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Apr/May 2012 Reviews & Interviews

Waiting for Sunrise

Waiting for Sunrise
William Boyd.
Bloomsbury. 2012. 353 pp.
ISBN 978 1 4088 1858 9.

Review by Ann Skea


Buy now from Amazon! The year is 1913, the setting Vienna. Lysander Ulrich Rief is a 28-year-old English actor. He is "a young, almost handsome man" and "almost a dandy," and he writes poetry. His surname, he says, is Old English for "thorough," and in Anglo Saxon it means "wolf." But he is hardly a thorough wolf, maybe because he has a distressing problem for which a friend has advised him to seek psychiatric help in Vienna, where, under the influence of Freud, psychoanalysis has become popular.

Dr Bensimon is an English psychologist and a follower of Freud. He diagnoses Lysander's problem as anorgasmia, and naturally, a psychological trauma in Lysander's childhood is duly uncovered. Meanwhile, Lysander has met Hettie Bull, a sexually predatory, Coca addicted, English sculptor who is living in Vienna with her common law husband, artist Udo Hoff. Hettie, in the time-honored way, cures Lysander of his problem. But later, when she discovers that she is pregnant, she accuses him of rape, and he is arrested.

So the scene is set for Alwyn Munro and Jack Fyfe-Miller, attachés at the British Embassy, to intervene and, subsequently, to facilitate Lysander's daring escape over the Austro-Hungarian border and back to London.

Part two of the book is set in London in 1914. We meet Lysander's glamorous Austrian mother; his elderly and frail step-father, Lord Crickmay Faulkner; his step-brother, Harley Street dentist, the Hon. Hugo Faulkner; and his uncle, Major Hamo Rief V.C., who makes exploratory expeditions to Africa and who has brought back with him the "very sweet boy" who had been his African guide. Each of these characters play a role in Lysander's eventual career as a British spy after he is recruited by Munro and Fyfe-Miller in lieu of payment for the legal fees and accommodation incurred in their rescue of him from Vienna.

But I jump ahead. First, war is declared between England and Germany, and Lysander decides to "do his bit" for England and enlists in the army. Then Munro and Fyfe-Miller turn up again, and the skullduggery begins. Lysander is sent to the front line with a couple of grenades in his pack. He must make an excursion into No Man's Land, toss the grenades, and go "missing-in-action." He must crawl through a pre-arranged gap in the French defences and join the French army, and there, Fyfe-Miller will meet him and organize his transformation into Abelard Schwimmer, a German-speaking Swiss railway engineer who has been in a sanatorium in Belgium and is now on his way home to Switzerland. Once in Geneva, Lysander/Abelard must meet the British agent, code-named "Bonfire," who will lead him to a German Consular official who has been receiving coded messages from a British mole. He must then, using his "ingenuity" or a bribe, obtain the password which will allow the British to decrypt the messages and catch the mole.

In the last part of the book, the action becomes faster and the plot more involved. Discovering the identity of the mole becomes the main theme. No-one can be trusted, and the story ends with an unexpected twist.

This is all quite entertaining, but I had a number of problems with Waiting for Sunrise. Perhaps most importantly, I did not warm to Lysander, who seemed to me to be a bit of a prat. I also found it hard to believe that the fledgling British intelligence service was quite as amateur in 1914 as this book suggests. And there were elements of the plot that I found completely unbelievable. At one point, for example, Lysander is shot three times at point-blank range, in a confined space, and he survives. Many of the characters, too, are little more than caricatures.

Reviewers in the British media have been enthusiastic about the book. Le Carré's name is mentioned on an advertising flyer, but it is nothing like a Le Carré book. James Bond in 1914? Perhaps. The basis of a forthcoming popular film? Very likely—it has all the necessary ingredients: lords and ladies, an Elizabethan Manor House, exotic settings, arty types, drugs, hot sex, hints of homosexuality and perversion, trench warfare, espionage, goodies and baddies... How could it possibly fail?

 

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