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Jan. 20, 1992: Australia's Family Ties
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1992
Jan. 20, 1992 Why Are Men and Women Different?
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<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
BOOKS, Page 53
Australia's Family Ties
</hdr><body>
<p>By Paul Gray
</p>
<qt>
<l>THE TAX INSPECTOR</l>
<l>By Peter Carey</l>
<l>Knopf; 279 pages; $21</l>
</qt>
<p> Few fictional families in recent memory seem more unhappy
than the Catchprices, who own a General Motors dealership on
the outskirts of Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. Gran
Catchprice, the matriarch of this ragged clan, is approaching
her 86th birthday and toys with the idea of blowing Catchprice
Motors to smithereens; she has a stash of gelignite and knows
how to use it. Her daughter Cathy wants to leave the family
business and go on the road with Big Mack, her
country-and-western band. Son Mort refuses to sell cars and
enjoys a none-too-warm paternal bond with his own two teenage
sons: Johnny, 18, has escaped to a Hare Krishna ashram in
Sydney; Benny, 16, possesses, as Mort sees it, "severe learning
difficulties and the belief he was a genius."
</p>
<p> Actually Benny is a lot stranger than his father imagines.
The boy has decided he is an ethereal spirit--"Angel of
Plagues, Angel of Ice, Angel of Lightning"--and has had wings
tattooed on his back. Benny also sees himself as the appointed
savior of Catchprice Motors. Never mind that his relatives think
him fit for nothing but pumping gas. "This is a family
business," Benny tells a prospective salesman. "It's a
snake-pit. They all hate each other. None of them can sell a
car. If you work here, you'd have to work for me."
</p>
<p> Into this happy workplace stumbles Maria Takis, eight
months pregnant with the child of her former boss at the
Australian Taxation Office. She is doing penance for her
imprudent affair, and her punishment is to be assigned to
investigate crummy outfits like Catchprice Motors. Maria is
rapidly losing her illusions: "She knew already what she would
find if she audited this business: little bits of crookedness,
amateurish, easily found. The unpaid tax and the fines would
then bankrupt the business."
</p>
<p> The Tax Inspector records the four days this lamentable
investigation takes, and during most of them, Australian-born
Peter Carey is at the top of his form. Best known for Oscar and
Lucinda (1988), an inspired account of a pair of star-crossed
Victorian lovers, Carey specializes in comic compulsiveness, the
obsessions that lonely people in underpopulated landscapes
create to give some center to their lives. These fantasies
seldom lead to anything but trouble and unexpected consequences.
Gran Catchprice's desire to destroy what she and her late
husband have built seems understandable, given her original
expectations: "The only thing she had ever wanted was a flower
farm, but what she got instead was the smell of rubber radiator
hoses, fan belts, oil, grease, petrol vapor, cash flows,
overdrafts and customers whose bills ran 90, 120 days past due.
It was this she could not stand--she did it to herself."
</p>
<p> Along the way, though, a lot of the fun goes out of this
tale of a maladroit family and hapless, unwilling tax
inspector. There is a dark and extremely unamusing family secret
that has made the Catchprices so miserable and so horrid to one
another. What begins as slapstick evolves into tragedy, and
Carey does not adequately prepare the ground for this
transition. In the end, a reader is left with the uncomfortable
sense of having laughed in all the wrong places. If that was
Carey's intention, he succeeded, but he should perhaps expect
only a muted form of gratitude.
</p>
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