W. W. Norton & Company, 10/2008
The feel of Andrea Barrett’s new novel,
The Air We Breathe, matches perfectly its story; it is both a quiet retreat and a conflicted, struggling existence. Leo Marburg is suffering from tuberculosis and, as a recent immigrant to New York and resident of the over-crowded tenements, he is lucky to have been given a place in the Tamarack Lake sanatorium in the Adirondacks. Set during the last months of America’s isolation from World War I, the boiling conscience of the nation is at odds with the forced sedentary lives of Leo and the other patients. They welcome a chance to attend weekly talks in the few moments they are allowed out of their cure chairs. What begin as self-serving lectures given by a rich patient from a nearby cure house turn into fascinating discoveries into the lives of the other immigrant patients.
Barrett brings her usual eye for the scientific to this story. Leo’s training as a chemist figures heavily, as well as the limited understanding of TB at the time. Perhaps most fascinating is the character of Irene who is an early X-Ray technician. She is a woman in a dangerous, male-dominate field, but Barrett makes her entirely real – never a puppet trying to show us women should be more involved in science.
The story is told from the point of view of all the patients and Tamarack State. This third-person, plural “We” seemed impossible to sustain when I started reading. But by the end I felt that this story could not have been told any other way. Without the “we” I couldn’t have felt so much like I was part of every person in the town – the doctor, the nurses, the X-Ray tech, the maid, the driver, the patients, everyone.
A beautiful, haunting, atmospheric novel, it is one of my favorite books of the year. ~Lillian