An excerpt from “Truly Like Lightning” by David Duchovny. Mr. Beautiful seems to share some striking similarities to Mr. Duchovny himself lol. I am certain that creators put themselves and/or their experiences in their works more often than not. It’s always interesting to suss out the possibilities.
Story #73 is a CPE review of the same book "Truly Like Lightning" by David Duchovny.
Prompt: A literary magazine has invited readers to submit reviews of modern books that might deserve the status of a classic. You decide to submit a review. Your review should briefly describe the book, explain why you think it deserves the status, and speculate on what makes a book a classic.
David Duchovny, known mainly as an actor, once again scales the heights of the literary world with his novel “Truly like lightning”. It, indeed, is truly like lightning accompanied by one clap of thunder after another – blinding and deafening in its narrative.
Duchovny’s novel tells the story of Bronson Powers, a former Hollywood stuntman and a converted Mormon, who lives off the grid in a plural marriage with three wives and ten children. Seemingly happy in their private desert outside of Joshua Tree, away from the corruption of the modern world, they spend their days hunting, foraging, and farming. Everything changes, when Maya Abbadessa, an ambitious employee of a predatory investment firm literally stumbles upon Powers’ homestead, setting into motion a deadly chain of events that will test the beliefs of everyone involved.
Throughout the narrative, the reader is confronted with the question of how to tell right from wrong in the world of extremes. There is a constant battle of virtue and vice – money against love, sex against religion, greed against generosity. Transposed through the account of Bronson Powers, both a martyr and a crucifier, this is a story of parents who mean well and children who obey their orders blindly. As if to aggravate the situation and show the inevitability of the tragedy, in the background, the reader witnesses how the environment of the ancient desert of Joshua Tree vanishes, turning yet into another meaningless hotel slash entertaining center.
“Truly like lightning” might seem hackneyed for anyone living dangerously close to Hollywood, but unhackneyed for anyone from afar. Regardless of sounding trite in his commentary on pop culture, the multilayered themes Duchovny explores and masterfully exploits are as universal as they will ever be. After all, what deems a book classic if not the topics that undoubtedly resonate with readers at all times - past, present, and future?
Wonderful interview-- it's cozy in a bittersweet way, meandering past his past and reflecting on key childhood-adulthood moments in New York (with a mention of his mother-- not yet passed then-- which is always a nice little bonus~.)
I particularly liked (having never heard these pieces of info before)--
“See the lights on the corner there? On the third floor? Two windows down. That was my bedroom, and this was my view.” He gestured toward the churchyard. “It’s a weird view. It’s a graveyard. We used to play baseball there. The headstones were flat, and we used them as bases.” Just then, the bells began to chime. “Wow,” he said. “I’m gonna dissolve.”
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Earlier, he’d passed by Grace Church School, another alma mater (high school was uptown, at Collegiate), where he and his now ex-wife, Téa Leoni, were married—in the courtyard. “She was a divorcée, I was half Jewish, so I got the garden. Didn’t matter that I’d gone there or that my mother had taught there for thirty years. The law’s the law.”
I discovered how thrilling it is to welcome readers from far beyond New York City. (When we featured David Duchovny’s new novel, Truly Like Lightning, the author himself was on a film set in London and the participants came from all over the world. And every single one of them was a woman. I wonder why.) ;)
I ask if his daughter had read this latest book. “I don’t think [so] … It’s like seeing your dad naked in a way. I don’t necessarily want to read my dad’s stuff. I don’t blame [her].” Amram moved to Boston soon after his divorce, remarried, and later retired in Paris where he died of heart disease in 2003. Duchovny discovered his father’s unpublished second book, A Lifetime Is Once, in a drawer after he passed; as a sequel to Coney, it was more autobiographical of his adult life and included commentary about his children, with whom he suffered some distance. “It was painful at the time,” Duchovny says. “It put me in a position that I suppose I put my children in, which is of walking into that kind of gray area … But when I’m dead, I hope that [my children] can go to the books and say, ‘Oh, that was Dad.’”
Now I want to read his dad's book !
Over the course of our conversation, Duchovny has periodically scooted his chair closer, trying to remain in the shade. “I’m not getting fresh,” he says with a grin. The tide is inching nearer as well, and we have to speak up over the tumbling surf. We discuss the 20 new songs he recently wrote, his next films, and I’m wondering at his energy for all of this. I tell him so. “You’re tireless, David.”
“I’m tired,” he replies without hesitation, laughing. “I’m not tired, I’m just, what am I tired of, honestly …” There’s a long pause as he gathers his thoughts. Another wave smacks and falls away. “I’m tired of the fear that I’m going to do the same thing just because I’m afraid — that if I’ve had some success, that I’m going to try to chase that. I’m tired of feeling like I have to prove myself … And you know, I’m 61, and I see it coming …” He holds his hand out into the sunlight, gesturing at the future, and I notice a constellation of age spots. “I want to make sure I say it all, if I can. That’s why we’re all here, to give our interpretation of it.”
not Sally Jackson revealing the Montauk cabin (which they got cheap because it's near the septic tanks apparently) to be the place where she first met Percy's father, clearly having an emotional moment with her son on screen, and my sibling suddenly going, “wtf was Poseidon doing near the septic tanks???” 😭😭😭
Story #72, which is a 'Truly like lightning' review.
“The X-files” were my Bible throughout the 90s to 2000s. I fell in love with the character of Fox Mulder long before I fell in love for the first time for real. I didn’t think Duchovny could get any better than that until he started writing and I started reading what he had written.
“Truly Like Lightning” is not David Duchovny’s first book, but it’s his best so far - it will strike you to the very core and leave you aching, with questions whirling like a snowstorm in the head.
Set in the desert of Joshua Tree, the story centers around the former Hollywood stuntman Bronson Powers, now a converted Mormon living unplugged in a polygamous marriage. They raise their ten kids away from the evils of society until one day a young ambitious employee of a corrupt real estate company targets their land. Cultures clash. Faith is tested. Choices are made.
The book will hook you and won’t let you put it down… if you manage to push through the first fifty pages. Seriously, it took me two weeks to read that part, where Duchovny mostly explained the background of his characters, and only two days to finish the 445-page manuscript, when the story finally turned into an action movie-like narrative.
All things considered, it’s worth every minute of reading. What made a successful man abandon all the perks of Hollywood and choose to live the life of an isolated nomad? What happens to Powers’ family once they are forced off their land and into the temptations of the world they left behind? What’s with the children who have never had a say in any of that?