isolated, too, from their old culture, which once gave pride and a sense of identity to Maori families. As the Hekes deal with poverty, drugs, alcoholism, unemployment, gang warfare, rape, incest, physical and mental abuse, suicide, and a host of other horrific family problems, the reader vicariously experiences their bleak and hopeless lives.
Duff, part Maori himself, does not mince words here, recreating in bold, often raw, language the violence of their lives. Pathetically, and most affecting to the reader, the children, forced to "grow up early," accept these horrors as "normal" and try to survive any way they can, seeking even a small ray of hope for the future. Some do not succeed. This look at almost unbearable human misery leaves the reader disturbed and angry--as the author, no doubt, intended--and grateful for the ray of hope that finally emerges at the end. The book may be fiction, but it's a seething indictment of a real society. Mary Whipple