Fatima Bhutto couldn’t shake politics if she tried: it’s literally in her blood. Bhutto is the granddaughter of a former prime minister of Pakistan, the daughter of a Pakistani politician with a dubious legacy (assassinated in 1996), and the niece of Benazir Bhutto (also a former prime minister of Pakistan, also carrying a dubious legacy, and assassinated in 2007). I reviewed her 2014 novel The Shadow of the Crescent Moon, newly released by Penguin, for the Winnipeg Free Press this weekend.
I enjoyed this review of the novel in the New York Times, although the reviewer errs on the side of tying some of Bhutto’s messier work (in a mostly successful novel) up with a bow. Bhutto is clearly an accomplished writer, but if she had not been a Bhutto, would this novel have received a review in the Times at all? As Bhutto herself put it to The Observer, “you can’t escape your heritage. Those ghosts of history are everywhere.” Ghosts must dog Bhutto’s steps. They certainly inform The Shadow of the Crescent Moon.
Read my review here.