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The Antigonish Review
Winter 2009
Issue 160

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Issue # 123

Michael Byrne

Time and the Child in Ian McEwan's
The Child in Time

It may be a commonplace of criticism to state that every great novel is at some level about time, but the masterpieces of Modernism foregrounded this theme in ways that still seem new. To the Lighthouse, The Sound and the Fury, Lord Jim, Tender Is the Night, and "The Bear" among other Modernist texts prepared the ground for the next generation's time experimenters such as Muriel Spark, John Fowles, Kurt Vonnegut, and Robert Coover (or even a third generation's Don DeLillo, William T. Vollmann, Martin Amis and Richard Powers). No recent novel in this rich tradition is as successfully obsessed with time as Ian McEwan's The Child in Time. In this novel (winner of the Whitbread Prize), McEwan produces a long meditation on the nature of this most inscrutable phenomenon, not from the perspective of contemporary physics but from the emotional and psychological responses of a man grieving over the disappearance of his three-year-old daughter. Stephen Lewis' recovery from this time-stopping event and his eventual re-entry into the inexorable continuum of human time form the stage for McEwan's virtuoso performance.

The novel opens with a traffic jam - the deadest of all possible kinds of "dead time." And although Stephen, by walking to a government committee meeting on child-rearing, avoids being stuck in time with his fellow Londoners, he inhabits a deader place in time than they. On a routine trip to a supermarket he has recently suffered the profound trauma of losing his daughter Kate (whether she has been abducted, whether she is dead or living, will remain unexplained), and at the beginning of the novel, Stephen has for some time stopped living in any present subsequent to that day. Stephen's habitat is the past. In fact, the first chapter, framed by the monotonous "bureaucratic time" of the committee, is continually interrupted by Stephen's memories of his boyhood schoolroom, the day of Kate's disappearance, and the days following her loss. As McEwan debunks the notion of chronological time through the nonlinearity of his narrative, Stephen recalls that prior to the trip to the supermarket he and his wife Julie had planned to make love. Stephen regrets this loss as well; he wants to recapture the moment of what was going to be "uninterrupted time" (McEwan 10). But McEwan insists that human memory and desire prevail against any such naive notion, that our consciousness lives as often in the past or the future as it does in the present. The loss of this affection between him and his wife convinces Stephen that "time...monomaniacally forbids second chances" (McEwan 10). Unlike Jay Gatsby, Stephen does not consciously feel that the past can be repeated, yet his memories, daydreams and fantasies concern little else. When we first meet Stephen, he is far from accepting the finality of life without Kate. To do so would demand that he genuinely engage that fateful day, express his grief and confront the future. As the novel opens, though, the only future Stephen can conceive of is more "empty time" as the previous year devoted to the committee has been.

At this point in the novel, memory is the medium through which Stephen moves. He recalls his early years when he emerged as a popular author of children's books and through his first novel, meeting and being befriended by the influential Charles Darke. Charles and his wife Thelma act as surrogate parents for Stephen when he spends more "forgotten time" broken down at their home for weeks after the loss of Kate. But these memories do not supply emotional sustenance for Stephen, nor does Stephen's memory of his and Julie's failure to reconnect as lovers in their child-haunted flat a mere month after the tragedy. Stephen's earlier suspicion that the lost moment of tender lovemaking cannot be recaptured seems confirmed by this memory. Loss and grief have robbed what balm memory might have provided, yet Stephen obsessively clings to a past as painful as it is vivid.

In the midst of these memories comes the astonishment of chapter three in which Stephen journeys by train to visit Julie months after their separation (Stephen observes architectural styles during the trip from London to the suburbs that signal a movement from the past to the present). Having embarked some distance from her cottage, Stephen walks through a field of wheat, and while doing so, he loses his sense of time. He emerges from the field near a pub located in what he perceives to be an earlier, more rustic English landscape. Here he approaches the pub's window and sees a young man and woman talking over their drinks. Slowly he realizes that he is looking at his parents at some point in time before his birth. He senses something else in their pantomime and recoils, fleeing from an "infant despondency" (McEwan 65). Later, as if awakening from a nightmare, Stephen arrives at Julie's where she cares for him and where they later make love. However, the "moment of tenderness" eludes them again as unspoken sadness drives them apart at the chapter's end.

According to the critic David Lodge, "Most examples of radical experiment with narrative chronology...seem to be concerned with crimes, misdemeanours and sins" (79). Like one who has witnessed a criminal act, Stephen is clearly appalled by what he has intuited at the pub, but not until four chapters later is the conversation in the pub revealed: Stephen's parents have been discussing whether or not to terminate the pregnancy that will result in their only child. Stephen has experienced the universal desire to return to the security of his mother's womb, only to be shaken by the knowledge of what a precarious state that truly was. The past, rather than providing a stable, predetermined course of events, is demonstrated to be as contingent and unpredictable as the future. Stephen, very much the "child" in this scene, flings himself upon Julie, seeking the maternal assurances he has not found in the glimpse of his young mother. The "time-hopping" in this chapter comes as no surprise in a novel about time, but McEwan's naturalistic canvas would seem to promise a rational explanation for the event. Hallucination is a distinct possibility as Stephen has become disoriented during his walk. Later in the novel, though, Stephen's mother will corroborate his "vision." McEwan purposely doesn't answer the question of the pub scene's "factuality," and in so doing, may be implying that this kind of "time-hopping" can actually occur. But "factuality" is itself beside the point since the novel concerns the human response to time rather than the nature of time in some absolute sense. Stephen's "vision" of his parents in the pub is "real" precisely because it is emotionally and psychologically real.

Chapter three is only the most extreme instance of the novel's temporal wonders. In "Modern Literature and the Sense of Time," William T. Noon asserts that "[t]he distortion of the time sense to which our modern literature witnesses owes as much to the loss of confidence in reason, in idea, as it does to lack of nerve in our faith" (294). Yet throughout The Child in Time McEwan demonstrates a secular faith in the human capacity to emotionally and psychologically manipulate the contours of time. A number of unforgettable vignettes come to mind. "Panic time" is drawn in the scene of Stephen's losing Kate as time incrementally accelerates from its petty pace when Stephen first notices that his daughter is no longer by his side, then begins to sense that something more serious may have occurred, and, ultimately, races frenziedly down the supermarket's aisles calling Kate's name. Later, the scene in which Stephen survives an accident with a truck driver offers the experience of "time stretching" as the seconds constituting the auto accident elongate with Stephen's heightened consciousness of a terrible physical event unfolding. Elsewhere the experience of "time stopping" is related by Stephen's mother remembering in the minutest detail the frozen moment when she first laid eyes on her future husband who holds in his hands a broken clock. And in the episode of Stephen's climbing to Charles' treehouse, the intensely present tense experience of climbing a one hundred and sixty foot beech (making the next step correctly consumes Stephen's thoughts) defines what it means to be "in the moment" as consciousness of the past or the future is obliterated. There is hardly a scene in the novel that fails to dramatize the richly diverse human construction of time.

Stephen's friend Charles Darke dramatizes the most disturbingly complex reaction to time. Charles is a comer in politics, having vaulted from the world of publishing to the inner circles of the Prime Minister. He has been drawn to Stephen since reading and publishing his first novel, a story of childhood that eschews the sentimentality of most juvenile fiction. Charles has been influential in Stephen's being invited to sit on the committee on child-rearing practices, and because of their friendship, Stephen will later become a confidante of the Prime Minister. Initially, Charles appears to be the ultimate adult: powerful, composed, authoritative. But he inexplicably resigns from the administration and retreats with his wife to a countryside estate. Charles has been one of Stephen's parent figures in the novel, one who shepherded Stephen through the empty time after Kate's loss. Who Stephen visits in the countryside, however, is a woodland boy: Charles has regressed to childhood in an eerie transformation. Charles' "turning back the clock" is presented as anything but a benignly nostalgic gesture - it is clearly half dangerous game and half psychosis.

Charles' retreat from the adult world consolidates McEwan's other theme in the novel - the mysterious and essential relationship between children and their parents. In Charles' case Thelma speculates that the early death of his mother and a cold, tyrannical father combined to deny Charles a real childhood and created unresolvable conflicts in the adult Charles who wants both the irresponsible freedom of childhood and the power and prestige of a politically connected adulthood. This bifurcation of his personality also attracts Charles to the project of overseeing the Government's child-care guide while ensuring that its draconian portrait of correct child-rearing pleases the Prime Minister, his authoritative surrogate father. The Authorized Child-Care Handbook, whose maxims introduce each chapter of the novel, reflects Charles' conflicted understanding of the parent-child relationship, his guilt and self-recrimination. It characterizes children as selfish and ungrateful, and childhood as a social invention, a "disease...from which growing up is the slow and difficult recovery" (McEwan 211). According to the handbook, parents should be inflexible, authoritative, hard, and distant (most especially the father, who must prepare a child for "the separations to come") (McEwan 52). But, for all its harshness, the handbook accurately reflects the adult world's ignorance of children's real lives and natures.

Indeed, the novel's portrait of adulthood and parents is far from flattering. The Government handbook assumes that children are imperfect adults, but McEwan suggests that adults are failed children whose rationality (Thelma) has replaced wonder, whose seriousness (Stephen in the woods with Charles) has replaced playfulness, and whose guardedness (Stephen and Julie) has replaced unconditional love. And parents come in for an even more frank treatment. If the ideal parent is a teacher, a provider, and, most importantly, a protector, the real parent can clearly fail at any of these roles, can betray his own child just as the Government betrays Stephen's subcommittee by publishing its own version of the chid-care handbook. Stephen fails in the role of Kate's protector. This inadvertent betrayal is so painful for him to acknowledge that he compensates by "discovering" Kate in a grade school recess yard and throwing a sixth birthday party for a little girl who will never show up: he will invent what he has lost. Especially relevant in Stephen's case is the relationship between parents and time. Parents, of course, want to see their children thrive and develop (pass through time successfully) while at the same time they want their children always to remain children (somehow resistant to time). Parents are in some ways, then, the enemies of time, a foe more formidable than they. For Stephen this parental dilemma is turned on its head. His ghost child will always be a three-year-old slipping out of his peripheral vision at the supermarket. For his own sanity he will have to imagine her passage through time: the alternative is unthinkable.

As well, Stephen participates in another parental lie of the mind: what Stephen sentimentally clings to early in the novel is the notion, supported by his friend Charles, that childhood is a period of golden timelessness. Darke's retreat into a second childhood is an attempt to recapture this innocence and invulnerability (innocence being another of McEwan's recurring fictional themes). In this delusion one's childhood becomes a temporal miracle: the childhood day is endless; the summers, little eternities. Stephen and Charles would claim that the child may be in time, but not of it. Yet even though the human response to time in this novel admits the greatest kind of variety (Thelma asserts that "Time is variable") (McEwan 136), McEwan's point is that at no time can human existence escape time. The child is in time and never out of it: a heartbreaking realization for Stephen. Kate the child is gone, as her childhood will be someday. Stephen learns this awful truth the hard way - through the painful endurance of time after her disappearance. In these years he comes to experience the profound ache time is capable of inflicting on a human consciousness: the first birthday without his daughter, the first Christmas, the slow march of ordinary days following her absence.

Yet time's other face eventually reveals itself to him. After all, the old chestnut is true for Stephen: time becomes the medium for his recovery. It does heal his wound, and not only by its passing. For time is also the medium of the new life he and Julie create. When Stephen meets Julie again in the last chapter, "meaningful time" (McEwan 251) has passed for both of them as well as for the child growing within her. Time the torturer has become Time the nurturer. Stephen and Julie weep together in their acknowledgment that time has passed, that their Kate will never reappear. This cathartic recognition allows them to imagine a future, to have their "second chance" that Stephen earlier thought lost. (And here, in allowing Stephen and Julie their "second chance," McEwan performs more temporal magic by having the past repeat itself.) Ironically, it is this epiphanic moment that brings them closest to an out-of-time state: "it was before the beginning of time" (McEwan 263). Like the authors of the great carpe diem poetic and novelistic models that preceded his novel, McEwan holds out love as the only human force equal to time. Twice upon a time, huddled around their newborn in its first moments of life, Stephen and Julie renew their commitment to each other and pay homage to the awful powers of Love and Time. If The Child in Time appears to conclude optimistically, McEwan adds an ambiguous grace note - the child's gender is never revealed. This withholding is McEwan's final comment on his major theme: time (here the future as figured in the child) is always contingent, always susceptible to human interpretation. And though time is partly a human fabrication, it is also that from which no parent or child is immune.

Works cited

Lodge, David. The Art of Fiction. Penguin Books: London, 1992. McEwan, Ian. The Child in Time. Houghton Mifflin: Boston, 1987. Noon, William T. "Modern Literature and the Sense of Time." The Theory of the Novel. Ed. Philip Stevick. Free Press: New York, 1967. 280-313.

 

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