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Two’s
Company
By Margaret Black
Set
This House in Order: A Romance of Souls
By Matt Ruff
HarperCollins,
479 pages, $25.95
At age 21, Matt Ruff put on his first pyrotechnical display,
Fool on the Hill, a wild if somewhat sophomoric fantasy
set at Cornell University, where a kite-flying hero slays
an evil dragon, dogs discuss Heaven, and invisible sprites
help “the University keep its files straight, seeing to it
that alumni got their student loan repayment notices right
on schedule.” His cult readership waited eight years for Ruff’s
next fireworks, a multitargeted satire dressed up as sci-fi.
Set in a futuristic New York City, Sewer, Gas & Electric:
The Public Works Trilogy has alligators roaming the sewers,
eco-terrorists striking from a pink-and-green submarine, and
a heroine tracking a killer with the grumpy aid of a holographic
Ayn Rand. Ruff doesn’t quite keep control, but his rambunctious
energy sweeps you through his not altogether coherent plot.
Set
This House in Order makes a quantum leap in literary maturity.
Speaking much more quietly, Ruff’s new book takes place in
the real world of the present. In this “romance of souls,”
the author’s effortlessly inventive imagination explores the
complicated life of two young people, both of whom have multiple
personalities. The hero, usually under the persona of Andrew
Gage, is a kind, decent, and engaging young man. Before the
book opens, Andrew’s “father,” Aaron, has identified the many
personalities of the original Andy Gage, long since “murdered”
by an abusive stepfather. This history is sketched matter-of-factly,
without heat or details. Aaron has introduced the different
souls to each other and built them an imaginary house by a
lake where they now live, more or less cooperatively. Besides
Aaron, the builder and rulemaker, there is Adam, the clear-eyed
obstreperous teenager; Jake, the imaginative but frightened
5-year-old; Aunt Sam, the gentle artist; Seferis, the body’s
huge protector, called forth in times of real-world threat;
and the mysteriously dangerous Gideon, whom Aaron has banished
to an island in the lake. However, the effort has so exhausted
Aaron that he has called forth Andrew to take control and
run the common body.
All this is fascinating and marvelously funny at times. Instead
of groaning in soggy clinical victimhood, the many souls of
Andy Gage have transformed themselves into an entertaining
family of dramatic characters. Getting up in the morning,
for example, takes forever because it’s the one time of the
day when Andrew always gives the others a chance to use the
body: Jake loves to brush teeth, Seferis has an intense exercise
regime, Aunt Sam and Adam quarrel over the shower, Aaron dearly
loves a good shit. Andrew’s landlady, Mrs. Winslow, provides
multiple tiny breakfasts to satisfy everyone’s preferences
(Adam: one-half an English muffin plus a bacon strip; Jake:
a small bowl of Cheerios and some orange juice; Seferis: only
salted radishes).
Andrew loses Aaron’s old job, but lucks out when he’s hired
by Julie, a young entrepreneur starting a virtual-reality
software company, who realizes that Andrew lives virtual reality
all day long. When Julie later hires Penny, who also has multiple
personalities, it’s partly because Julie hopes that Andrew
can help young Penny learn about her other personalities and
maybe even teach them to build a house. Penny, usually in
her pathetic persona as Mouse, knows only that she blacks
out constantly, often to awaken in strange places, and that
she’s apparently capable of doing work she doesn’t understand
in the slightest. Several of her other personalities, including
Thread, the recordkeeper, and the magnificently foul-mouthed
Maladicta, are sick of their current existence and support
Julie’s proposal. Much against his better judgment, Andrew
agrees to try.
At first the novel’s initial lightness continues: “I waited
for Penny in front of the Harvest Moon Diner, trying not to
laugh as Adam did Maledicta impressions: ‘How about this fucking
weather? Pretty fuckingly clear fucking skies for fucking
April, don’t you fucking think?’ ” But very soon the story
sags, becoming flatly sober as the author presents a moving,
but essentially realistic case history of Penny’s awful childhood.
Sparing us the details of Andy Gage’s story had distinguished
this novel. It is obvious that abuse shattered his personality,
but up to this point Set This House in Order had focused
instead on the successful construction of a functioning corporate
individual who could say things like “My father had built
the house as a means of crowd control, not to express his
creativity.”
And then the book changes gears again, this time into a road
trip/quest/mystery story. If the actual mystery (alas, about
Andrew’s past) is klutzy TV soap opera, the road trip—with
all of Andrew’s and Penny’s personalities working at cross
purposes—is incredibly gripping and, once again, very funny
at moments. When all seems lost, and the villain is about
to dispose of the pair, Andrew leans over to Penny: “Don’t
be afraid,” he tells her. “We have him outnumbered.”
It’s hard to emphasize enough how intensely likeable Andrew
is, how kind, decent, and responsible. “What I’d told Julie
was true: as the soul in charge of Andy Gage’s body, I stood
accountable for all the body’s actions, past and present,
even those I wasn’t technically guilty of. It had to be that
way, for reasons of both house discipline and simple good
citizenship. You can’t have crimes being committed and no
one owning up to them.” Of course his other personalities
provide the necessary bracing contrast, as do Penny’s Maladicta,
and her even more troublesome action-twin Malafica.
Several promising starts in the book, like the virtual-reality
company, are simply abandoned. And one appallingly bad gender
surprise almost ruins the book. But ultimately, Set This
House in Order is so rich and engaging that, once again,
Ruff’s formidable talent swept me along.
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