The Conversations at Curlow Creek.
Ross, Robert
In David Malouf's last two novels, Remembering Babylon (1993;
see WLT 68:4, p. 880) and The Conversations at Curlow Creek, he has
returned to the Australian bush for subject matter. In neither book,
though, does he follow the literary conventions of the bush tradition.
Instead he finds a rich source of metaphor in the Australian emptiness,
what one character calls "the mysterious, the nightmarish, the
Gothic."
The "conversations" take place between Michael Adair, a
policeman, and Daniel Carney, a bushranger. They meet in a desolate area
of New South Wales, where Carney, the surviving member of a gang that
had terrorized the region, awaits hanging. The two men spend the night
before the execution in a hut, intermittently talking, remembering,
sleeping, and dreaming.
About half of the book is devoted to actual conversations, the rest
to flashbacks of the unlikely pair's lives in Ireland. The
immediate exchanges are so intense and engrossing that their
interruption by the extended forays into memory. could be faulted,
because the two narratives do not always merge successfully. Even though
knowledge of the characters' background is necessary, the text
shows its greatest strength when Adair and Carney talk in the "dry
country," not when they recall events from "fresh and
green" Ireland.
The young Irishman on his way to the gallows sees Australia as a
source of "punishment. . . . Like as if they'd taken Ireland
and turned it into a place that made things as hard as they ever could
be in this world." Ironically, Carney's life in the old
country had been marked by poverty and deprivation. In contrast, the
policeman, who grew up in privileged circumstances, wonders if the vast
land where the two have met could provide for settlers "if they had
the strength to tear it out of the wilderness and plough and work
it." These opposing views of the continent set forth the dichotomy
that has long dominated Australian thinking and has underscored the
search for national identity.
Along with its indirect exploration of colonialism, the novel
proposes - or perhaps only suggests - a timeless question: which takes
precedence in human affairs, a man-made or a higher justice? Needless to
say, no clear-cut answer emerges. As usual in Malouf's work, the
reader is left to unravel the plot and ponder the themes that have not
been fully realized. Whether leaving so much unsaid adds to the
novel's mystery may be questionable.
Not widely known overseas as a poet, Malouf first published in that
genre, and his prose style continues to border on the poetic. The
Conversations at Curlow Creek is filled with such passages - musical,
dense, ambiguous, sometimes cloying. In an interview Malouf said that
the "discipline of language shapes what is actually said. It leads
to daring and surprising discoveries." Such is the case with this
novel.
Robert Ross University of Texas, Austin