The Parking Lot Attendant, Nafkote Tamirat, Henry Holt and Company, 2018, 174 pp
I read this debut novel about Ethiopian immigrants living in Boston because it was a contender for the 2019 Tournament of Books. I am feeling pretty mighty because this year I managed to read 14 of the 18 books selected for the Tournament, with two more I intend to read over the next month or so.
The story is gloriously off-kilter. If you live in any large city, you probably use downtown parking lots. In Los Angeles these are sometimes in permanent locations and other times are pop-up affairs on evenings and weekends. You turn your keys over to some guy who is clearly not white mainstream American. You hope you get your car back without dents. You don't leave valuables in your car and you are careful not to lose your ticket. Usually you pay a pretty good price for not having to drive around looking for a place to park.
But have you ever wondered what goes on behind the scenes? Wonder no more. The Parking Lot Attendant has two main characters. Ayale, who runs the lot, and the narrator, an unnamed 15 year old girl. All the characters are Ethiopian but you only get to know Ayale, the narrator, and her father.
Ayale is a character right out of an Iris Murdoch novel: charismatic, controlling, hidden agenda. The girl, having an absent mother and a mostly silent father, falls under Ayale's spell. She is in it for the attention she gets from him but does not know enough about the world to understand how she is being manipulated. Ayale turns out to be a schemer, amassing a following and the funds to take back political power in Ethiopia; at least that is his plan.
This novel is a mostly successful mashup of unreliable narrator, coming-of-age, loss of innocence, African politics and the alienation of the immigrant. Pretty good stuff, experimental in an accessible way while it plays on the reader's heart.
By the end I was singing a Beatles song in my head:
"You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to save the world"
Revolution, 1968
Sounds like a great read. Glad you enjoyed it!
ReplyDeleteYou know, I feel lucky that I read it.
DeleteThe novel sounds pretty good to me, I'm a bit of a sucker for immigrant coming-of-age tales. Keep them coming! You sold me on it. BTW, thanks for your link in the last post on some of your writing project. I plan to read it over.
ReplyDeleteI almost skipped it but so glad I didn't.
DeleteOh my, I hope you are honest with me, if you get through it. A glass of wine or vodka on the rocks wouldn't hurt-:)
The Beatles song does sound like it fits perfectly!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you picked up on that, but of course you would!
DeleteCongratulations of reading so many Tournament books.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds good. I like quirky books about odd characters. There is such a long history of great stories that contain such components.
Thanks, Brian. It was quite a good list of books this year with nary a dud among the ones I read.
DeleteFascinating. It definitely sounds like something I need to add to my list.
ReplyDeleteYes, you do! I hope you like it as much as I did.
DeleteI absolutely LOVE unreliable narrators. I know they drive some people bonkers, but I dig 'em. I am not sure I want to know what happens once I hand over my keys though!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad to know you feel that way about unreliable narrators. I have not ever had a bad parking lot experience but you never know!
DeleteImmigrant stories have a lot of flavor and make for an enhancing perspective on the lives of people unlike one's own. Did I just babble? :-) Gosh, I hope I made sense! :-)
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DeleteIt was good babble!
DeleteThis sounds really intriguing!
ReplyDeleteI liked it a lot!
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