Published: September 15, 2015
Every story has two sides. Every relationship has two perspectives. And sometimes, it turns out, the key to a great marriage is not its truths but its secrets. At the core of this rich, expansive, layered novel, Lauren Groff presents the story of one such marriage over the course of twenty-four years.
At age twenty-two, Lotto and Mathilde are tall, glamorous, madly in love, and destined for greatness. A decade later, their marriage is still the envy of their friends, but with an electric thrill we understand that things are even more complicated and remarkable than they have seemed.
I don’t know who they get to write the book “blurbs” but this one doesn’t give you a clue as to the real story of this book.
The book is divided in two parts: The Fates and the Furies. The Fates was Lotto’s story and the Fates was the point of view of Mathilde. It goes that way because Lotto is the simpler of the two, the grander, the more dramatic — the one whom fate (and the fortune of being born into wealth and privilege) had graced. It goes that way because Mathilde operates behind the scenes and in the shadows, keeps most of the secrets, and all of the worst ones. Because it is Lotto’s version of Mathilde we must see first in order to understand Mathilde’s version of Lotto.
By the end of Fates And Furies, we have seen both sides, maybe even all sides of Lotto and Mathilde. We’ve seen the man and the woman behind the man, borne witness to terrible truths brought forth for spite’s sake and watched a dark turn to furious vengeance when Mathilde (suddenly, but not at all uncharacteristically) goes full Lady MacBeth and scorches the very earth. We know their secrets. We know their fears. We know what they did behind closed doors (and ones just slightly ajar). And yet still we are left with one lingering question.
Whose tale do we believe?
Fantastic book. A MUST read.