The Silence Between Breaths
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Print Length: 272 pages
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22 Sept. 2016
Anyone out there watch Gene Hackman movies? You know, the kind of picture when you know it’ll be good because Gene is in it and nothing else matters? Then good old Gene pulls a rabbit out of the bag performance when you least expect it and then the whole movie becomes exceptional? That is exactly what Cath Staincliffe has done with The Silence Between Breaths. You know it’ll be good but, blimey … Really? This good??!!
Passengers boarding the 10.35 train from Manchester Piccadilly to London Euston are bound for work, assignations, reunions, holidays or new starts, with no idea that their journey is about to be brutally curtailed.
Not so much a crime novel, The Silence Between Breaths is a close observation of life that has visceral consequences. A sharp, intelligent commentary on how many of us sleepwalk, day-to-day, through life’s tragedies, forget them, move on, then expect to wake up to more of the same-but-different the very next morning.
Some do, some don’t. That’s life, eh?
What this novel does, however, is develop the sadly ‘everyday’ monstrous, then stretch it out in all of its deeply, disturbingly vivid colour before very gradually drawing everything back so that, as one, we become those people reading newspapers and magazines but not wanting to turn the page without comment.
What’s left is a stark, intelligently drawn, emotionally charged and deeply disturbing story of the not-so-everyday that could be so very real.
If those who have read Staincliffe’s Letters to my Daughter’s Killer think that this is an author who had reached the zenith of her emotional output, think again. The Silence Between Breaths is quite simply astonishing; a true work of socially astute observation that should have the so called socially astute questioning their own values, and more.