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![]() Click for words events Mr. Postman FICTION REVIEW
Meet Albert Lippincott. Albert is a mailman. Albert is lonely. Albert is
a shadow.
Based in the fictional small town of Nestor, New York, J. Robert
Lennon's comically disorienting new novel follows its hero, Albert the
mailman, through a transitional stage of his life, when decisions must
be made and memories must be faced. We are privy to Albert's compulsive
addiction to reading other people's mail, to the history of his
humorously tragic love life, and to his drastically warped relationship
with his family. We see Albert desperate, aching and, most vividly,
alone. And it's funny. It's real funny.
Lennon hits the right notes with his descriptions of Albert's
idiosyncrasies, the entire bundle of neurotic sticks that he carries
with him all day, every day. Though the writing may have been a bit more
suitable if done in first-person, Lennon's use of third-person offers
insight into the other people of Nestor, those who live and breathe with
Albert himself.
The novel has a certain energy that glows between the lines, a
satisfying jolt that keeps the pages turning and the dialogue
interesting. Lennon, a McSweeney's fave, rolls snake eyes on some of his
comic musings, but most often is dead-on, and dead articulate. His
adoration for small-town life is prominent in his work, and told through
the actions of a softly maniacal mailman, the book strides towards the
promised land of sarcasm and criticism.
But Lennon doesn't keep his characters bitter. Albert longs for love
just as everybody else does. He needs companionship, a reason to be how
he is or, better yet, a reason to change. Lennon guides his character
through some rough waters, but ultimately places him in some wonderfully
affecting moments, where much can be learned from a gesture or phrase.
If Albert could keep his cool, even momentarily, things could end up
much better for him. Thankfully, that's nearly impossible, and what's
left to read is a dissection of how things fall apart, but can be put
back together again. After all, with the U.S. Postal Service, packages
are broken and taped back together all the time.
Mailman
By J. Robert Lennon
W.W. Norton & Company, 483 pages, $24.95
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