Time On My Hands - A Novel With Photographs | |||||
Peter Delacorte | |||||
Washington Square Press, 397 pages | |||||
A review by David Soyka
Gabriel Prince writes for a snobbish high-style travel guide. In the course
of researching new out-of-the-way attractions and restaurants in Paris, he has
a (seemingly) chance encounter with quantum physicist Jaspar Hudnut, during
which they discuss their mutual dislike for the politics and cultural zeitgeist
of the United States presidency of Ronald Reagan during the 80s. Now it just so
happens that Hudnut has a time machine in his possession (not of his own
manufacture, but one he "found" abandoned by a time traveller from the
future). The 72-year-old Hudnut himself is not able to use the machine -- he
suffers a debilitating headache when he makes even short hops back in
time. This may be due to his age, which, moreover, also makes him unsuited
to the particular task he proposes for Gabriel:
Go back to pre-World War Hollywood, hook-up with then aspiring B-actor (and
then political liberal) Ronald Reagan, and somehow derail events to forestall
his eventual more successful career as a darling of Republican right-wing politics
and two-term resident of the White House.
Now, the first thing you're going to ask is, "Aren't there more catastrophic
historical events that you might want to throw a monkey wrench into, like,
say Hitler?" Delacorte doesn't ignore this issue, though I don't know if the
explanation is entirely satisfactory. Similarly, he addresses all the problems
of time travel -- e.g. can you go back in time and meet yourself?, what other
events back in your own time (such as your own birth) might inadvertently be
changed by your presence in the past?, if you've been back to the past, hasn't
that already happened, and hasn't that already dictated how things have happened,
so how can you change them? -- with talk of "parallel timelines" and "quantum bleeds"
that offers the same superficial logic of a Star Trek episode.
No matter. All that stuff is beside the point, which is to tell an engaging
"what if" story that is highly entertaining. Reagan serves as a figure we all
know as a caricature of considerably less-than-deep thinking naïvete, and it's
fun to see him depicted as the earnest nice-guy actor he probably once was. Actually,
Reagan is incidental to the more central plotline of Gabriel falling in love
with Hudnut's niece, Lorna, herself an aspiring actress whose initial early accidental
death (in two different timelines) is averted at least twice by Gabriel's knowing intervention.
Of course, money is not a problem because Gabriel can finance himself quite nicely
by knowing beforehand which horse is going to win (a time-honored time travel
motif). But to meet and befriend Reagan, Gabriel becomes a script writer for Warner
Brothers (at which he is very successful in part by cribbing ideas for movies that
haven't been made yet). His lack of a verifiable past (because his past is the
future), however, becomes a problem. Equally problematical is the question of how
you tell the woman you love that you are not quite what you seem to be. Further
complicating matters is that the original owner of the time machine has come back
to find you and get his property back.
I don't want to give much more away than that, other than to note that the full meaning
of the title, as well as what at first seems the somewhat irrelevant placing of
period photographs throughout the novel, doesn't become apparent until the very last chapter.
Which, by the way, may not be the end of Gabriel Prince and his travels, as well
as questions as to how his actions affect historical outcomes. The Washington
Square Press paperback edition contains a Reading Group Guide that would
otherwise be disposable (it sounds like the typical English teacher Q & A)
except for a short interview with Delacorte in which he hints at a sequel.
Here's a storyline I'd like to see: while Gabriel has saved the U.S. from the
Reagan years, a certain Arkansas governor with bad taste in extra-marital
girlfriends still becomes President and still manages to get himself
impeached. To save us all the national embarrassment of our current political
comedy, Hudnut sends Gabriel back in time to befriend Hilary Rodham and warn her
that new boyfriend Bill has a straying eye. When that doesn't work, he goes
forward in time to date Monica Lewinsky and advise her on the need to
regularly dry clean her dresses...
P.S.: If you're looking for alternate-history fantasy that features a truly
monumentally dark and tragic Presidential figure, do yourself a favor and
read Robert Coover's The Public Burning. Told in alternating chapters
of third person narration and the first person voice of Richard Nixon, the novel
invents a fantastical post-World War II America in which there literally is an
Uncle Sam whose Sons of Light -- headed up by Dwight D. Eisenhower -- are embattled
against the Phantom (Stalin) and his Legions of Darkness. In seeking to uncover
Legion subversives in their own midst, Uncle Sam's Top Cop (J. Edgar Hoover) decides
to make an example of suspected agents Julius and Ethel Rosenberg. The machinations
of putting the Rosenbergs on trial -- particularly Nixon's politically ambitious
and ideological part in this carefully orchestrated political theater -- culminate
in the Rosenberg's public execution in Times Square. A fascinating and hilarious
parable of the McCarthy years that is all the more disturbing for the
considerable truth it conveys through the art of fiction.
David Soyka is a former journalist and college teacher who writes the occasional short story and freelance article. He makes a living writing corporate marketing communications, which is a kind of fiction without the art. |
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