Review – Cane River

Cane River by Lalita Tademy

Cane River


Lalita Tademy’s riveting family saga chronicles four generations of women born into slavery along the Cane River in Louisiana. It is also a tale about the blurring of racial boundaries: great-grandmother Elisabeth notices an unmistakable “bleaching of the line” as first her daughter Suzette, then her granddaughter Philomene, and finally her great-granddaughter Emily choose (or are forcibly persuaded) to bear the illegitimate offspring of the area’s white French planters. In many cases these children are loved by their fathers, and their paternity is widely acknowledged. However, neither state law nor local custom allows them to inherit wealth or property, a fact that gives Cane River much of its narrative drive.

The author makes it clear exactly where these prohibitions came from. Plantation society was rigidly hierarchical, after all, particularly on the heels of the Civil War and the economic hardships that came with Reconstruction. The only permissible path upward for hard-working, ambitious African Americans was indirect. A meteoric rise, or too obvious an appearance of prosperity, would be swiftly punished. To enable the slow but steady advance of their clan, the black women of Cane River plot, plead, deceive, and manipulate their way through history, extracting crucial gifts of money and property along the way. In the wake of a visit from the 1880 census taker, the aged Elisabeth reflects on how far they had come.

When the census taker looked at them, he saw colored first, asking questions like single or married, trying to introduce shame where there was none. He took what he saw and foolishly put those things down on a list for others to study. Could he even understand the pride in being able to say that Emily could read and write? They could ask whatever they wanted, but what he should have been marking in the book was family, and landholder, and educated, each generation gathering momentum, adding something special to the brew.

In her introduction, Tademy explains that as a young woman, she failed to appreciate the love and reverence with which her mother and her four uncles spoke of their lively Grandma ‘Tite (short for “Mademoiselle Petite”). She resented her great-grandmother’s skin-color biases, which were as much a part of Tademy’s memory as were her great-grandmother’s trademark dance moves. But the old stories haunted the author, and armed with a couple of pages of history compiled by a distant Louisiana cousin, she began to piece together a genealogy. The result? Tademy eventually left her position as vice president of a Fortune 500 company and set to work on Cane River, in which she has deftly and movingly reconstructed the world of her ancestors.

My thoughts:

Typically, I do not enjoy family saga type stories.  Every one I have read just seemed too long and drawn out, I never end up liking the characters, and it seems like everyone I pick up I fail to enjoy the writing style of the author as well (two good examples – Fall on  Your Knees and We Were the Mulvaneys).  And honestly, this book fell into all those categories too.  It simply was not my type of book.  I tried to like it, and some parts I breezed through, finding myself caring about the characters and curious about what would happen to them, but generally I was not overly impressed with it.  The cool thing is, however, that I didn’t realize until midway through the book that Tademy wrote this about her actualfamily lineage.  The last third of the book is the story of Tademy’s great grandmother.  When I understood the painstaking work that must have gone into her research about her own family to put the book together, I appreciated Tademy a lot more.  I still didn’t love the book, but I think it’s pretty amazing how much work went into it (and probably crazy emotions, can you imagine learning actual facts about ancestors that were slaves?).  I do think this book was very good, it just was not my cup of tea personally.

Rating: 7 out of 10.

Read Eva’s review here.

9 thoughts on “Review – Cane River”

  1. I have had this book on my bookshelf for about 2 years now and picking it up has just terrified me. Your review doesn’t make me want to hurry it either. I think I read We Were the Mulvaneys (key word: I think) and Fall On Your Knees. I’m not sure why stories like this just don’t stay with me.

  2. I enoyed this one, but I’m a family saga kind of girl at heart. 😀 I think one of my favourite parts were the pictures-it was so fascinating to see how the generations got ‘whiter’!

  3. Eva, I completely agree with you about the pictures… it was the looking at pictures and letters that finally clicked with me “oh, she wrote this book about her ACTUAL family”… yeah I can be slow at times 😉

  4. I’m not a family saga type either.. they just don’t appeal to me, for whatever reason. I also read We Were the Mulvaneys but I barely remember it.

  5. I had done a bit of research before I read the book (since I picked it for a challenge)-otherwise I’m sure I wouldn’t have realised it was her family either!

  6. This is one of the most capitivating books I have ever read. I own two copies. One for myself and one to loan. I don’t usually read a book more than once but I have read Cane River three times and am currently listening to the audio book. I have always been interested in my own family history ever since my mother said she heard from her aunts some of the same stories Alex Haley told. Apparently Chicken George left his calling card wherever he hung his pants. Wonderful book!! Red River is also excellent.

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