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Little Hands Clapping

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Where can one start in trying to write about the latest novel from Dan Rhodes? The reason I start this with that question is because you are reading away and then somewhere around page 60 something slightly dark and disturbing is mentioned in such an off hand and subtle way you almost have to re-read the paragraph one or two times to actually believe what you have just read. It's something that isn't hinted at in the blurb and so I am going to try and write about the book without mentioning it as giving it away would not ruin the read but maybe spoil the book a bit.

The book starts in the strange setting of a bizarre German Museum where an unnamed `old man' works and lives. He isn't quite security guard and isn't quite curate, he is quite curious. The fact in the opening chapter we meet him as he wakes in the night from sleep, hears there is someone downstairs ignores it and eats a spider instead before he calmly goes back to sleep leaves you filled with intrigue (well it did me) by page 8. Bring in his acquaintance with Ernst Frohlicher, the doctor everyone loves and admires and you set the seeds for a very interesting and unexpectedly dark tale about a truly shocking crime the become embroiled in.

Dan Rhodes has again, quite like in novel Timoleon Vieta Come Home, spun in a story set in Portugal where in a small town three children are born and all the local old town folk know that two of them are destined to be together forever and one will be born to love one but eternally be rejected and consumed with this unrequited love. It's a story that you wouldn't think would have anything to do with the old man and the museum and yet Rhodes magically spins one lovers fairytale into one twisted darker tale, its done very subtly and very cleverly and I was hooked from the opening page until the last which I raced to towards the end as there is a rather gripping denouement within the final pages.

I do really enjoy Rhodes writing as I have probably mentioned several times before. I like the mixture of the dark bleakness and the light humorous tones that he uses. This book has me laughing out loud at several points and what sometimes makes the laughter all the better (and harder) is that you're often laughing at things you know you shouldn't. I love all of his characters even if I am not meant to like them and in this book even the smallest characters get a full back story. An example would be the woman who gets the old man to meet his current boss. A girl who grows up beautiful and laughing that even when she gets hit buy a car the street hear her laughing as she flies off the bonnet and even when she is lying broken on the road giggling that `at least she's not dead'.

Its like little adult fairytales mixed in with two bigger tales that come together,if you haven't read any Rhodes do give him a whirl, I think the best way to explain him is that he is like a modern singular Grimm brother writing fairytales and fables for adults. I think his work is fantastic.

Little Hands Clapping is a novel that is quite unlike anything I've read recently. Told as a dark fairy tale, it has been compared to the movies of Tim Burton - although I am not sure the comparison is entirely valid.

Largely set in a Museum of Suicides in Germany, it tells the stories of the old man who works there, a doctor, a young couple of unusually beautiful villagers in Portugal, and various other people. Some drift in and out of the story in a quick dash of fairy tale prettiness, others appear again and again.

Throughout the book, a musical voice is maintained. Stories move quickly through plot, and the characters are archetypal (though not necessarily archetypes you've encountered before in fairy tales), simple, and all the more beautiful to read about because of that. The one thing that cannot be found in this story is a hero. Every character in this story has something dark or quirky or twisted in them, or in their past. No one is simply heroic.

Compared to Tim Burton's movies, this book is much more willing to break taboos, and when its characters are perverted, they are perverted to a point that not everyone may be comfortable with. Which is not to say that the book ever approaches the effect that someone like Glen Duncan can have - in Little Hands Clapping, the horrors of sinister minds are dealt with in a quaintified, pretty way, perhaps delving into the Gothic and magical realism, but never handled as complex psychological, harrowing, real world matters. And it gets away with it.

Perhaps fittingly, then, the theme of the book is beauty. Above all else, there is beauty, and the alluring, mesmerising effect it has. Two of the main characters are iconic beauties. Another character has such heartbreaking beauty that no one can refuse her. Another character has such sad beauty that a thousand men are touched to the point where it changes their lives. Another beauty crushes the life out of one of the main characters, and his own subsequent actions are driven by a beautiful peace he feels inside when he does certain things... With beauty as main theme, is it any wonder that the writing is also intentionally achingly beautiful? Tim Burton, Jean-Pierre Jeunet, Guillermo Del Toro - they are all well known for painting stunningly beautiful pictures on the silver screen. Dan Rhodes does the same on the page, with musical, melodic writing, and a fair dose of cruelty - for cruelty, too, can be mesmerisingly beautiful at times.

In the Museum of Suicide lives an Old Man. By day he shepherds the occasional visitors about the exhibits and by night he removes the corpses of the suicides, who have misguidedly decided that they want to die in a place that understands their emotional state. He is aided by Doctor Frohlicher; who takes the corpses away at night and stores them in his garage, before eating them with his dog.

Somewhere in Portugal two beautiful children are born, Mauro and Madalena. Immediately the people of their town know they should be together, but as they grow older it becomes apparent that Mauro is world class beautiful, whereas Madalena is only small town beautiful, and so inevitably she is drawn to the Museum of Suicide, the Old Man and an appointment with Doctor Frohlicher.

Dan Rhodes knows his audience and unashamedly writes for them. This book is dark - gleefully so. There is no doubt that Rhodes is striving to be odd, but he manages this for the most part without feeling contrived.

It's a pleasure to read a book in which the parameters are so clearly defined. From the first page you know what you are going to get; if you enjoy the blackest of humour then you are in safe hands. Rhodes revels in his strangeness and in places is very funny indeed.

Each character has an extensive, quirky back-story and the majority of these histories are brilliant, however, the depth of these character studies is one of the few weaknesses in the book. Rhodes had so much pleasure in creating these grotesque people, that in a few cases he sacrificed relevance and plot progression for maximum weirdness.

The other small problem is one of tone. At times I felt I was reading a YA book and not the adult book intended. It may be the simplicity of his writing style or the mythical quality, but Rhodes seems to acknowledge the problem and occasionally pulls the book back into adult territory with a piece of real horror or a swearword. There isn't necessarily a problem with this, but it did pull me out of the narrative on occasion.

That said, this is a gruesomely enjoyable book and I sped through it with a twisted smile on my face. If you enjoy Tim Burton or Neil Gaiman then you will love it.

In many ways this is typical Rhodes - the fairytale format that allows him to mix real and fantastic, to create archetypal characters and to point morals. And it has his usual seamlessly flowing style, though the humour is more gothic than usual. In fact there's no point in denying that the subject matter will be too gruesome for some tastes: the doctor, one of his two main characters, has a hobby which is taboo in all civilised societies and tends to make people feel ill.

The other main character, the "old man", is perhaps Rhodes' most sinister creation ever: a sort of anti-life force who does great harm by doing nothing, by refusing to involve himself with others or care what happens to them. By far the most shocking act in the book occurs early on and is by no means the most gruesome; basically someone suffers greatly because the old man can't be bothered to get out of bed.

It's hard to review this while avoiding spoilers, which would ruin the first reading for many. Sticking to generalities, I'll say that it is often very funny, though I do think Frau Klopstock and everything to do with her is rather too obviously created for laughs. And it draws its various fairytale archetypes and plots together convincingly and arrestingly, you can't stop reading.

If I don't quite give it a 5, it is partly because the gruesomeness seems to me sometimes overdone for comic effect, but mostly because the one thing that doesn't quite come together for me is the centrality of the Hamelin reference. This tale gives the book its title, but if it is pivotal I am not sure how or why. The quote depends on a version or interpretation of the Hamelin story that is new to me; in the Browning version, which is the one we all know, the children who go into the mountain with the piper are blessed, going to a happy place, though their parents of course are bereft. In fact Browning shows the one who got away, the lame boy who can't follow the rest, as living a long life and always regretting his failure to get into the magic mountain with his friends. In Rhodes's version this isn't so, the children's happiness gives way to fear and confusion. This chimes with the book's basic message, the moral of its story, which I won't go into except to say that for my money another fairytale would have suited it better as a motif, that of the Bremer Stadtmusikanten with their mantra "you can always find something better than death".

I think the reason for the subversion may well be that this is Rhodes's first book since becoming a parent. One thing that comes through this book is the terror of all parents lest something should happen to their children, and the responsibility they inevitably feel for said children's happiness. There's a great deal to like about it as a book, and he uses the fairytale genre cleverly, as often before, in order to let him do things another genre would not accommodate. But the one thing fairytale does need is a sense of inevitability, of all the elements dovetailing just so, and Hamelin, for me, doesn't quite. It does show Rhodes as a major writer though.

I really loved this book! Funny, gothic, original; I can't really fault it. Dark themes but deceptively simple style. Really good fun read especially if you like quirky books. I just went out and bought everything Dan Rhodes has written, and I rarely do that for any author.

In Little Hands Clapping, we delve into the weird and darkly wonderful world of Dan Rhodes, where Museums are dedicated to suicide and their curators eat little more than crackers, cake and spiders; Doctors are - at least in one instance - cannibals; and love can conquer, or destroy, all.

The story follows various seemingly unconnected stories, some of which span the entire novel, eventually gravitating towards the previously mentioned Museum of Suicide; and some that pop up almost randomly throughout the novel, like windows into the bizarre world of Rhodes.

As with Gold, a previous Dan Rhodes novel I reviewed, Little Hands Clapping is fairly lacking in the plot department. The blurb tells us that the characters of the book will be caught up in a crime that will shock the world... OK, so it is a pretty bad crime, but one that becomes apparent very early on in the novel and there is never a real shock involved. The most important aspect of the book is the highly descriptive and downright beautiful prose. Without Rhodes' exemplary way with words, Little Hands Clapping would be a dull and wholly pointless little book, but instead it is transformed into a sweet, funny and mildly macabre novel, which was a real treat to read.

Dan Rhodes' style of writing has often been called 'lad lit', but I don't see it that way. I think its whimsical, plodding nature would make it more a choice for the art/drama student, rather than your typical Bravo Two-Zero 'lad'. Either way, Little Hands Clapping is a bizarre, sometimes melancholy, but thoroughly enjoyable, if unconventional, novel.

Recommended.

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This is the first book I have read for Dan Rhodes and now I am kicking myself that I haven't read any before. Little Hands Clapping is inhabited by a mixture of dark characters with flashes of humanity, centred around a museum that intends to show those about to end it all the error of their ways, a high-minded aim that is utterly fails in due to it's bizarrely morbid exhibits. I won't spoil the plot but I found Rhodes style to flow easily and I read the book very quickly, I was utterly drawn into his world and found it very entertaining, whilst feeling that when the characters acted "normally" I felt it was strange and not the other way around! I really recommend this book, it's very entertaining and witty and also touching too.

It's hard to add much to many of the glowing reviews already listed on here.
This was brilliant, perhaps the book I've most enjoyed so far this year.

I am new to Dan Rhodes but absolutely love his style of writing - tragic and sad, yet balanced beautifully with fantastic humour and poignancy.

I really enjoyed this book. It's such a page turner that I read it in two sittings. I read it on the strength of 'This is Life' and found that the structure is similar, in that it is a woven-together set of plot strands. At several points I felt that I had to go back to see of I had missed the relevance of something, but once I trusted the structure the novel flowed.
The subject matter is very dark, yet Dan Rhodes manages to make some of it funny. There are many messages about death and suicide that run through the novel, but the overarching message it left me with was that everyone has their own dark secrets, and are perhaps worrying every day about them - and how they will be punished.
Now I'm getting used to Rhodes' style of writing I'll be reading more of his work.