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Emperor of Ocean Park by Stephen L. Carter Rating: ••• (Recommended) |
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No Clothes Yale University law professor Stephen L.
Carter presents his first work of fiction with The
Emperor of Ocean Park. Over the course of 650 pages, Carter presents a
lengthy legal thriller that moves in a plodding manner that doesn’t encourage
rapid page turning. I put the book down halfway through to take a breather
that lasted several weeks. The narrator, Talcott Garland, is a law professor
at a prestigious university. Through his eyes, readers enter the world of Black
professionals and their networks of relationships. Tal’s father, Oliver, was
a judge who was denied a seat on the Supreme Court when his confirmation
hearings disclosed possible ties to an organized crime figure. The judge
spent the years following as a popular speaker on the conservative talk
circuit. The Emperor of Ocean Park begins with the judge’s mysterious death,
and plods along as Tal tries to figure out what happened. A chess motif makes
the structure of the book interesting, especially to serious chess fans. Here’s
an excerpt of what to expect, from a section about two hundred pages in that
describes the title. Addison and Marish are Tal’s siblings. Jack is the
organized crime figure and Greg was Judge Oliver Garland’s aide who disclosed
at the confirmation hearings that there had been contact between Jack and the
judge. “Some years ago,
on the tenth anniversary of my father’s humiliation, Time did a story
about his life since leaving the bench. The two-page spread, revisited his
angry books, quoted some of his stump speeches, and, in the interest of
journalistic balance, gave some of his old enemies the chance to take fresh
shots at him. Jack Zieglar’s name was mentioned three times, Addison’s twice,
mine once, Mariah’s not at all, although her husband’s was, which seemed to
displease her. A sidebar summarized the post-hearing life of Greg Haramoto,
who, like my father, refused to be interviewed. But the main theme of the
story was that, despite the frenetic activity that marked his days, my father
was far lonelier than even many of his friends realized. The magazine noted
that he was spending more and more time ‘at his summer home in Oak Bluffs,’
nearly always by himself, and although Time made the house sound far
grander than it is (‘a five-bedroom cottage on the water’) and also got its
name wrong (‘known to friends and family as simply “The Vineyard House”’),
the article caught the tenor of his life exactly. The piece was titled, with
faint, depressing irony, ‘The Emperor of Ocean Park.’ I was aghast and Mariah
was furious. Addison, of course, could not be reached. As for my father, he shrugged
it off, or pretended to: ‘The media,’ he said to me at Shepherd Street, ‘are
all run by liberals. White liberals. Of course they are out to destroy
me, because I know them for what they are. You see, Talcott, white liberals
disapprove of black people they cannot control. My very existence is an
affront to them.’ And returned to the reassuring pages of his National
Review.” Considering the $4 million advance that
Carter received for this novel and one to follow, readers deserve more than
this book offers. Character names are a joke, including: the cleric, Father
Freeman Bishop; Tal’s friend Rob Saltpeter; his son Bentley; a judge named
Theo Mountain. Carter’s editor must have decided that at 650 pages, the
publisher was getting more for their money, and little discipline was
exercised in eliminating wasteful, unnecessary exposition and dialogue. Despite
the length, readers close the book learning not as much as they want about
key characters, their motivation and their humanity. Too many characters are
one-dimensional. Every two hundred pages, the book earned
another star, ending with a recommended rating. There was thought put into
this book, and racial dynamics are exposed and described with clarity. If you
can get through the first half of The Emperor
of Ocean Park, go ahead to the finish line. Steve Hopkins, September 4, 2002 |
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ã 2002 Hopkins and Company, LLC The
recommendation rating for this book appeared in the October 2002
issue of Executive
Times For
Reprint Permission, Contact: Hopkins
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