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Oscar Hijuelos' Empress Is Elegant Documentary Fiction Of A Slow-Paced Life In Spanish Harlem.
By Randall Holdridge
Empress of the Splendid Season, by Oscar Hijuelos
(Harper Flamingo). Cloth, $25.
HER NAME ITSELF is portentous: Lydia España, née
Colón. It suggests the distance of her fall from pampered
daughter of a small-town Cuban mayor to immigrant cleaning woman
in New York City, and hints at the entire disappearance of the
Creole society of her youth, which she idealizes with desperate
nostalgia. As in his Pulitzer Prize-winning novel The Mambo
Kings Play Songs of Love, in Empress of the Splendid Season
Oscar Hijuelos studies the tissue of memory that provides
for working-class Cuban-Americans a glamorous refuge from the
sordid conditions of life in Spanish Harlem.
This world is familiar already to readers of Hijuelos. Punctuated
by the rhythms of tropical dance music, it is inhabited by hardworking
tradesmen and service workers who lose themselves on their nights
off in smoky nightclubs or crowded apartment kitchens--in drink,
in the tastes of black beans, fried plantains and strong coffee,
in cheap chic and suave Latin gallantry. They laugh and they dance
and they are tremendously vital, but theirs is a very sad world,
suffocated by a smothering sense of loss.
The cleaning woman Lydia España embodies the courage and
the self-deception which survival in this world seems to require.
Lydia is a colossal character, one whom Hijuelos obviously understands
very well, and her perspective so dominates this novel, just as
it does her family, that she hardly leaves air for anyone else
to breathe. Hijuelos tries to give life to Lydia's waiter husband
Raul, to her children Alicia and Rico, and to her employers and
benefactors, the wealthy WASP Osprey family; but Lydia overwhelms
him--and them.
One is tempted to resent Lydia for her bullying domination, as
her tenement neighbors do, and think she puts on airs. It means
nothing to them that she was the mayor's daughter and had servants
of her own and was the most beautiful and fashionable girl of
her town. Against the background of the '60s, her relations with
her children are especially fraught. Rico resents her insistence
that he dress as a dandy, that his hair be perfectly oiled and
slicked back, that he carry himself into the streets of the 'hood
with the speech and mannerisms of a young grandee, and attend
a private school his parents can't really afford. Alicia resents
her mother's interference, too, and finally escapes entirely.
Lydia might see irony, even hypocrisy, in her stern hectoring.
That she does not adds another possible cause of resentment. It
was her father's similarly unforgiving pride and rigidity that
ruined Lydia: At age 17 she gave in to the seductive wiles of
a visiting trumpet player, the dignified Don Antonio Colón,
and her father disowned her. Thus she came to New York; thus she
married a waiter and lives in a rapidly deteriorating slum. It
never occurs to Lydia that she is replicating the very parental
behaviors that drove her away from her own family.
However, perhaps because we can forgive what we can understand,
the reader comes to like Lydia, to sympathize with the disappointments
of her life and to take pride in her achievements. Even though
she wants desperately to preserve in Rico and Alicia her own nostalgic
affection for the old Cuban ways, she misses no opportunity and
suffers any humiliation to ensure that they climb to better lives
in the American mainstream, out and away. Although Raul's ill
health and increasingly eccentric personality weigh as additional
burdens, Lydia carries him and the family, not without complaint,
but with transcendent determination and dignity.
The great paradox of Empress of the Splendid Season is
that Lydia's self-deception, her snobbery and affectations, are
not only harmless, but the wellsprings of her strength. She perseveres
and succeeds because of her vanity. Caught in a tawdry, lonely
reality, she falls into the gap between her romanticized past
and the luxurious lives of those whose toilets she scrubs; yet
in her heart she remains a queen, an empress.
The novel of the immigrant experience obviously has a natural
and distinguished place in the history and the present of American
fiction. Hijuelos' novels of Cubans in America remind us to our
advantage of a rich and unique cultural heritage. Unlike many
of his contemporaries, he is an assimilationist. This point is
made nicely in the fine distinction he draws between the Cuban
communities in New York City and Miami, made possible by a subplot
concerning Raul's estranged son from a previous marriage. Less
subtly, he evaluates varieties of assimilation by tracing the
dramatically different adult lives of Rico and Alicia.
Empress of the Splendid Season is written relentlessly
in third person indirect narration. Where there is dialogue, it's
inconsequential. Hijuelos is a determined recorder of detail,
and his sentences are often elegant, even slightly old-fashioned.
Very few scenes are presented dramatically, and the book is slow-paced.
It is about, as Hijuelos says, "the small comforts of their
decent, genteel, low-key life--the kind of life that nobody really
notices...." Lydia, however, is as real a person as one encounters
in fiction.
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