Russell Banks, praised author of 'Cloudsplitter,' dies at 82
Prize-winning author Russell Banks has died
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Your support makes all the difference.Russell Banks, an award-winning fiction writer who rooted such novels as āAfflictionā and āThe Sweet Hereafterā in the wintry, rural communities of his native Northeast and imagined the dreams and downfalls of everyone from modern blue-collar workers to the radical abolitionist John Brown, has died. He was 82.
Banks, a professor emeritus at Princeton University, died Saturday in upstate New York, his editor, Dan Halpern, told The Associated Press. Banks was being treated for cancer, Halpern said.
Born in Newton, Massachusetts, and raised in Massachusetts and New Hampshire, Banks was a self-styled heir to such 19th century writers as Nathaniel Hawthorne and Walt Whitman, aspiring to high art and a deep grasp of the countryās spirit. He was a plumberās son who wrote often about working class families and those who died trying to break out.
Banks lived part of the year in Florida, and for a time had a home in Jamaica, but he was essentially a man of the North, with an old Puritanās sense of consequences. Snow fell often in his fiction, whether on the upstate New York community torn by a bus crash in āThe Sweet Hereafterā or on the desperate, divorced New Hampshire policeman undone by his paranoid fantasies in āAffliction.ā
In Banksā critical breakthrough āContinental Drift,ā published in 1985, oil burner repairman Bob Dubois flees from his native New Hampshire and goes into business with his wealthy brother in Florida, only to learn his brotherās life was as hollow as his own.
āHis brotherās strut and brag were empty from the start, and in a deep, barely conscious way, Bob knew that all along and forgave him his strut and brag simply because he knew they were empty. But he had never believed it would come to this, to nothing,ā Banks wrote.
āCloudsplitterā was his most ambitious novel, a 750-page narrative on John Brown and his improbable quest to rid the country of slavery.
The story long precedes Banksā lifetime, but the inspiration was literally close to home. Banks lived near Brownās burial ground in North Elba, New York, and he would pass by often enough that Brown ābecame a kind of ghostly presence,ā the author told the AP in 1998.
āCloudsplitterā reads like a prequel to Banksā contemporary works, a summoning of Hawthorne and other early influences. As remembered by son Owen Brown, John Brown was a haunted man of the Old World whose resolve to free the slaves and punish the enslavers made his face burn like a revivalist preacherās.
āI was a boy; I was frightened by my fatherās face,ā Banksā narrator explains. āI remember father looking straight into our eyes, burning us with his gaze, as he told us to hear him now. He had determined that he would henceforth put his sins of pride and vanity behind him. And he would go out from here and wage war on slavery. The time has come, he declared, and he wished to join the time in full cry.ā
Banks was a Pulitzer finalist for āCloudsplitterā in 1999 and had been one 13 years earlier for āContinental Drift.ā His other honors included the Anisfeld-Book Award for āCloudsplitterā and membership in the American Academy of Arts and Letters.
Two of his books were adapted into acclaimed film releases in the late 1990s: āThe Sweet Hereafter,ā directed by Atom Egoyan and starring Ian Holm, and director Paul Schraderās āAffliction,ā which brought James Coburn an Academy Award for best supporting actor.
More recent works by Banks included the story collection āA Permanent Member of the Familyā and the 2021 novel āForegone,ā in which an American filmmaker who fled to Canada during the Vietnam War looks back on his impulsive youth ā a background Banks understood from the inside.
His books often told of absent and otherwise failing fathers and Banksā own father, Earl Banks, was an alcoholic whom the author says beat him as a child and left him with a permanently damaged left eye.
Russell was meant for other worlds, smart enough to have the nickname āTeacherā in high school and become the first of his family to attend college, receiving a full scholarship from Colgate University.
He was an idealist in search of ideals, among countless young people of the 1960s to adopt Jack Kerouacās āOn the Roadā as a kind of Bible. He dropped out of Colgate and drove South with dreams of joining Fidel Castroās revolutionary army in Cuba, a quest which ended in St. Petersburg, Florida.
He was married twice by his early 20s (and eventually had four children), endured more than a few bar fights, wrote poetry bad enough that he later wished he had burned it, worked for a time with his father as a plumber back in New Hampshire and resumed his education at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
He was in his mid-30s, and nearing the end of his second marriage, when he published his first story collection, āSearching for Survivors,ā and first novel, āFamily Life.ā
By the start of the 1990s, when he turned 50, he was an established author and had settled into a lasting marriage with his fourth wife, the poet Chase Twichell.
āOver the years, I think that Iāve been able to make my anger coherent to myself, and thatās allowed me to become more lucid as a human being, as a writer, as ā I hope ā a husband, father, and friend,ā he told Ploughshares for an interview that appeared in the magazineās Winter 1993-94 issue. āItās very hard to be a decent human being if youāre controlled by anger that you canāt understand. When you begin to acquire that understanding, you begin to become useful to other people.ā