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Over twelve novels and two collections Lydia Millet has emerged as a major American novelist. Hailed as "a writer without limits" (Karen Russell) and "a stone-cold genius" (Jenny Offill), Millet makes fiction that vividly evokes the ties between people and other animals and the crisis of extinction.
Her exquisite new novel is the story of a man named Gil who walks from New York to Arizona to recover from a failed love. After he arrives, new neighbors move into the glass-walled house next door and his life begins to mesh with theirs. In this warmly textured, drily funny, and philosophical account of Gil's unexpected devotion to the family, Millet explores the uncanny territory where the self ends and community begins--what one person can do in a world beset by emergencies.
Dinosaurs is both sharp-edged and tender, an emotionally moving, intellectually resonant novel that asks: In the shadow of existential threat, where does hope live?
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- ISBN-13: 9781324021469
- ISBN-10: 1324021462
- Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
- Publish Date: October 2022
- Dimensions: 8.33 x 5.76 x 0.92 inches
- Shipping Weight: 0.78 pounds
- Page Count: 240
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Sooner or later, every thoughtful person who cares about making a difference is likely to wonder whether younger generations will view them as a dinosaur, stuck in the past, tethered to an outdated worldview. While they're being thoughtful, they could also spare a moment to consider the plight of other species, or to investigate the effect of their behavior on others. Lydia Millet has addressed these questions before, and she does so again in her novel Dinosaurs.
Gil is a 45-year-old bachelor whose soft-spoken manner belies a life of extremes. He's filthy rich, but the reason for his inherited wealth, as the novel slowly reveals, is not one that anybody would desire. A sense of noblesse oblige leads Gil, who has never had to work, to accept a series of volunteer jobs, such as helping out at a center for refugee families.
It's the late 2010s, and Gil is tired of his Manhattan life, where he "had nowhere to be and no one who needed him." He moves to Phoenix, which he does by walking there over five months. Next door to his Arizona property is a house whose side is made entirely of glass, affording him a clear view of the neighbors: financier Ted, psychotherapist Ardis and their two children, Tom and Clem.
Millet blends the stories of Gil's friendship with the family next door, particularly with younger child Tom, with tales of acquaintances from Gil's past. Among them are Van Alsten, a gleefully foulmouthed friend from New York days whose formerly carefree life has changed in profound ways; Lane, a scheming ex-girlfriend who dumped Gil for a cyclist; and a man connected to Gil's inheritance who unexpectedly emerges after decades of no contact.
Other present-day events further complicate Gil's life, from the relationships he forms through his volunteer work at a women's shelter he's funding, to the mystery of who is killing birds late at night outside his home.
A couple of later scenes go on too long, but even if, like Millet's other works, this novel is like a delicious meal that doesn't quite fill you up, it's still a feast worth tucking into. Millet makes critical points about American aggression, destructive attitudes toward wildlife and the American concept of freedom, "that sacred cow that was always invoked as an excuse for bad behavior." Dinosaurs is a bracing if subtle reminder that, in the absence of changes to old-fashioned ways, some people are just one good volcanic eruption from going the way of the dinosaur.
Sooner or later, every thoughtful person who cares about making a difference is likely to wonder whether younger generations will view them as a dinosaur, stuck in the past, tethered to an outdated worldview. While they're being thoughtful, they could also spare a moment to consider the plight of other species, or to investigate the effect of their behavior on others. Lydia Millet has addressed these questions before, and she does so again in her novel Dinosaurs.
Gil is a 45-year-old bachelor whose soft-spoken manner belies a life of extremes. He's filthy rich, but the reason for his inherited wealth, as the novel slowly reveals, is not one that anybody would desire. A sense of noblesse oblige leads Gil, who has never had to work, to accept a series of volunteer jobs, such as helping out at a center for refugee families.
It's the late 2010s, and Gil is tired of his Manhattan life, where he "had nowhere to be and no one who needed him." He moves to Phoenix, which he does by walking there over five months. Next door to his Arizona property is a house whose side is made entirely of glass, affording him a clear view of the neighbors: financier Ted, psychotherapist Ardis and their two children, Tom and Clem.
Millet blends the stories of Gil's friendship with the family next door, particularly with younger child Tom, with tales of acquaintances from Gil's past. Among them are Van Alsten, a gleefully foulmouthed friend from New York days whose formerly carefree life has changed in profound ways; Lane, a scheming ex-girlfriend who dumped Gil for a cyclist; and a man connected to Gil's inheritance who unexpectedly emerges after decades of no contact.
Other present-day events further complicate Gil's life, from the relationships he forms through his volunteer work at a women's shelter he's funding, to the mystery of who is killing birds late at night outside his home.
A couple of later scenes go on too long, but even if, like Millet's other works, this novel is like a delicious meal that doesn't quite fill you up, it's still a feast worth tucking into. Millet makes critical points about American aggression, destructive attitudes toward wildlife and the American concept of freedom, "that sacred cow that was always invoked as an excuse for bad behavior." Dinosaurs is a bracing if subtle reminder that, in the absence of changes to old-fashioned ways, some people are just one good volcanic eruption from going the way of the dinosaur.