34 Asymmetry by Lisa Halliday – this is quite a deceptive novel, it appears to be about one thing but is really about something quite different. It’s had a lot of publicity outside the literary pages because Lisa Halliday famously had an affair with Philip Roth, when she was in her twenties and he was at last 50 years older. The book is divided into three sections, the first ‘Folly’ appears to tell the story of that relationship. However, the female character’s name Alice, as well as explicit references to Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass pointed to a different approach to what story is being told. ‘Folly’ takes place a few years after 9/11, although it represents a relationship that mirrors Roth’s and Halliday’s, the story seemed equally (perhaps more so) a device for the exploration of a range of issues, some exclusively literary, others more broadly political. So, over its course the novel contained reflections on: the process of writing, who writes and about what, as well as Bloom’s ‘Anxiety of Influence’ – what’s already been written in the same tradition and its impact on writers starting out. It also examined the act of reading and related questions about identification and the possibility of empathy. Alongside these concerns there were those of relations of power: gender, West versus East, age versus youth, who we can/can’t speak for and so on. Some of these considerations were explicit, others embedded in the text, still others only became clear in the book’s final section. Influence, for example, was partially represented by the books that Alice’s lover, Ezra, gives her, all ones he might have read when younger, none of them recent works. They’re all part of a particular Western canon, the authors predominantly male, predominately white. Alice starts to think in ways that are filtered by these- she reads about Primo Levi’s time in Auschwitz and the set up in the gas chambers, and in the following scene, when a blackout causes New York’s air conditioning to fail, she notes that the heat is ‘seeping and sinister…like gas filling a chamber’; her unsettling comparison seemed designed to provoke questions about her capacity as a reader (and budding writer) for empathy and understanding.
The whole of the first section is littered with small phrases, snippets of scenes that are clues to the novel as a whole: all of these took on even more significance when the first section ended and everything abruptly switched. The setting moved from New York, and from Alice’s distanced, third-person perspective to a first-person account by a totally different, seemingly unrelated character. The structure of the novel, and the way that ideas are introduced, meant that it demanded close reading, the second section alluded to elements of the first section, which could easily be missed – I probably missed a lot. The third section tied the preceding parallel narratives together but, again, only if read very carefully.
Ultimately, I thought it was a very clever, very elegant and complex literary work, unlike other novels I’ve read recently I thought that Halliday’s style and approach worked almost seamlessly. In many ways it’s quite a conventional, self-consciously ‘academic’ piece which I don’t tend to like in fiction form. My usual response is - if you want to write an essay in novel form, why not just write an essay? (One of the reasons I dislike Rachel Cusk’s recent work so much.) However, Asymmetry manages to be both novel and idea, it was so well constructed and written and teased out so many contemporary issues – some of which I can’t mention without spoilers – that despite my resistance I was won over by it. I particularly liked the sense that Halliday was aware of her own contradictions, including being open to the possible accusation of ‘self-indulgence’, as well as the way she defuses any claims to representing universal experience. In addition to some of its central ‘political’ and literary concerns, Asymmetry invoked debates over gender as well as ‘cultural appropriation’ - such as the controversy sparked by some of Lionel Shriver’s recent comments and articles. I thought it was a really impressive novel.