Orange Prize winner Valerie Martin (for
Property) is one of those writers with whom you feel an immediate sense of security, as a reader, chiefly because of her own assurance in character creation. You feel secure, even if you are having the rug pulled away plot-wise, that her characters will not go strange on you in pursuit of a plot-line. This book is a very good example of the kind of plot/character juggling that she does best.
The protagonist is an actor, young, invited to an east coast gathering of other young people by someone he knew in college. Edward Day is at the beginning of his acting career, and doesn't yet know his trade entirely, or trust his own abilities. On the first night he meets and beds one of the young women Madeleine, then goes for a late night walk, and then, on impulse, for a swim. But he gets into difficulties and is saved from certain death by a man, Guy Margate, also an aspiring actor.
The novel is mainly about the relationships between these three people, Madeleine's love for Edward, and then, although we only see events through Edward's eyes, for Guy, and the ups and downs of the acting profession in and around New York. It is a facinating story, embracing the demands and humiliations of being an actor, the pains of both witnessing a rival's success and the thrill of one's own successes. Meanwhile, friendships and the fluctuating course of their affairs, take on something of a sinister tone (but this is never overplayed or melodramatic), especially for Edward Day. It's a wonderfully compelling read with a shocking climax.