
Lacey Yeager, an up and coming art dealer, is the protagonist of Steve Martin's latest work, which spans about fifteen years in the New York City art world. Daniel Franks, is the narrator writing the book to excise Lacey from his mind.
We follow Lacey from her entry-level job at Sotheby's to a high end gallery on the Upper East Side, to Chelsea, where Lacey opens her own gallery.
Martin takes us deep into the art world, to the behind the scenes look at auction houses, to the houses of collectors, even to international dealings. We learn about expensive European art, the Picasos, the Van Goghs to the modern pop art of Andy Warhol and a new movement. Martin also takes us through the financial ups and downs of the art world as it shifts from conservative to modern art, survives 9/11 and the stock market crash of 2008. We follow Lacey's life as it parallels to this world.
Lacey and Daniel became friends in college and both end up in Manhattan, Lacey as a dealer, Daniel as a writer of art. Lacey is young, smart, ambitious, slightly manipulative, and beautiful.
Her walk-on role at Sotheby's stood in contrast to her starring role in the East Village bars and cafes. After her practiced and perfected subway ride home, which was timed like a ballet-her foot forward, the subway car opening just in time to catch her-she knew the bar lights were coming on, voices were raised, music edging out onto the sidewalks. She felt like the one bright light, the spot-lit girl scattering fairy dust...
Though I really enjoyed this book, I can't say I had a lot of love for the characters. Daniel is pretty boring. But I did not find Lacey as evil as I think the author intended her to be portrayed. Yes, she is ambitious but I'm sure no more than any up and coming art dealer that wants to make a name for themselves. Lacey has a relationship with a wealthy French art dealer who is madly in love with her, though Lacey does not return his affection to that degree. But she doesn't use him for anything other than sex and fun nor does she make him any promises. But somehow I felt that this relationship was supposed to epitomize Lacey's amorality, which I just did not see.
Near the beginning of the book, we learn that Lacey has come into a significant amount of money, but we are not told how. This event is alluded to throughout the book until we finally learn how that came about. This was another time that I think was supposed make me dislike Lacey, but it was rather a let down after the long build up. I won't spoil it, but it was not the crime of the century. The fact that Daniel played a role which eventually comes to haunt him, did not make me feel sympathetic to him. Really, at no point in this book did I see anything to justify Daniel's resentment of Lacey.
Although I did not see Lacey as I think the author meant me to, I still very much enjoyed this book and the very detailed look into the art world. Martin's writing is excellent as always. However, the story lacked the poignancy of
Shopgirl, in part because of its main focus on art and partly because there really was no connection with the characters. Some of the minor characters were interesting, especially the collectors, but neither Lacey nor Daniel had much depth. If I had not been interested in the art aspects, I probably would not have liked this novel. This work is not for everyone, I could see many being bored; if they aren't interested in art, they won't like this book. It seemed as if Martin wanted to write about the art world that he loves and the characters were just something to tell the story around.
I think my review makes it sound as if I liked the book less than I did. But I didn't, it just wasn't the book it was made out to be.
my rating 4/5