Four of Fools by Evelin Sullivan
Review by Diane Wilkes
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Always on the lookout for tarot-related fiction, I was thrilled
to discover
a hardcover version of Four of Fools in the bargain bin. The
description
on the flyleaf not only mentioned tarot, but one of the
characters is
trying to research synchronicity through tarot and other methods.
But I was also a bit hesitant to actually start the book. I've
been burned
before, with books displaying tarot images on the cover and maybe
having
one or two sentences having anything whatever to do with the
cards,
symbols, or meaning.
This book, more than any I've read, contains specific tarot
imagery, both
overt and indirect, as well as several card readings. Ironically,
this
diverted me somewhat from being really engaged in the plot, as I
was
constantly going into reveries regarding different subtle
references to
cards and images.
Speaking of plot, three Americans go to Italy: Vida, to write
about
Geoffrey Fry, the man working on the theory of coincidence, John,
her
husband, a defrocked (okay, derobed) history professor, and their
friend,
Jim, who is always up for adventure. But nothing is as it seems
about any
of the characters (the four Fools), and the last 70 pages,
perhaps because
the tarot imagery is more hidden, are quite gripping.
Ms. Sullivan understands a great deal about the mystery of tarot.
I didn't
want to shake her and say, "Why on earth would you say that
about (insert
name of card here)," as I so often do when reading fiction
with a tarot
theme.
My only gripe is personal, not professional; there seemed to be a
degradation of the human spirit that I deplore when I come across
in
novels; still, unlike Lorrie Moore and Mary Gaitskill, who come
to mind as
authors who create unmemorable, mildly foul characters, the
antagonist is
unique and powerfully despicable, once you realize who it is.
Excerpt
"I had never seen tarot cards,
and I was fascinated by their colorful
iconography, the wealth of symbols and attitudes of the figures.
The card
that first caught my attention depicted a figure sitting up in
bed and
covering its face with both hands as if consumed by the deepest
sorrow.
Mounted horizontally behind the figure was a grid of broadswords.
Another
sword card showed a man holding three swords while the swords of
two men in
the background were lying on the ground. But two other cards,
both in the
vertical row, arrested my roaming eye. One garishly depicted the
devil,
all hair and horns and malice, seated on a throne, the chained,
naked
figures of a man and a woman at his feet; the other showed a
young man in a
short tunic and soft boots, carrying a satchel on a stick on his
shoulder
and a rose in his raised hand. He was light-footed, frozen in a
skip or
dance; his eyes were on the sky, but at his feet was a precipice
and one
step further would propel him off the edge of the cliff. It
seemed to me
that these were not happy cards and I felt the stirring of a
superstitious
regret at having asked, of all possible things, a question about
happiness."
p. 85, Four of Fools
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Diane Wilkes
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