The Little Stranger (Sarah Waters, 2009)
The following response to the book contains
significant plot details.
There’s nothing like
doing an English literature degree for dampening your love of reading novels.
And nothing like doing a PhD and the subsequent years of futile academic
jobhunting to stamp it out altogether. (That’s how it was in my circumstances,
anyway, and I commend anyone who refuses to let that happen.) Having said
goodbye to that career path and clawed back my health, I’ve been slowly and
with difficulty overcoming the guilt of not working every minute of every day
and am reading the books that have for years been silently
screaming for me to wipe off the dust and give them a good going through. One
of those books is Sarah Waters’s The
Little Stranger (Virago, 2009), which I’m excited to have learned is being
adapted as a feature film directed by
Lenny Abrahamson – whose work I greatly admire – due out later in 2018. What a
gripping, carefully-written tale it is. And what an underlying scathing
examination of male self-entitlement and privilege the book presents through
its narrator, Dr Faraday, who is unwittingly central to the paranormal activity
that destroys the last vestiges of an old upper-class family.
Virago book cover |
In the summer of 1947,
Warwickshire country doctor, Faraday, becomes entangled in the fates of
Hundreds Hall and its inhabitants, Mrs Ayres and her adult children, Caroline
and Roderick, who are the last generation of 200 years of the family’s
occupation of the big house. There are hints throughout Faraday’s recollections
that his lasting impression from when he visited with his servant mother as a 10-year-old
boy in the 1910s are at the heart of the trouble the family experiences. To an
extent, in the end Faraday gets what he unconsciously most desires: unbridled
access to the decaying house with the key he cut for himself. As a child, he wanted
ownership, laying claim to part of it by cutting loose an acorn wall
decoration, much to the shame of his mother who was nursemaid to Susan, the first
child of Colonel and Mrs Ayres.
Having attended a
county fĂªte at Hundreds while his mother worked there, the book gives early clues
that the little stranger of the title is Faraday and not the malevolent spirit
of Susan as many characters suspect due to the nature of the strange
occurrences that escalate across the year in which Faraday becomes involved in
the household. Susan became ill and died, perhaps, unbeknownst to him, due to
the young Faraday’s unconscious manifestations which are most clearly
attributable to him as the final tragedy occurs, and when he senses a presence
long afterwards only to be confronted with his own reflection when he is
finally an inheritor of sorts of the house. Before that, in explicitly becoming
the family’s self-made and designated hero while they fall increasingly into illness
and states of victimhood – which Caroline strongly resists to her bitter,
horrific end – Faraday’s narrative is implicitly one of the long-term, undetected
abuser willing to go to any lengths to get what he wants, whether he realizes
it or not.
It is the sensitivity
of Betty, aged around 13 or 14 when she begins work as the hall’s only live-in
help, to the dormant ‘bad thing’ in the house that draws Faraday out in the
first place. She and Mrs Bazeley, the daily woman, consistently refer to the
presence with male pronouns even when Mrs Ayres comes to believe that it is
Susan, who died before Caroline and Roderick were born. And it transpires that
they were only brought into being to help Mrs Ayres get over the loss of the
child she adored. (The difficulty of considering Susan as their sister is
touched on.) This is a loss which occurred not long after the young Faraday’s
initial destructive visit to Hundreds, and a loss which made his nursemaid
mother’s services no longer required. That the projections materialize in ways
that cast suspicion on Susan’s ‘ghost’ (such as the childlike scribbles of
SUKEY, her nickname, emerging from under the paintwork) suggest a jealous,
resentful diversion on the part of his subconscious. The deaths of Faraday’s
parents, Susan and Colonel Ayres during the early part of his life also
indicate a complicated inter-family, inter-class Oedipus complex in which the
young Faraday’s phantasmal projections attempt to eliminate every person who
prevents him from becoming master of the house, initially as Susan’s
replacement, then as the Colonel’s, and then as Roderick’s by becoming
Caroline’s husband.
Faraday convinces
himself that he loves Caroline, when, reading between the lines of his
earnestly-written text, it is in fact the house and all it represents that he
wants to preserve and have as his own. This doctor of working-class roots with
notions of grandeur is unwilling to accept in the way the Ayres family do that
they and Hundreds are relics of a past that has no place or function in a
post-World War II England with a Labour government redistributing wealth to
rebuild the country. Caroline realistically and maturely knows that the way of
life she was born into is becoming extinct. When she becomes
free of familial binds, she makes full preparations to sell up and leave,
planning to send for her brother – incarcerated in a mental institution by
Faraday when Roderick’s attempts to stave off the malevolent presence in the
house overcome him – when she is settled elsewhere and he is recovered.
Caroline throughout is
hindered by her position, not only as the daughter and inheritor of this dying,
decrepit legacy, but as a free-spirited woman who had a full, useful working
life with the Wrens during World War II, only to become her
injured brother’s carer in its aftermath. She apologetically believes that she
led Faraday to think she was as keen on their union as him – or so he indicates
in what he quotes her as saying. However, she never once consents, but rather succumbs, to his actions towards her. Every time she says no, he approaches and
stifles her and often she physically pushes him away or retreats in fear after
her lack of consent is ignored. An example is the upsetting near-rape in his
car when he’s driving her home late at night after a dance at which she had
enjoyed herself with people her own age while he seethed with jealousy and
overreacted to a colleague’s assumptions about his relationship with Caroline.
Having enjoyed her night of freedom and letting off steam, and not wanting to
return to the house that was such a source of restriction and endless duty and
chores for this 27-year-old woman, she asks Faraday (perhaps around 13-15 years
her senior) to stop somewhere quiet for a cigarette. Sensing a more sexually-forward
suggestion, he pulls in somewhere quiet and remote – the place in which he
would later have a fitful night’s sleep, dreaming his entry into the house the
night Caroline falls to her death after seeing someone she recognizes on what
ought to have been their wedding night.
On the chilly night in
January some months before, he immediately begins an aggressive sexual advance
that Caroline fights off in an uncomfortable scuffle. Even his later marriage
proposal is anything but. Needing the comfort of a friend when the issues in
the house escalate with concerted attacks on her mother, Caroline becomes more
physically open. That is, she takes his hand and rests her wearying head on his
shoulder, at which he decides they are to be married and pushes the issue,
including announcing it to everyone he meets even though it’s clear she’s got
more pressing concerns and needs space. While she exhibits great affection for
Faraday, she seems to only go along with the idea of marrying him as he has
made an impression on colleagues in London who effectively offer him a
position, and she sees the potential for a new life far away from Hundreds and
its pressures. But his ambitions lie elsewhere; her spirits fall again when he
won’t entertain the idea, and it becomes clear life with him means never
leaving the Hall and becoming a
put-upon country doctor’s wife like the others described by him as little more
than child-rearers and husband-facilitators.
It is possible that
Caroline suspects Faraday’s unwitting involvement in the house’s problems. She
echoed my suspicions around halfway through that the problems had equally begun
around the same time Faraday came on the scene when he implicates Betty as a
prankster by way of producing a rational explanation for the strange
happenings. It seems instead that it was Betty’s ability to perceive a
lingering dormant presence perhaps left behind from Faraday’s boyhood encounter
with the house that initiates the latest round of tragedies. Even the Colonel
had died of an aneurism in Faraday’s youth a few years after Susan, who died
not long after Faraday’s mother burned the acorn decoration he had prised from
the hall during the county fĂªte, thereby initiating the hall’s and the
family’s deterioration at his unwitting hands – the hands of someone striving
for social mobility. As Faraday himself points out in the final chapter, he and
Betty were the only survivors of the events at Hundreds that year. What he
doesn’t explicitly state is that they’re also both outsiders from the serving
class. Their combined paranormal abilities, his to project and hers to sense,
as indicated in the cracks in his sceptical text, finish off this family
representing the last bastion of the dominant British gentry while they instead thrive
in a new economic climate.
It is Faraday and his
fascination with the upper-class way of life the house represents but is
failing to uphold that brings its occupants’ downfalls, perhaps due to him
unconsciously considering himself at heart to have earned his belonging amongst
them. He is always conscious of his background and seems to resent it. By
implication of his dismay, it is the young adult generation of the gentry who
accept their fate and proactively try to take positive action to relinquish
past ties and become useful members of society, especially after having a taste
of this in contributing to the war effort. Overcoming his class restrictions to
become a good physician – at the expense in more ways than one of his father –
seems merely a stepping stone in the plans of his subconscious mind. He, too,
in a way falls victim to these plans, given that he is oblivious to the
possibilities of his own underlying ill-will towards anyone who gets in the way
of his occupation of Hundreds – to be ‘promoted’ to the upper class through
marriage – a marriage that would have been achieved due to him ingratiating
himself into the Ayres family by making himself indispensable as their
physician when they are at greatest need of help – a need he himself
unknowingly creates. Instead of becoming squire and master of the house as
planned, Faraday’s attempts to help inadvertently exposes the house and family
to the spectacle of the haunted old hall, left derelict, unsold and being
steadily consumed by its grounds.
The overall messages
in the book include an examination of class mobility – the potential
destructiveness of ‘bettering’ your class perhaps representing an anxiety at
the top that the only way is down. However, this is complexly integrated with a
man’s sense of self-entitlement so powerful that it violently destroys the
women in his life, skilfully written from an unwitting insider perspective in
Faraday as narrator attempting 3 years after the main events to understand the
story. His controlling self-entitlement does not allow the natural and accepted
decline or ‘demotion’ of class for Caroline as she is his ticket required for
entry.
The saddest part for
me is that Faraday throughout is repulsed by Caroline. As perceived by Dr
Seeley, a colleague Faraday views as a rival even though Seeley often
compliments his work, Mrs Ayres was a potential target for Faraday’s
affections. The descriptions of her in the early chapters denote attraction and
admiration for her upkeep of her looks compared to his disgust to the point of
irrational anger at Caroline’s lack of attention to her appearance. According
to his descriptions, which seem to be corroborated by the quoted remarks of
others, Caroline is ‘at best plain’. Her legs are unshaven, she wears no
make-up, wears practical, comfortable clothes, never brushes her hair, and seems
to be asexual – and possibly non-binary – in a world that has labelled her a
spinster at 27. She is strong, fit and tall, not a conventional, heavily
made-up 1940s beauty, and possesses a level head, a largely friendly, caring
nature with no tolerance for incompetence or time-wasting. Her dog, Gyp, was
her best companion, and the first to be disposed of by Faraday when, it seems,
the phantasm’s assaults on Roderick as master of the house failed, instead
transferring to the placid dog who responded by violently attacking a child
visiting the house.
Faraday attempts to
shut down Caroline’s investigation into the strange incidents, preventing her
from reading books on phantasmagoria. Explicitly, this comes from the side of
him that is a sceptical man of science. It is also likely due to possession
from his phantasm which doesn’t want to be caught out and stopped, as the
weaker-willed Roderick attempts to his detriment. I was going to suggest the
phantasm was behind Faraday’s often unreasonable – by his own admission –
responses to Caroline’s words and actions throughout the story, but this gives
the character a deflection, an out, when in fact his emotionally-manipulative tendencies
are that of what we would today consider a textbook abuser. Indeed, Faraday’s
descriptions of his own irrational anger and violent impulses, shocking even to
him, combined with the descriptions of his fitful dreams in which he imagines
himself in the house suggest that while in a hypnogogic state his phantasm
takes over to put in motion the events that put him in his 'rightful' place, explaining why strange things continue to happen even when he is
disengaged or absent from the house.
It is possible that
only-child Faraday’s spiteful phantasm targeted his own mother, who he
describes in the first chapter as having many miscarriages after his birth, the
last of which, when he was aged 15, killed her. That the women he claims to
care most about meet violent deaths involving excessive bodily harm signifies
an underlying misogyny in him of which he is oblivious and that emerges in
almost every one of his encounters with and descriptions of Caroline Ayres. By
his own admission, he also seems to have caused his father’s early death, as his
father had worked himself to the bone to fund his son’s medical education. In his
parents’ deaths and the miscarriages experienced by his mother, he effectively
‘kills off’ the lower working class at the same time as the upper class, paving
the way for gentrified middle and working classes as indicated in the final
chapter and his last encounter with Betty, now 16 with a boyfriend and a
factory job that grants her leisure time.
Making and often
acting on assumptions he projects onto others, and often creating
self-fulfilling prophecies like the morbid spectacle of Hundreds after Mrs
Ayres’s and Caroline’s perceived suicides, Faraday exhibits a chip on his
shoulder about his modest upbringing. He at times seems ashamed of his parents’
background as servants and labourers while also being irked when the Ayreses
appear (perhaps due to his own paranoia) to forget his roots, speaking to him
as an equal. He never comes across as proud of his achievements or thankful for
his father’s sacrifice for him, instead opting for self-loathing and ignoring
the career-building opportunities that come his way. Still, things work out for
him. His practice not only survives but thrives when the NHS is established in
1949, and he continues to freely access Hundreds Hall, not seemingly affected
by the traumatic loss of the family therein, but rather regretful at the
building’s deterioration.
For me, The Little Stranger begs the question of
who really presents society’s major problems. Is it the upper classes/the
wealthy, or men performing overbearing toxic masculinity? How much more
detrimental is it when the two are combined in some way? And even more so when
they are unaware of the utter wrongness of their own forceful actions? This
thoroughly-researched historically-set novel very much presents questions
highly pointed and relevant for twenty-first-century culture and society.
Reading The Little Stranger has rekindled in me a love
for devouring and talking about works of literature, but in reading it I’ve
also encountered a disappointment. I chose it above other books which have
languished unread in my possession for much longer because it was written by a
woman, and I wanted something different and unknown to me. Sadly – and I am
ashamed to admit this – it is the only non-academic book in my possession (not
counting what’s on the kindle app I haven’t touched for about 3 years) written
by a woman. (I gave my copy of Frankenstein
away last year and I’ve regretted it ever since.) I’m so bored with male
dominance that I can’t even bear to read books by authors I love. While The Little Stranger’s narrator is a man,
he tells his story with such an unwitting truth that it feels that only a woman
– specifically Sarah Waters – could provide his words. I am hungry for more, and very much looking forward to the adaptation.
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