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Ort knows that the sky is watching. He knows what it means to watch. Things are terribly wrong. His father is withering away, his sister is consumed by hatred, his grandmother is all inside herself, and his mother, a flower-child of the 1960's, is brave but helpless. Then a strange man appears at their door. That Eye, The Sky is about love, about a boy's vision of the world beyond, about the blurry distinctions between the natural and the supernatural. All this, and more, begins at the moment the ute driven by Ort Flack's father ploughs into a roadside tree, throwing the whole world out of kilter.
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Penguin (1998), Edition: 1st, 150 pages
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LibraryThing member BlackSheepDances
That Eye, That Sky is his most bewildering novel so far (at least to me). I finished it with a huge sense of what? I made the mistake of going online to see if there was a reading guide or cheat sheet that explains "this is what he meant". I ended up just finding a bunch of reader's suggestions
It starts with the ominous warning of a mother telling her son to always wave goodbye when someone leaves, as you may never see them again. You know that can't bode well.
The novel itself is told in the voice of a ten year old boy, whose father is rendered incapacitated by a car wreck (and no, the kid didn't wave goodbye). His teen sister, his long suffering mom and his Alzheimer inflicted grandmother fill out the family tree. They are barely managing, out in the woods, practically camping, when the accident occurs and changes their lives. Henry shows up to 'help' and has long philosophical discussions with the mom and sister, while helping them care for the father. This leads the mother and son into seeking purpose and God's aid.
Do I think Henry helped them? Actually, I have to disagree with all the other online opinions. I think Henry hampered them in everything. I think he represented evil. They weren't considered bad caregivers until Henry was 'helping' them. He ends up seducing their teenage daughter and contributed to her wild behavior. I think the fact that the mother tolerated him for his help is what alienated the daughter in the first place and made her more susceptible to his advances. And the suggestion is made that he prevents the father from actually recovering. I think the mother and son would have had their quest for spiritual guidance regardless of Henry's visit; people in tough times often reevaluate their needs.
I loved his voice as Morton: he sounds just like a kid with kid thoughts and explanations. He must have been a young boy once! I was also interested in how he felt watched by the sky all the time, I think essentially he was describing his conscience. He knew right and wrong, and he had a good heart.
It left me with many questions: why is no other family mentioned? Why is the daughter so angry all the time? Who is the person the grandmother keeps calling out for? How are they getting by financially? Is it possible that the daughter and Henry had a prior acquaintance with each other, and his visit was subterfuge for being there with her?
I don't mind the questions, I like pondering this kind of stuff. I do think Winton took the easy way out by portraying any "church people" as cliche'd personalities: hateful and judgmental (the Lutherans) or theatrical and creepy (the Catholics). That surprised me a bit, usually he delves a little deeper than what you would expect from a skit on Saturday Night Live.
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that it all had to do with conversion to Christianity by way of one of the character's (Henry) sudden appearance.It starts with the ominous warning of a mother telling her son to always wave goodbye when someone leaves, as you may never see them again. You know that can't bode well.
The novel itself is told in the voice of a ten year old boy, whose father is rendered incapacitated by a car wreck (and no, the kid didn't wave goodbye). His teen sister, his long suffering mom and his Alzheimer inflicted grandmother fill out the family tree. They are barely managing, out in the woods, practically camping, when the accident occurs and changes their lives. Henry shows up to 'help' and has long philosophical discussions with the mom and sister, while helping them care for the father. This leads the mother and son into seeking purpose and God's aid.
Do I think Henry helped them? Actually, I have to disagree with all the other online opinions. I think Henry hampered them in everything. I think he represented evil. They weren't considered bad caregivers until Henry was 'helping' them. He ends up seducing their teenage daughter and contributed to her wild behavior. I think the fact that the mother tolerated him for his help is what alienated the daughter in the first place and made her more susceptible to his advances. And the suggestion is made that he prevents the father from actually recovering. I think the mother and son would have had their quest for spiritual guidance regardless of Henry's visit; people in tough times often reevaluate their needs.
I loved his voice as Morton: he sounds just like a kid with kid thoughts and explanations. He must have been a young boy once! I was also interested in how he felt watched by the sky all the time, I think essentially he was describing his conscience. He knew right and wrong, and he had a good heart.
It left me with many questions: why is no other family mentioned? Why is the daughter so angry all the time? Who is the person the grandmother keeps calling out for? How are they getting by financially? Is it possible that the daughter and Henry had a prior acquaintance with each other, and his visit was subterfuge for being there with her?
I don't mind the questions, I like pondering this kind of stuff. I do think Winton took the easy way out by portraying any "church people" as cliche'd personalities: hateful and judgmental (the Lutherans) or theatrical and creepy (the Catholics). That surprised me a bit, usually he delves a little deeper than what you would expect from a skit on Saturday Night Live.
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LibraryThing member bcquinnsmom
I would recommend that eye, the sky to fiction readers, but a lot of people will probably go away from it unsatisfied. There is a LOT to this story for which the author leaves no explanation and this may frustrate some people. Me, I love quirky writing and I know that I'll be mulling this book over
On page 102, it's Christmas Eve morning and the Flack family is having breakfast. Twelve year-old Morton Flack, called Ort, offers a prayer: "Jesus fix us up. We're breaking to bits here." This one line sort of captures the flavor of the entire novel. Set in Australia, the story is told from Ort's perspective. After a tragic car accident, the life he once knew changes. Ort lives with his mom, Alice, Sam, his father; his teenage sister is Tegwyn and there is Grammar his grandmother who is old and perhaps a bit senile. The family got by by raising chickens and their own veggies; Sam took on the odd job or two. One morning, though, Ort learns that his father was in a car accident and after that life completely changed for everyone, but perhaps most keenly felt by Ort. The biggest change of all, though is the appearance of Henry Warburton, who shows up to "nurse" Sam, home from the hospital but unable to function. While Ort is busy trying to make sense of all of the changes, Henry is trying to atone and expiate for something that happened in his past. Ort just keeps praying for a miracle as his household falls apart.
You really have to take this one slowly. It is well worth the time and effort if you put some thought into it. If you're looking for straightforward plot line or everything neatly tied up in a bow at the end, you're going to be disappointed. This is a tough book to read, but beautifully written & sort of reaffirms your faith in the power of a child's love.
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in my head for a while now that I've finished it. For anyone who hasn't read a Tim Winton novel, I wouldn't suggest you start with this one -- try The Riders or Dirt Music (I haven't read anything else by him, but I did like the two I just listed). I plan to get my hands on every book this man has written.On page 102, it's Christmas Eve morning and the Flack family is having breakfast. Twelve year-old Morton Flack, called Ort, offers a prayer: "Jesus fix us up. We're breaking to bits here." This one line sort of captures the flavor of the entire novel. Set in Australia, the story is told from Ort's perspective. After a tragic car accident, the life he once knew changes. Ort lives with his mom, Alice, Sam, his father; his teenage sister is Tegwyn and there is Grammar his grandmother who is old and perhaps a bit senile. The family got by by raising chickens and their own veggies; Sam took on the odd job or two. One morning, though, Ort learns that his father was in a car accident and after that life completely changed for everyone, but perhaps most keenly felt by Ort. The biggest change of all, though is the appearance of Henry Warburton, who shows up to "nurse" Sam, home from the hospital but unable to function. While Ort is busy trying to make sense of all of the changes, Henry is trying to atone and expiate for something that happened in his past. Ort just keeps praying for a miracle as his household falls apart.
You really have to take this one slowly. It is well worth the time and effort if you put some thought into it. If you're looking for straightforward plot line or everything neatly tied up in a bow at the end, you're going to be disappointed. This is a tough book to read, but beautifully written & sort of reaffirms your faith in the power of a child's love.
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LibraryThing member tandah
I'm writing this review as an adult reader - and unlike a lot of YA fiction, couldn't really connect with it as an older reader. I wasn't able to 'get into' the story or the characters and I found a lot of the writing was just really jarring.
LibraryThing member Robert3167
There is a fine line when writing from the point of view of a young person; between complete ignorance of yourself and the people around you and an adult too knowing omniscience beyond your years. In writing from Ort's POV Tim Winton carefully conveys his confusion and naivety while giving the
Ort lives in the outskirts of town with his parents, older sister Tegwyn and Grammar. Ort's father is injured in a car accident. The family struggle to cope with caring for him once he comes home, wheelchair bound.
Out of the blue Henry Winterbottom arrives and offers to help.
"I go through to the front door that we never used until lately, and I open it with a pull and there at the door is a big man with old clothes that you could buy at a school fete for fifty cents, a real long face with a big hoe chin, funny eyes, a book in his hands, and grass seeds all over him.
'Hello, Morton, is your mother there?'
I don't say a flamin' word. I know him. Me mouth must be way open but I can't help it. It's the joker from under the bridge.
In the end, Mum comes up behind me and says, 'Can I help you?'
'I'm not selling anything,' he says, then looks like he'd like to change that but can't, so he shuts his mouth.
He's big, tall. Wide hands. He could do with a wash.
'Yes?'
'I've come to help with Sam.'
Mum grabs my shoulder hard like she's trying to pop a boil out of it. 'Are you from the hospital, then?' Oh, look at him, Mum, does he look like he's from the flamin' hospital?
'No. I'm not from anywhere in particular. Nngth.'
I look up. What was that? He said this funny word at the end then.
'No, I'm here to help you bathe Sam. It must be time now.'
'I didn't ask anyone to come.' Mum says.
'No,' I say. 'we didn't ask anyone to come'.
'I understand that. Nngth.'
There he goes again.
'Are you from Social Security?'
He shakes his head, smiling.
'Council?'
Mum looks at me. She wants to let him in, I can tell. She's mad. He's a stranger. He's dirty. We don't know who he is. We didn't ask him to come.
'We didn't know about any of this. Who's paying you?'
'I'm a voluntary worker.'
'For nothing?'
'Yes. More or less.'
She looks like she's decided to close the door on him, like she's suspicious after all, but then she just looks kind of scared and lost and she gives me a dry smile that says "I'm sorry'.
'Well, you might as well come in, now you are here,' she says with a sigh.”
From this introduction to Henry we see from Ort’s POV the visual, the physical. From listening to his mother we see her need for help overcome any reluctance to accept this odd offer.
We can also see the taut, spare style Winton uses. Young boys are not often given to use expansive descriptive prose. Ort’s sentences are very short, punchy and pared back.
When Henry takes Ort and Tegwyn to the beach for their first time, Winton captures the essence of the day in Ort’s emotional spare, descriptions.
“The beach is the whitest flaming thing you’ve ever seen in your life! Black car parks, green water, and white sand that goes for miles. You squint as you walk across it, through oily brown people on blankets and under brollies with radios going and babies crying. Some girls with their boobs showing, brown things with eyes that watch you go past. Geez…
…Blokes on surfboards turning round and going like hell. Takes me a while to see the big lines coming in like a convoy of wheat trucks, some with bits of white blowing off the top like wheat dust coming off the load.
…Everyone else catches the waves when they come. They swim with them and shoot along to the beach. But I stay put. I get run over by surfboards. I get run over by fat ladies with prickly legs. I get run over by my own sister. And then I reckon I’ve had enough. I think all the knocks have ruined my brains, ‘cause I turn around and catch the next wave that comes up behind me like a brick wall. Then I’m flying. Really flying. Most of me isn’t even in the wave. I’m hanging pout over the sandbar that’s a long, long way down and I hear me own voice going: ‘Oooooohhh!’ Like jumping out of a tree. On to your head. Hohh! I come up with more sand down my throat and music in my head and another wave tumbles me over. Another one fills me up with water and sends me along the bottom. The last one drops me on the beach. I get up and then I know. Me shorts! Here I am standing in the middle of the city with nothing on.”
Winton could have run many of these sentences together without losing the meaning, however this is how Ort thinks and by chopping those down the pattern of his thoughts fit the situation. The repetition of ‘I get run over by…” mirrors the repetition of the waves and the constant buffeting he endures.
This is a bittersweet novel about a young boy, his family, and how they attempt to cope with growing up, growing wiser, all under the blue eye in the sky.
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reader clues about what is actually going on.Ort lives in the outskirts of town with his parents, older sister Tegwyn and Grammar. Ort's father is injured in a car accident. The family struggle to cope with caring for him once he comes home, wheelchair bound.
Out of the blue Henry Winterbottom arrives and offers to help.
"I go through to the front door that we never used until lately, and I open it with a pull and there at the door is a big man with old clothes that you could buy at a school fete for fifty cents, a real long face with a big hoe chin, funny eyes, a book in his hands, and grass seeds all over him.
'Hello, Morton, is your mother there?'
I don't say a flamin' word. I know him. Me mouth must be way open but I can't help it. It's the joker from under the bridge.
In the end, Mum comes up behind me and says, 'Can I help you?'
'I'm not selling anything,' he says, then looks like he'd like to change that but can't, so he shuts his mouth.
He's big, tall. Wide hands. He could do with a wash.
'Yes?'
'I've come to help with Sam.'
Mum grabs my shoulder hard like she's trying to pop a boil out of it. 'Are you from the hospital, then?' Oh, look at him, Mum, does he look like he's from the flamin' hospital?
'No. I'm not from anywhere in particular. Nngth.'
I look up. What was that? He said this funny word at the end then.
'No, I'm here to help you bathe Sam. It must be time now.'
'I didn't ask anyone to come.' Mum says.
'No,' I say. 'we didn't ask anyone to come'.
'I understand that. Nngth.'
There he goes again.
'Are you from Social Security?'
He shakes his head, smiling.
'Council?'
Mum looks at me. She wants to let him in, I can tell. She's mad. He's a stranger. He's dirty. We don't know who he is. We didn't ask him to come.
'We didn't know about any of this. Who's paying you?'
'I'm a voluntary worker.'
'For nothing?'
'Yes. More or less.'
She looks like she's decided to close the door on him, like she's suspicious after all, but then she just looks kind of scared and lost and she gives me a dry smile that says "I'm sorry'.
'Well, you might as well come in, now you are here,' she says with a sigh.”
From this introduction to Henry we see from Ort’s POV the visual, the physical. From listening to his mother we see her need for help overcome any reluctance to accept this odd offer.
We can also see the taut, spare style Winton uses. Young boys are not often given to use expansive descriptive prose. Ort’s sentences are very short, punchy and pared back.
When Henry takes Ort and Tegwyn to the beach for their first time, Winton captures the essence of the day in Ort’s emotional spare, descriptions.
“The beach is the whitest flaming thing you’ve ever seen in your life! Black car parks, green water, and white sand that goes for miles. You squint as you walk across it, through oily brown people on blankets and under brollies with radios going and babies crying. Some girls with their boobs showing, brown things with eyes that watch you go past. Geez…
…Blokes on surfboards turning round and going like hell. Takes me a while to see the big lines coming in like a convoy of wheat trucks, some with bits of white blowing off the top like wheat dust coming off the load.
…Everyone else catches the waves when they come. They swim with them and shoot along to the beach. But I stay put. I get run over by surfboards. I get run over by fat ladies with prickly legs. I get run over by my own sister. And then I reckon I’ve had enough. I think all the knocks have ruined my brains, ‘cause I turn around and catch the next wave that comes up behind me like a brick wall. Then I’m flying. Really flying. Most of me isn’t even in the wave. I’m hanging pout over the sandbar that’s a long, long way down and I hear me own voice going: ‘Oooooohhh!’ Like jumping out of a tree. On to your head. Hohh! I come up with more sand down my throat and music in my head and another wave tumbles me over. Another one fills me up with water and sends me along the bottom. The last one drops me on the beach. I get up and then I know. Me shorts! Here I am standing in the middle of the city with nothing on.”
Winton could have run many of these sentences together without losing the meaning, however this is how Ort thinks and by chopping those down the pattern of his thoughts fit the situation. The repetition of ‘I get run over by…” mirrors the repetition of the waves and the constant buffeting he endures.
This is a bittersweet novel about a young boy, his family, and how they attempt to cope with growing up, growing wiser, all under the blue eye in the sky.
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LibraryThing member SashaM
I have no words to tell you how awful this book is. Had to read it in high school. Put me off Tim Winton for life. I just wanted to slap every character really hard and then shred the book. It has been 15 years since high school and I still hate it this much.
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Audie Award (Finalist — 1997)
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