The Ultimate Cliffhanger - Enduring Love by Ian McEwan
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The first chapter of Ian McEwan’s
novel Enduring Love is probably
the one of the most stunning first chapters ever written. Besides being a great
example of exceptional writing, it has a knuckle-biting, moral dilemma. A hot
air balloon has broken away from its moorings, and a group of strangers try to
prevent it from being blown away with its occupant, a young boy.
The dilemma for Joe Rose, the central
protagonist, and the other men who have rushed to help, is when to let
go. One man clings on after everyone else has given up, and the balloon is
pitched into the air by a strong gust of wind. This last man eventually has to
let go and dies.
“I didn’t know, nor have I
ever discovered, who let go first,” says Joe. “I’m not prepared to accept it
was me.” He is left with a gut-wrenching guilt, leading to brutal self-analysis
and self-justification: “The child was not my child, and I was not going to die
for it.”
Joe’s encounter with a fellow helper,
the disturbed Jed Parry who develops an obsessive bond with him, almost
wrecking his marriage and his life, provides the starting point for the
remainder of the novel.
McEwan's Prose
His economy
of style, pace, length of sentences, as well as the brilliance of this moral
dilemma, juxtaposed, as it is, with the gripping action makes a winning formula
For example, Ian McEwan says: “In
John Logan… the flame of altruism must have burned a little stronger.” Lovely metaphor! How much
more effective than simply saying “John Logan was brave.” In this instance, the
extra words do their job, make the prose more intense, more felt.
A stronger, more specific assessment
of John Logan’s state of mind is “…all
his energies concentrated in his weakening grip,”
On the final page of the first
chapter, the contradiction between fear and its disintegration into confused
laughter is easy for us to identify with, imparting a feeling of empathy in the
reader. These flashes of understanding make McEwan's writing believable.
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