Starting with the added friend Kate who previously didn’t gel much with me. This time around I enjoyed her, especially for her faults which were many. Because let’s face it, the girl was a mess with a capital M. But I barely blame her. With a controlling dad and an abusing spouse, it’s surprising she didn’t off herself. Unlike before, I was able to identify with the character, and that’s saying something. In fact I was quite able to identify with all of the characters one way or the other. Because if you look closely enough, you’ll see there’s something keenly revealing about human nature in this novel, whatever the gender. Beyond the many struggles facing the characters there is strength, one that propels them to go on and get to that better place. Like in real life, however, not everyone in LACE gets there. But the novel does become a how-to guide to self-reliance, nonetheless. And maybe that’s one of the reasons why I much prefer reading a book like LACE. It enables me to connect with a part of myself that I sometimes take for granted because I’m a dude (who likes other dudes, I give you that).
My favorite part still’s got to be whenever Lili’s around. Hailed by the press as "Tiger-Lili" because of her wanton ways, her road to stardom is one heck of a bumpy ride, let me tell you. Used and abused mentally and physically, she goes at it with her head held high BUT with a pelvis open for business to survive. Conran dwells deeply into her life story, doing it with flair and realness, and the result is quite compelling to say the least. In the end, the "which one of you bitches is my mother?" line isn’t as grand as the high road the character takes to get to that question. But when she does ask it, in all of her spicy spunk, the reader still feels a certain empathy for her, even though she’s become one high-class beotch by then… Of course we can’t talk about Lili and LACE without mentioning the dirty parts. And there are aplenty. Judy with Nick. Lili with Abdulah. Pagan with Abdulah. Maxine with her Count. Kate with, well, about anyone. Conran goes at them with a fine-toothed comb, never omitting the importance of a woman’s personal satisfaction. Eloquence and kinkiness go hand in hand during those pivotal scenes, and to that we say, take notes E L James—please.
LACE is divided into many parts, all concentrating on different characters. Yes, some do end up being more rewarding than others but never did I feel blasé going at them this time around. I was able to taste the protagonists’ privileged lives to the fullest and without any qualms. Yes, it is a woman’s novel, there’s no doubt about that. But underneath all the glam and glamour and sex, lies a people novel. And that’s LACE’s biggest strength, in my opinion. That and its rich narrative, of course. So go on, call me unreliable, if you want to, for having changed my mind regarding this novel but I’ll tell you this, you become an adult when you stop caring what others think about you and start caring what YOU think about them. That’s how Judy sees it and, frankly, so do I.
LACE is still available through Canongate Books LTD with a new afterword (LACE: THE TRUE STORY) by the author.
Until next post—Martin
