Review by New York Times Review
JULIANNE PACHICO'S "The Lucky Ones" offers a blunt, fresh and unsentimental look inside Colombia's last 30 bloody years. She assembles a diverse cast of characters and through them we see it all: the ravages of war; the social climbing of drug-traffickers; the complicated relationships between the wellintentioned rich and the poor who serve them; the abducted who spend years as captives of a peasant Marxist movement that uses children as soldiers; the feeling of displacement and deracination among young Colombians who grow up in the United States and are now bicultural and Latino, and are still obsessed by and conflicted about their country of birth. Colombia is fertile land these days if you're searching for writing material - think of Netflix's "Narcos." "The Lucky Ones" is presented as a novel, but it feels more like a collection of interconnected stories. A few are set in New York and in Cali (Colombia's third-largest city, where the author grew up), but others take place in the part of Colombia that is mostly jungle, in the canopied camps of rogue armed groups. Pachico takes us on an enjoyable and freaky joy ride. We travel from the monkey bars in the yard of an expensive private school to the dire playgrounds of displaced children living in the city's slums. We go from a drug lord's Xanadu to streets right out of "Mad Max" ; from 20-day marches in the jungle with daily activities like Spiderweb Inspection and Toucan Watching to scoring cocaine in a parking lot in Queens with a spoiled caleñita - a young woman from Cali. Pachico's characters are all seductive, but what really drew me in is her ability to describe emotions. The book opens inside the privileged house of Stephanie Lansky, saying goodbye to her parents. She can't wait to spend the weekend on her own. By Page 5, the teenager's idea of the perfect plan turns into a horror film when a stranger rings the doorbell. She knows that he could be there to yank her away. Pachico conveys the fear that Colombian children grow up with - she made that pit in my stomach open up again. Next, she takes us deep into the jungle and inside the head of a kidnapped American teacher who, to control impending madness, resorts to teaching "Hamlet" to a class of twigs and rocks. Then, it's a love story between two outsiders in Stephanie's elite school, a scholarship boy and the chubby daughter of a drug kingpin who keeps a lion in his backyard. We then endure a chapter in which descendants of the girl's coke-addicted pet rabbits start speaking to one another. Give in to them - at the end you'll come out of this ride with a better understanding of Colombia's surreal state of affairs. Pachico provides a new view of one of the most protracted wars in the Western Hemisphere. Fifty years ago, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" defined Colombia. Today, it's Macondo mixed in with Pablo Escobar's Medellin. In the last 20 years, memoir took over Colombia's storytelling, and Pachico has made full use of it. She acknowledges a handful of books, one of them mine, and I found myself reading about my own childhood game (candy supposedly falling from the sky) played by one of her characters. I welcome pachico's voice into the club. She has combined her memories and our accounts to create a millennial's view (not a criticism!) of the complexities of Colombia, full of existential angst and funny details. This one got me laughing: Stephanie's smile filled with bits of corn that "hang down from her upper molars like vines for Tarzan." Or when she decides to call the men who can come to take her away from her Disneydecorated bubble "cheese sandwich rebels." Or when the kidnapped gringo recalls being told that going to Colombia is "special like a girlfriend you know you shouldn't be with." Go to Pachico's Colombia. The book is fragmented, just like the puzzle of the map of Colombia kept by the caleñita, a member of the monkey-bar posse who left for the United States as a child and in her 20 s still keeps an orange suitcase filled with memorabilia. When she is too homesick - and too high - she throws the puzzle on the floor. She sits there trying to make the pieces fit, but like Colombia, they never do. ? SILVANA PATERNOSTRO is the author of "My Colombian War: A Journey Through the Country I Left Behind."
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Review by Booklist Review
Pachico's volatile debut draws on her experience growing up in Cali, Colombia, an area fraught with paramilitary violence. Each chapter functions like a self-contained short story, capturing the sociopolitical unrest and its impact on various, intertwined lives. The tale opens in Valle del Cauca in 2003, after teenager Stephanie Lansky decides to skip a holiday getaway with her parents, and things at home turn wildly awry as her housekeeper disappears and a strange man lurks around her front gate. The scene shifts to the Amazon jungle in 2008, where an abducted schoolteacher named Mr. B struggles to save his sanity by teaching Shakespeare to a class of sticks, leaves, and rocks as a wound on his hand quickly worsens. A subsequent chapter is set in New York, where a young Colombian woman has turned to dealing drugs, unable to fully escape the vortex of her home country's turbulence. Occasionally disorienting and relentlessly rewarding, with traces of Gabriel García Márquez's News of a Kidnapping (1997), Pachico's unapologetically immersive first novel brings life to a South American struggle often forgotten in global headlines.--Báez, Diego Copyright 2017 Booklist
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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
Pachico's history-bound debut novel is a carefully yet fiercely composed collage of voices that bears witness to the executions, forced disappearances, and other atrocities that took place in Colombia from 1993 to 2013 during the country's violent civil war. The book provides a searing glimpse into the conflict through 11 interconnected short stories-each focusing on a different aspect of the struggle. The novel's riveting first installment, "Lucky," takes place in 2003 and sets an ominous tone. In it, a young girl is holed up inside her family's mansion while they're away for the weekend. What she doesn't know-but begins to suspect as she hears a knock at the door-is that they're never coming back. In "Lemon Pie," one of the strongest vignettes in the book, an American former middle school teacher has been held captive by the FARC for "five years, eight months, two weeks, and five days." When not locked in a shed, he passes the time via sessions of "Parasite Squishing" and by delivering lectures from memory on Hamlet and The Scarlet Letter to his class of twigs, leaves, and trees in the Amazonian jungle. The most unique story is "Junkie Rabbit," a twisted glimpse into a rabbit warren filled with bunnies subsisting on the last remnants of coca plants from a ransacked estate. Having lived in Colombia until she turned 18, Pachico has a firsthand connection to the country's charms and troubles that shines through on every gripping page. (Mar.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
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Review by Library Journal Review
Set mostly in Colombia between 1993 and 2013 during the periods of guerrilla warfare and infamous drug trade, this work focuses primarily on the lives of a small group of privileged girls attending a private school. Though promoted as a novel, it is really a thematically linked collection whose episodic, fragmented structure reads more like a series of short stories. Since the protagonists are somewhat similar, individual character development is subsumed to that of an ensemble cast. Often, a minor character in an earlier episode reappears in a major role in a later one in a temporal shift that may catch readers off guard. For example, Betsy, barely mentioned early on, has moved to Washington, DC, where she is living with an escaped prisoner in the last chapter 20 years later. VERDICT By using a cross spectrum of various character types from different walks of life-rebels, teachers, adolescent girls, parents-Pachico, raised in Colombia and now living in the United Kingdom, re-creates this recently violent period of Colombian history, but her debut novel is a disjointed kaleidoscope that fails in integrating all the various components. [See Prepub Alert, 9/12/16.]-Lawrence Olszewski, North Central State Coll., Mansfield, OH © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
Set during the bloody height of the Colombian conflict and spanning more than two decades, Pachico's unforgettable whirlwind of a debut centers around the intersecting lives of a group of wealthy schoolgirls as well as the parents, teachers, and housekeepers who move in their orbit.It's 2003, and Stephanie Lansky's parents have taken off for the holiday weekend to attend a lavish party in the mountains of Cali, leaving 17-year-old Stephanieshe herself has declined the invitationunder the care of their beloved housekeeper. But one day in, and Stephanie finds the housekeeper gone, the phone lines dead, and a man with a thickly scarred face buzzing ceaselessly at the door. Now it's 2008, and Stephanie's former eighth-grade teacher, held captive in the Colombian jungle, spends his days teaching the finer points of Hamlet to a class of leaves and sticks, parasites burrowing into his arms. In Cali, a class of third graders dutifully writes condolence cards to the parents of a classmate, blown up over the mountains. In New York City, a Colombian expat has reinvented herself as an American fashion student, dealing drugs to Williamsburg hipsters and Upper West Side college boys, each tiny bag of powder carrying a remnant of the past she can't seem to escape. A little girl grows up with a pet lion in a house so opulent there's an indoor fishpond; a young man writes articles about the links between the government and the death squadrons and has his fingers axed off by masked men with machetes. Taken aloneand some have been published as suchthe chapters work as complete short stories, full worlds as vibrant and jarring as fever dreams. But together, they form something much larger, revealing a complicated and morally ambiguous web of interconnecting lives. Unsettling and pulsing with life; a brilliantly surreal portrait of life amid destabilizing violence. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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