The Swan Thieves

by Elizabeth Kostova | Literature & Fiction |
ISBN: 9781600247453 Global Overview for this book
Registered by wingMelydiawing of Rockville, Maryland USA on 2/20/2010
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Journal Entry 1 by wingMelydiawing from Rockville, Maryland USA on Saturday, February 20, 2010
Won this in an online contest. I liked The Historian, so I'm looking forward to this one.

Unabridged audiobook on 17 CDs. Read by Sarah Zimmerman, Erin Cottrell, John Rafter Lee, Treat Williams, and Anne Heche.

Journal Entry 2 by wingMelydiawing from Rockville, Maryland USA on Friday, May 7, 2010
Dr. Andrew Marlowe, psychiatrist, tracks down the three major women in the life of painter Robert Oliver to figure out why the man attacked a painting in the National Portrait Gallery. His wife (Kate) and his mistress (Mary) both tell abridged versions of their life stories, which are interesting but not especially relevant. Interspersed are letters from 1879 between a young painter (Beatrice) and her husband's uncle (Olivier). The ending is long in coming but predictable nonetheless, and somehow unsatisfying as well. That said, I very much enjoyed this book, if only for the passionate descriptions of painting, both the act and the appreciation of. It filled me with a longing to paint, to draw, even just to visit an art gallery. Sure, the story didn't really go anywhere, but for once that didn't bother me. Still, I'm not sure who I'd recommend this to - maybe a struggling artist in need of inspiration. It certainly inspired me.

The audio version of this book is decent, with a full cast of narrators. I could have done without the occasional music in the background, and I saw no reason for Beatrice and Olivier to read with such obnoxiously fake French accents, but otherwise it was pretty good.

Gave this to KateKintail, who frequently participates in audio-only bookboxes.

Journal Entry 3 by wingKateKintailwing at Burke, Virginia USA on Sunday, June 6, 2010
I was waiting for the BookCrossing site to get a little more stable before I started using it again, but it looks like that might be some time. Sorry for the delay in journaling!

Melydia gave this to me at a convention planning meeting. I've enjoyed another book by this author. I'm looking forward to reading it and then adding it to an audiobookbox. Thank you!

Journal Entry 4 by wingKateKintailwing at Burke, Virginia USA on Sunday, December 12, 2010
I really, really wanted to love this book, because I thoroughly enjoyed The Historian.

I guess my main problem with this book was that I could never quite figure out what was going on, so it always felt like I was sinking in quicksand with nothing to hold onto. And I'm sure that the author wanted me to not quite know what was going on-- that was the big mystery central to the story, wasn't it? It was the thing that kept me listening. But after a while, after, maybe, 10 discs, I was just annoyed as heck that I wasn't any closer to figuring it out. The connection to Beatrice was obvious. But was he channelling her? Was he somehow imagining that he knew her? Was there some kind of weird time travel going on? Was she projecting her life to him in her dreams (she was always talking about her dreams). Was she aware of the connection between them? Was she having the same sort of thing where she would start painting him just as he was painting her? I thought that would be amazing. Alas, none of that came to pass. Robert Oliver just really liked her work and fixated on her. Boring compared to all the possibilities that were rushing through my mind after 17 LONG discs of wondering.

Also, I really didn't care for the main character, the detective. Marlow might have been cool, but he lost me during his first trip to the art museum where he starts describing one of the museum employee's body and thinks about having sex with her. And then, minutes later, he's doing to same thing regarding a woman he's standing next to in the gallery (okay, so he ends up actually having a relationship with her later). And then not long after, he goes to talk with his patient's ex-wife and immediately starts by describing her breasts. Yeah. Made me lose interest in the guy from the start.

Okay, so the story has to do with art. And in that respect, I was captivated. We saw art from so many different angles and in so many different ways. New artists, occasional artists, art professors, art students, artists from a century ago, art collectors, families of artists, etc. For 17 discs we lived and breathed so many aspects of the art world. If I didn't already appreciate art, I'm sure the book would have made me do so. It was not only well-researched but well-described. I was absolutely in love with that aspect. It was so vivid and real.

Which brings me to the story. The main story is about Robert Oliver, a painter who attacked a painting in the National Gallery of Art (a painting which doesn't actually exist, I'm sad to say). A psychiatrist (who happens to paint a little as a hobby) is brought in to figure out why he attacked it. We hear bits of the story from people who know Oliver, because Oliver doesn't speak much (or at all) in present day, mostly his ex-wife and his ex-girlfriend (who the psychiatrist later befriends and sleeps with). We also get the story of Beatrice, a French painter from the late 1800s we find out that Robert Oliver is obsessed with. She struggles with her identity as a female painter in that time period and is self-conscious about her work. The stories in the two time periods run parallel for a while, but (as I said) there isn't enough insight into either until the end.

And that's where my main complaint comes in. IMO, The Swan Thieves painting should REALLY have been introduced long before. When we find out near the end that it exists and is amazing, it's not at all as powerful as it could have been because I hadn't known about it before that. There was no emotional pull for me. And the big moment where Marlow gets to see the painting fell flat for me because I didn't care a bit about the painting that was, in fact, so important that it is the title of the novel.

The ending actually infuriated me. When I saw Elizabeth Kostova at the National Book Festival this September, about a week after I had finished the book, I was really tempted to go up to the mic and ask her what exactly Marlow thought he was thanking Robert Oliver for (thank you for going crazy? thank you for passing your appreciation/obsession on to me? thank you for your girlfriend who's now my girlfriend?). But I thought that might, you know, spoil the ending for everyone else (almost all the questions were about The Historian).

The story was slow for me. The characters were a little flat. But the description of the art & art world and the appreciation for art was beautiful. It was certainly worth reading the book just for that.

Journal Entry 5 by wingKateKintailwing at Fairfax Station, Virginia USA on Monday, March 28, 2011

Released 10 yrs ago (3/28/2011 UTC) at Fairfax Station, Virginia USA


Including this in BigJohnLefty's CD Audio Bookbox

I hope it's enjoyed!

Journal Entry 6 by wingAzukiwing at Miami, Florida USA on Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Reading this book's previous journal entries brings back the lovely memories of the BC Convention. Thanks again ladies for the great time.

I picked this up from the audio bookbox. I enjoyed The Historian - it was way too long, and the ending was anti-climatic, but the lavish description of things was so enchanting and beautiful. Looks like that's what I will expect here.

Journal Entry 7 by wingAzukiwing at Miami, Florida USA on Wednesday, June 6, 2012
In some way, I like it more than The Historian. While it's still long, there were fewer longwinded, flowery descriptions. That said, it can still use more trimming. Each character having a history and background doesn't mean all has to go into the book. The ending is actually pretty good, at least not anti-climatic like The Historian. On the other hand, I really enjoyed how The Historian has one story nestled in another like a Matryoshka doll.

Also, I just don't get Marlowe's obsession about Robert Oliver that goes way beyond his professional duty, and the weak set up kind of hurt the subsequent story telling, as readers do not feel involved. But then, Oliver's obsession with Beatrice doesn't have much substance either.

I enjoyed the description about the paintings, and I had wondered if Beatrice was a real artist. I'd however say that Luncheon of the Boating Party by Susan Vreeland is a much tighter and more enjoyable book about Impressionism.

Will be saving this for the next bookbox.

Journal Entry 8 by wingAzukiwing at Audio Bookbox, A Bookbox -- Controlled Releases on Saturday, July 28, 2012

Released 9 yrs ago (7/28/2012 UTC) at Audio Bookbox, A Bookbox -- Controlled Releases


Putting into Booklady331's box.

Journal Entry 9 by wingbooklady331wing at Cape Coral, Florida USA on Friday, August 17, 2012
Arrived home in my CD only book box. I am going to keep this to listen to. Thanks for sharing.

Journal Entry 10 by wingbooklady331wing at Cape Coral, Florida USA on Wednesday, January 30, 2013
I began the book today. Hope that I enjoy it.

Journal Entry 11 by wingbooklady331wing at Cape Coral, Florida USA on Monday, February 11, 2013
E. Kostova has a noteworthy ability to impart information on such a wide variety of subjects. In this one, it is ar. I could really feel her passion for art as I read.

The author weaves the storylines in and out. The stories of the artist, the women who love him, the psychiatrist, and an artist from the past interconnect. I found myself sometimes caring for the characters and other times not caring especially the characters from the past.
Kostova's first novel, The Historian, was rich and full of life mixed with mystery and suspense.
The Swan Thieves begins by introducing us to Dr. Andrew Marlow, a psychiatrist whose newest patient is Robert Oliver, a painter who attacked a piece of artwork at the National Gallery of Art. Robert has been recently divorced from his wife Kate, has abandoned his latest girlfriend, and now refuses to speak. Since his patient refuses to talk, Marlow must delve into Robert's personal life to find the mystery behind Robert's display of violence and lack of communication, as well as discover the identity of the woman he paints over and over. In doing so, Marlow discovers a long hidden secret and scandal in the world of 19th century art. I found myself wondering how many psychiatrists would spend all this time and money to help a patient.

I will probably put this in the next CD bookbox.

Enjoy! KTM book released into BigJohnLefty's CD only bookbox.

Journal Entry 13 by k00kaburra at San Jose, California USA on Thursday, March 21, 2013
I'll be keeping this one.

Journal Entry 14 by k00kaburra at San Jose, California USA on Sunday, June 2, 2013
Started listening this morning.

Journal Entry 15 by k00kaburra at San Jose, California USA on Sunday, June 23, 2013
Finished last night.

An artist of some renown, Robert Oliver, attacks a painting in the National Gallery. Although he is stopped before any damage is done, he is naturally held for psychiatric evaluation. Oliver ends up a patient of Andrew Marlow, a psychiatrist living a solitary, ordinary life. A painter himself, Marlow attempts to bond with Oliver through art, but his patient steadfastly refuses to speak. Noticing that Oliver sketches the same woman over and over, Marlow begins interviewing Oliver’s colleagues and lovers, trying to determine what triggered the attack. A series of 19th century letters, written by a female Impressionist and treasured by Oliver, may provide the only physical clue to his behavior. As the letters are translated into English, the reader is swept back to the exciting days when Impressionism was new and bold.

If you were a fan of The Historian, Kostova’s previous novel, you’ll instantly recognize the author in The Swan Thieves. It uses many of the same devices: an academic on a quest for knowledge to solve a mystery, obsession with a person long lost, multiple narrators, letters and diary entries telling chunks of the story, exotic travel, and excruciating details about everything. But while I enjoyed Kostova’s vampire novel quite a bit, I found this story to be dreadfully dull. It’s nearly six hundred pages long, and by the three-quarter mark I was feeling the weight of every single page.

The first problem stems from the fact that Marlow, rather than treating Oliver, seems to adopt Oliver’s obsession as his own. He might claim that he’s interviewing Oliver’s ex-wife or former boss so that he can better understand his patient, but that’s BS. He just wants to find out the identity of the woman in Oliver’s art because, like Oliver, he has become obsessed with her face. As a psychiatrist, Marlow seems to be a dangerously intrusive one. He’s practically a stalker! He watches Oliver’s ex-wife through a window as she prepares dinner for her kids. Although his professional instincts tell him it’s a bad idea, Marlow begins dating Oliver’s former mistress. Marlow is dull and fussy, and the king of unnecessary detail – no one cares what he ate for dinner or his thoughts on traffic in the DC area, but he shares them anyway.

Oliver himself spends most of the novel in silence, but the man revealed in the memories of the women in his life is incredibly selfish. He is basically in love with a woman who painted in the 19th century, which is freaky enough, but he reacts to any inquiries about this woman in his paintings by shutting down and refusing to “deal” with life in the present.

Random note: It’s really strange that everyone always refers to him as Robert Oliver, not just Robert or Robbie or something like that. It’s always first AND last name. What’s up with that?

The historical sections of the novel, told through letters and third person narration, add very little to the main story of Oliver. It feels like an entirely different novel has been chopped up and mixed in with the mystery/psychological story Marlow’s trying to tell. Beatrice isn’t compelling enough on her own to justify Oliver’s interest in her, especially when one considers that her third person narrative episodes would be unknown to those researching her in the present, so while her actions are explained to us they remain murky to those in the book.

As an art historian and sometimes painter, I thought I’d enjoy this novel, but it was a tedious slog all the way through. Even if you enjoyed The Historian, as I did, I would not recommend this novel.

Journal Entry 16 by k00kaburra at -- Mailed, -- By post or by hand/ in person -- USA on Tuesday, November 5, 2013

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