The Blind Assassin

Paperback | September 6, 2011

byMargaret Atwood

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“Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.” These words are spoken by Iris Chase Griffen, married at eighteen to a wealthy industrialist but now poor and eighty-two. Iris recalls her far from exemplary life, and the events leading up to her sister’s death, gradually revealing the carefully guarded Chase family secrets. Among these is “The Blind Assassin,” a novel that earned the dead Laura Chase not only notoriety but also a devoted cult following. Sexually explicit for its time, it was a pulp fantasy improvised by two unnamed lovers who meet secretly in rented rooms and seedy cafés. As this novel-within-a-novel twists and turns through love and jealousy, self-sacrifice and betrayal, so does the real narrative, as both move closer to war and catastrophe. Margaret Atwood’s Booker Prize-winning sensation combines elements of gothic drama, romantic suspense, and science fiction fantasy in a spellbinding tale.


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“Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.” These words are spoken by Iris Chase Griffen, married at eighteen to a wealthy industrialist but now poor and eighty-two. Iris recalls her far from exemplary life, and the events leading up to her sister’s death, gradually revealing the carefully guarded Chase fa...

Margaret Atwood is the author of more than forty volumes of poetry, children’s literature, fiction, and non-fiction, but is best known for her novels, which include The Edible Woman (1969), The Handmaid’s Tale (1985), The Robber Bride (1994), Alias Grace (1996), and The Blind Assassin, which won the prestigious Booker Prize in 2000. A ...

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Format:PaperbackDimensions:656 pages, 8 × 5.18 × 1.75 inPublished:September 6, 2011Publisher:McClelland & StewartLanguage:English

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Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved this book. Absolutely enjoyed this book and had a hard time putting it down. I kept wanting to know more and more. I will definitely be rereading this one down the road.
Date published: 2016-12-07
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved this Novel! The story of two sisters was impossible to put down (literally I read it all weekend until it was finished). The end, though no shocking, was well planned out and stayed true to the characters. Well written, well developed and an overall fabulous read!
Date published: 2016-12-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from My Favourite Atwood Novel I picked this up at a used bookstore at the suggestion of another patron and wish I could send them a personal thank you! The novel is wonderful! It has an enticing story line that is smart. Rather than dwindling into trashy novel trends where there are cat fights etc. Atwood keeps it classy while telling the story of the friend we have all had! Love it!
Date published: 2016-12-04
Rated 4 out of 5 by from One of Atwoods finest Heartbreak, loss, old age. Another great novel by Madam Margaret Atwood.
Date published: 2016-12-02
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Okay Nice story overall but really long. When you figure it out you have to wait a while before it is confirmed ..
Date published: 2015-04-29
Rated 5 out of 5 by from ATWOOD AT HER BEST! As always, Atwood delivers a superior read, with characters so richly deserving of rapt attention that one can't leave their lives until every morsel of their stories is savoured and devoured!
Date published: 2015-04-28
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Brilliant “Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.” These words are spoken by Iris Chase Griffen, married at eighteen to a wealthy industrialist but now poor and eighty-two. Iris recalls her far from exemplary life, and the events leading up to her sister’s death, gradually revealing the carefully guarded Chase family secrets. Among these is “The Blind Assassin,” a novel that earned the dead Laura Chase not only notoriety but also a devoted cult following. Sexually explicit for its time, it was a pulp fantasy improvised by two unnamed lovers who meet secretly in rented rooms and seedy cafés. As this novel-within-a-novel twists and turns through love and jealousy, self-sacrifice and betrayal, so does the real narrative, as both move closer to war and catastrophe. Margaret Atwood’s Booker Prize-winning sensation combines elements of gothic drama, romantic suspense, and science fiction fantasy in a spellbinding tale. From the Hardcover edition." I have not seen a story as well constructed as this one. What an amazing story teller Atwood is. What a great read. This book is a novel within a novel within a novel within a novel. Four novels in one. Sounds confusing? It might be to some people but it was written so well I thought it was brilliant. As heart breaking the story is in some parts it’s really witty in others. I actually chuckled a bunch of times. No wonder it won a booker prize, it makes you want to quote it a lot. It’s going on my favorites book list.
Date published: 2009-12-02
Rated 5 out of 5 by from 10 days after the war my sister Laura drove her car off a bridge This is very difficult what I am about to do. I really want to plug this book,so other people will pick it up and love it too. I don't know how to categorize it,much less what to put in this review. Here goes nothing. When I first saw this book a few years ago in Wal-Mart, I immediately wrote it off as "chick lit." Mostly, because of the flapper girl on the cover. Then about a month ago, I saw her again looking at me straight in the eye, at the library. So I gave her another chance. As as I read the first sentence which is the title for my review, I realized I had stumbled into something special. The book is divided into two stories, a science fiction/love story & and a sprawling epic. The first story is told by an 83 year old woman, Iris Chase Griffin.She has lived an extraordinary life like marrying a business tycoon really young and sailing all around the world with him on the maiden voyage of The Queen Mary cruise liner ship in the thirties. But there also a lot of tragedies that occur in her life as well. She is writing her memoirs for her estranged granddaughter,Sabrina that her drug addicted daughter and evil sister-in-law never let her see. Iris has kept tabs on Sabrina and knows all about her. She also knows with her heart condition this is her final chance to set the records straight for her granddaughter and let her know how special she was to Iris even thought have never really talked. The other story is science fiction/love saga supposedly written by Iris's obnoxious ,irrepressible kid -sister Laura, which was published after she died in a freak car accident. The novel was called "The Blind Assassin". It is about these two unnamed lovers, that meet in secret and drink, make love and tell goofy science fiction stories to each other. One of them ties in perfectly with Iris's story on many levels, and other one is a really silly comic book one about alien women who grow on trees and laugh and agree with whatever the men say, and satisfy every desire they want every minute of the day. But soon the men realize that this gets kind of boring after a while. The Blind Assassin was my favorite part because it reminds of me of a graphic novel. I like that the author interspersed the stories together. It kept me craving more information from Iris's true story and the Blind Assassin gave me a break from Iris. She was a decent narrator. But she is a total snob at times, and has this very annoying "victim complex" that she carried around with her into her old age.Also I should tell you,this book will take longer than a few days to finish don't get discouraged,It's a rather large novel. I also listened to it on tape which was great, the lady does the differant character's voices. The one big complaint I have is that there too many characters and things going at the same time and it makes parts of this book extremely hard to shovel through. (The parts where Iris blathers on and on about her entire family tree for at least fifty pages are a good example of what I am talking about)It was instances like this when I wanted to put the book down, but I kept reading it to see what happened in the end and it was rewarding and well worth it.
Date published: 2009-09-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Atwood's Best to Date A simply brilliant novel, one of Atwood's best, and certainly deserving of the Booker. Comfortable with her skill as a writer, Atwood deftly alternates between sections written from different viewpoints and tenses, creating at first what seem to be disparate stories but which, of course, come together in a tense, sometimes humorous, often oppressive, and always insightful tale of relationships, love, betrayal and atonement. Certainly The Blind Assassin should be required reading for any adult.
Date published: 2009-06-16
Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of Atwood's finest It took me 3 months to read the first third of the book and then a week to devour the rest of it. The start is slow, but the historical details are vibrant, and Atwood is especially good at voicing the views of a grumpy old lady. The story (which is so much more than just the plot) unfolds slowly, with elegance and subtle hints, jumping back and forth in time, but never loosing the actual thread of things. The back cover explains the gist of the plot, and if you've read any other Atwood novels, you know she's a master of witty characterization and artful prose. I think this is one of her best protagonists, and is certainly among her finest novels.
Date published: 2008-07-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A Great Book This is an amazing book. The writing is wonderful, the characters seem so real you feel you know them and you get a real feel for the place and time. I highly recommend this book.
Date published: 2007-11-21
Rated 1 out of 5 by from Not for me This novel is hard to follow, just as you settle into the story the author introduces a novel within the novel, plus a science fiction story and newspaper articles. I found too many layers in this book to have kept me interested, it keeps rambling on with no apparent link at times. I really didn't like it , my mind kept on wandering I couldn't finished it fast enough.
Date published: 2007-11-10
Rated 1 out of 5 by from So boring ... To be honest, I couldn't finish this book. It was too boring. I got to page 200 I think, and when I found myself skimming the pages, it was time to put the book away for good...This was my first Margaret Atwood book and before reading it, most people I talked to about her books said they were boring, long, and weird. I also heard that she is one of the best living writers of fiction we have and that her books are classics. So I gave her a chance...I don't know, maybe her other books are better than this one.
Date published: 2007-02-13
Rated 2 out of 5 by from The Blind Assassin Weaving in and out of past, present, newspaper articles, and a book within a book, this novel is confusing and rather dull. There just doesn't seem to be any point to this constantly shifting narrative and in the end, I just didn't care what happened to the characters since they were rather unlikable. Don't bother.
Date published: 2005-05-17
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A Southern Ontario Gothic This book is from an author at the top of her game. Lyrical, magical, full of ideas and insights, it breathes life into a time that we can only imagine, and is something of a Gothic novel that works by being true to the conservatism that pervades much of small town Southern Ontario. I loved this book. I have read it three times now and have not failed to find something new contained in each read. My highest recommendation!
Date published: 2003-04-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Blind Assassin After reading the book entitled The Blind Assassin , I have found that it is extremely important to pay attention to all the details. Margaret Atwood's Book was extremely well done. It takes the reader to a whole new level of reading. Every page is a new twist of adventure. It keeps you intrigued all the way through. You always need to pay close attention to what is going on, because the book switches from character to character quite quickly. Margaret Atwood has portrayed all the characters in her book exceptionally well. In other words, she has made them all come alive. You really get to know each and every one,you learn about their faults, as well as their good qualities. The Blind Assassin really shows how important it is to have a family, and it shows the effect of what happens when families are in crises. By the end of the novel, you come to appreciate your family so much more, and you come to realize that it is important to be honest at all times. T
Date published: 2002-04-04

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The BridgeTen days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge. The bridge was being repaired: she went right through the Danger sign. The car fell a hundred feet into the ravine, smashing through the treetops feathery with new leaves, then burst into flames and rolled down into the shallow creek at the bottom. Chunks of the bridge fell on top of it. Nothing much was left of her but charred smithereens.I was informed of the accident by a policeman: the car was mine, and they'd traced the licence. His tone was respectful: no doubt he recognized Richard's name. He said the tires may have caught on a streetcar track or the brakes may have failed, but he also felt bound to inform me that two witnesses—a retired lawyer and a bank teller, dependable people—had claimed to have seen the whole thing. They'd said Laura had turned the car sharply and deliberately, and had plunged off the bridge with no more fuss than stepping off a curb. They'd noticed her hands on the wheel because of the white gloves she'd been wearing.It wasn't the brakes, I thought. She had her reasons. Not that they were ever the same as anybody else's reasons. She was completely ruthless in that way."I suppose you want someone to identify her," I said. "I'll come down as soon as I can." I could hear the calmness of my own voice, as if from a distance. In reality I could barely get the words out; my mouth was numb, my entire face was rigid with pain. I felt as if I'd been to the dentist. I was furious with Laura for what she'd done, but also with the policeman for implying that she'd done it. A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water."I'm afraid there will be an inquest, Mrs. Griffen," he said."Naturally," I said. "But it was an accident. My sister was never a good driver."I could picture the smooth oval of Laura's face, her neatly pinned chignon, the dress she would have been wearing: a shirtwaist with a small rounded collar, in a sober colour-navy blue or steel grey or hospital-corridor green. Penitential colours—less like something she'd chosen to put on than like something she'd been locked up in. Her solemn half-smile; the amazed lift of her eyebrows, as if she were admiring the view.The white gloves: a Pontius Pilate gesture. She was washing her hands of me. Of all of us. What had she been thinking of as the car sailed off the bridge, then hung suspended in the afternoon sunlight, glinting like a dragonfly for that one instant of held breath before the plummet? Of Alex, of Richard, of bad faith, of our father and his wreckage; of God, perhaps, and her fatal, triangular bargain. Or of the stack of cheap school exercise books that she must have hidden that very morning, in the bureau drawer where I kept my stockings, knowing I would be the one to find them.When the policeman had gone I went upstairs to change. To visit the morgue I would need gloves, and a hat with a veil. Something to cover the eyes. There might be reporters. I would have to call a taxi. Also I ought to warn Richard, at his office: he would wish to have a statement of grief prepared. I went into my dressing room: I would need black, and a handkerchief.I opened the drawer, I saw the notebooks. I undid the crisscross of kitchen string that tied them together. I noticed that my teeth were chattering, and that I was cold all over. I must be in shock, I decided.What I remembered then was Reenie, from when we were little. It was Reenie who'd done the bandaging, of scrapes and cuts and minor injuries: Mother might be resting, or doing good deeds elsewhere, but Reenie was always there. She'd scoop us up and sit us on the white enamel kitchen table, alongside the pie dough she was rolling out or the chicken she was cutting up or the fish she was gutting, and give us a lump of brown sugar to get us to close our mouths. Tell me where it hurts, she'd say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where.But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.The Toronto Star, May 26, 1945Questions Raised at the DeathSpecial to the StarA coroner's inquest has returned a verdict of accidental death in last week's St. Clair Ave. fatality. Miss Laura Chase, 25, was travelling west on the afternoon of May 18 when her car swerved through the barriers protecting a repair site on the bridge and crashed into the ravine below, catching fire. Miss Chase was killed instantly. Her sister, Mrs. Richard E. Griffen, wife of the prominent manufacturer, gave evidence that Miss Chase suffered from severe headaches affecting her vision. In reply to questioning, she denied any possibility of intoxication as Miss Chase did not drink.It was the police view that a tire caught in an exposed streetcar track was a contributing factor. Questions were raised as to the adequacy of safety precautions taken by the City, but after expert testimony by City engineer Gordon Perkins these were dismissed.The accident has occasioned renewed protests over the state of the streetcar tracks on this stretch of roadway. Mr. Herb T. Jolliffe, representing local ratepayers, told Star reporters that this was not the worst mishap caused by neglected tracks. City Council should take note.The Blind Assassin. By Laura Chase.Reingold, Jaynes & Moreau, New York, 1947Prologue: Perennials for the Rock GardenShe has a single photograph of him. She tucked it into a brown envelope on which she'd written clippings, and hid the envelope between the pages of Perennials for the Rock Garden, where no one else would ever look.She's preserved this photo carefully, because it's almost all she has left of him. It's black and white, taken by one of those boxy, cumbersome flash cameras from before the war, with their accordion-pleat nozzles and their well-made leather cases that looked like muzzles, with straps and intricate buckles. The photo is of the two of them together, her and this man, on a picnic. Picnic is written on the back, in pencil-not his name or hers, just picnic. She knows the names, she doesn't need to write them down.They're sitting under a tree; it might have been an apple tree; she didn't notice the tree much at the time. She's wearing a white blouse with the sleeves rolled to the elbow and a wide skirt tucked around her knees. There must have been a breeze, because of the way the shirt is blowing up against her; or perhaps it wasn't blowing, perhaps it was clinging; perhaps it was hot. It was hot. Holding her hand over the picture, she can still feel the heat coming up from it, like the heat from a sun-warmed stone at midnight.The man is wearing a light-coloured hat, angled down on his head and partially shading his face. His face appears to be more darkly tanned than hers. She's turned half towards him, and smiling, in a way she can't remember smiling at anyone since. She seems very young in the picture, too young, though she hadn't considered herself too young at the time.From the Paperback edition.

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“Brilliant.... Opulent.... Atwood is a poet...as well as a contriver of fiction, and scarcely a sentence of her quick, dry yet avid prose fails to do useful work, adding to a picture that becomes enormous.”John Updike, The New Yorker "The kind of story so full of intrigue and desperation that you take it to bed with you simply because you can't bear to put it down.... It's one thing to write an accomplished novel; it's another entirely to spin a tale so brilliantly that the reader internalizes it." Harper's Bazaar“Absorbing.... Expertly rendered.... Virtuosic storytelling is on display.” The New York Times