Richard Flanagan has catapulted up my list of favourite Australian authors after reading Gould’s Book of Fish. This novel is crazy and quirky but at the same time includes serious themes. The writing is amazing and I feel the characters that populate the story embody the types you would have seen in Australia’s convict era.
Flanagan is daring us to believe in his story by increasingly making it more crazy and ethereal, culminating in the main character, William Gould, turning into a fish by the end of the novel. Or at least writing that he turned into a fish. Gould is a forger, a thief and an all round underhanded criminal so there is very limited signs that suggest we should believe the story he is writing haphazardly around the pictures of fish he has painted.
Nonetheless, there is plenty to be extracted from this novel. There are moments of profoundity, especially when Flanagan deals with the concept of time and how it passes quickly with little fanfare about those who lived their lives during it. This becomes one of the main themes towards the end of the story when Gould is on a mission to show the world, or at least the rest of Tasmania, the truth of the penal colony on Sarah Island. He even worries at the thought of not being remembered once he is gone.
We can also take out of it a real sense of terror at how some convicts were treated back in the early settlement days. Various forms of torture and punishment were employed and heavy sentences handed out for what can easily be considered minor offences. There also pervades through the novel an unsavoury representation of early settlers attitudes to Indigenous people. There are many relatings of mass slayings and even the general thought that they were closer to other animals than humans is professed by some in the novel. An attitude that, unfortunately, was all too real.
Flanagan’s writing is some of the best I have read. A mark of a great author, for me at least, is being able to create your own metaphors and similes and use them instead of the old and worn ones. What I mean by this is instead of using a simile such as “it was as hot as the sun’s surface”, a great author will relate a story previously and then use an aspect of that to finish the simile. This helps remind us of the previous part of the story and often increases the comedic value of what is written. Flanagan is a master of this.
I would say Gould’s Book of Fish is equal parts serious and outrageous. We can easily tell the difference and I don’t believe Flanagan lets the story go too crazy. It is a quality read that gives insights into the history of Australia, thoughts on time and its importance and many, many laughs.