I wasn’t expecting to like The Sympathizer because I was expecting it to be good. Ha. That doesn’t sound right, but I’ll explain. The cover brags about being a Pulitzer Prize winner, which means that the book has got to be good … and when I have high expectations for a book, I tend to be disappointed. This did not happen with this book.
The basic plot of the story is that the narrator is a biracial Communist spy. He infiltrated the South Vietnamese military to send intelligence back to the Viet Cong. He followed a S. Vietnamese general to the United States to monitor the new immigrants.
The writing style is descriptive and yet not overly flowery. The author paints vivid pictures of life in Saigon and California. Even if the book had no message, it would have been an enjoyable read.
Though the writing style is enjoyable, the best part of this book is its brutally honest look at relationships, racism, classism, politics, and society. Many books explore racism between different races, but this one also looks at racism amongst ones own race. The author doesn’t let anyone slide. He points out our subtle biases, how we manifest these biases, and how affect others.
The narrator of the book is biracial, having an Asian mother and a French father. This is enough to ostracize him amongst Vietnamese people. At one point, he mentions that he has no hope of marrying anyone from a decent Vietnamese family because no decent family would agree to let their daughter marry a biracial person. If both of your parents are Vietnamese, you must also come from the right family.
To be honest, the book felt a bit long towards the end, but I would definitely recommend this book.