The Last Brother – Book Review

And now I do what I did in my dream: I reach out my hand to David, close my eyes, and remember. – from The Last Brother, page 8 –

I was expecting that, at my great age, I would take an indulgent view of my life, knowing that regrets serve no purpose, that you need a lot of luck to fulfill your dreams, that the best way to live is to do your utmost at every moment and that so many things happen without us, even though we spend all our time scurrying like madmen, in the belief that we can make some difference. But when I recall those summer days in 1945, when I speak of David, my heart is heavy, my head teems, and I am so assailed by regrets that I could weep. – from The Last Brother, page 125 –

The Last Brother takes the reader to a remote island off the coast of Africa where in 1940 British officials deported more than 1,500 Jews (who were attempting to flee to Palestine), identifying them as illegal immigrants. On Mauritius, these refugees spent the rest of the war in a detainment camp in Beau-Bassin. Many succumbed to tropical diseases and inadequate food. In all, 128 people died on Mauritius and were buried in the Jewish section of the St. Martin cemetery.

The novel is narrated by Raj who is now seventy years old and facing his own mortality. He remembers when he was a nine year old boy in the summer of 1945, living in Beau-Bassin and grieving the tragic loss of his two brothers. Ignorant of the war, the pograms and the death camps, he has little understanding of the people who live in the prison where his father works as a guard. Then one day, after suffering a brutal battering from his abusive father, Raj finds himself in the hospital within the prison walls. There he meets David, a ten year old Jewish boy who is one of the detainees. The two become fast friends. But when Raj heals, he is sent home to his mother, leaving David behind. When a tropical storm strikes the island, fate offers Raj the opportunity to free his friend…but, freedom comes at a cost.

The Last Brother is a haunting novel which has been beautifully translated from the French by Geoffrey Strachan. This book demonstrates the redemptive value of stories, how telling a story can somehow bring healing to our broken hearts. Nathacha Appanah explores grief, loss, loneliness, domestic violence, and the loss of childhood innocence. Her language is evocative and lyrical, heartbreaking and joyous. When Raj’s brothers are swept away in a mudslide, Raj and his mother carry the silent grief of loss within their hearts. It is this loss which informs Raj’s life, draws him to David, and remains with him forever.

Like me, my mother carried the deaths of Anil and Vinod within her, throughout her life, and, like me, she was never able to put this bereavement into words. You can say you are an orphan, or a widow or a widower, but when you have lost two sons on the same day, two beloved brothers on the same day, what are you? What word is there to say what you have become? Such a word would have helped us, we would have known precisely what we were suffering from when tears came inexplicably to our eyes and when, years later, all it took was a smell, a color, a taste in the mouth, to plunge us into sadness once more, such a word could have described us, excused us and everyone would have understood. – from The Last Brother, page 76 –

Raj’s story ultimately serves as a witness to the memory of those who lost their lives on Mauritius during a mostly ignored period in British history. Like the boy Raj, many people are ignorant of the thousands who were left on a remote island and more or less forgotten about for five years. Through the eyes of a child, the story somehow seems that much more horrific.

The novel spans less than 200 pages, and yet when I turned the last page I found myself moved by its powerful images and elegantly wrought prose. The Last Brother is a heartbreaking book, but in the end it is a reminder not to close our eyes to history, but to learn from it.  This is a novel which I will not soon forget.

Highly recommended.

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    • Kailana on February 21, 2011 at 20:30

    Sounds intriguing! Glad you liked it!

    • Amused on February 21, 2011 at 20:47

    This is the first review of this book that has made me want to run out and buy this one. Now I need it!

  1. I’m with “Amused”. I’ve seen a few GOOD reviews that have made me slightly interested in the book but I’m totally sold on your review. Thanks for that!

  2. wow! The setting and story sound gripping — I hadn’t known about this piece of history.

    Your reminder to ‘not close our eyes to history, but to learn from it’ is applicable to so much in this world.

  3. I love that some many forgotten parts of history are coming to life in works of fiction. This sounds fascinating.

    • zibilee on February 22, 2011 at 06:49

    I love the sound of this book. It seems powerful and haunting, and the fact that it resonated so deeply with you really makes an impression on me. I don’t think I have read anything on this subject, and now I really want to check this one out. Thanks!

  4. Glad that you found it as moving as I did. Great review – that quoted part is just one of many incredibly well-written, poetic passages that I just ate up.

  5. You know how much I love unforgettable, haunting novels! Thank you for introducing me to this one – I’m going to have to read it 🙂

  6. I loved the fact that it highlight a little known piece of history and the two boys kinship was so touching this book was one of my favourites of last year ,it made you realise how hard it was for some people post war ,all the best stu

    • Aths on February 22, 2011 at 18:12

    I’ve heard about this book once before and then forgot all about it. Thanks for reminding me all over again! I have this on my wishlist!

    • Wendy on February 25, 2011 at 09:49

    Kailana: Thanks 🙂

    Amused: Oh, I hope you will read it – I think you would love it!

    Pam: You’re welcome! Glad I am tempting you both 🙂

    Dawn: I agree – there is so much we can learn from our past “mistakes” and yet so rarely do the leaders seem to do this.

    Kathy: I love historical fiction for just that reason.

    Heather: you’re welcome – I think you’d like this one.

    Topher: I had so many passages marked in this one! LOL! The writing was superb, wasn’t it?

    Jackie: Oh this is one you would love – trust me, read it!!!

    Stu: Glad to hear from another reader who loved this one. It was so beautifully written (and translated)

    Aths: You’re welcome! Hope you’ll get a chance to experience the book!

    • Lesley on February 25, 2011 at 12:51

    Everytime I think I’ve heard of all the tragedies and atrocities committed during WWII, a book comes along with yet another. I’m glad, especially now as that generation is getting older and another generation is upon us for whom the war is ever more distant, that there are books like these to remind us of what can never be forgotten.

    • Wendy on February 28, 2011 at 08:25

    Lesley: I know what you mean. I love that fiction is a way of educating people about history in a way that is very accessible.

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