“The Five Wounds,” by Kirstin Valdez Quade

Kirstin Valdez Quade is very young by publishing industry standards, but has nevertheless begun to find her place on the literary scene. This month’s story, “The Five Wounds,” appeared originally in The New Yorker, and another story of hers has been included in the 2013 edition of Best American Short Stories. She obtained an MFA in creative writing, and now teaches it at Stanford University. We, the readers of her stories, ultimately know little more about her, but this information is not essential – nor should it be the key to understanding the work of any author. In any case, the motif and general aesthetic of “The Five Wounds” certainly fits thematically with the title we have given this year’s Reading Circle: “Other Voices and Other Cultures in the Contemporary American Short Story.” I think that most readers of The New Yorker probably wouldn’t be able to identify with the small, marginal community in New Mexico that Valdez Quade depicts in her story, nor would the image of a bloody, agonizing Jesus resonate (spiritually) with many people outside Spanish-speaking sociocultural contexts. The author does, however, use a number of techniques that make the story more attractive to its potential readers: the use of Spanglish, which is reminiscent of Junot Díaz, and a “creative writingese” style that many university-trained authors and their readers seem to favor recently.

Hopefully we will have time to discuss these two issues at Wednesday’s session, but for now I would ask you to reflect on a question that I repeatedly come back to, especially when considering pieces of fiction published in The New Yorker: what does an upper-middle class American reader “get” from this story? Why do they like (or simply finish) it? Does it resonate with them? Why or why not? I would like to propose we frame our discussion with these questions in mind, and I am sure this month’s Culture Collector will have something to say about them.

I would like to briefly outline a few of my general observations about “The Five Wounds,” beginning with the themes of forgiveness and redemption, which I believe are the central ones to this piece. A good portion of the story is dedicated to enumerating Amadeo’s faults and shortcomings in life, both as an individual and as a father, partner, son, and worker. Playing the role of Jesus is “his chance to prove to them all – and God, too – everything he’s capable of.” About halfway through the story, when Angel asks her father why he wants to experience the pain of a staged crucifixion, he is at a loss for words. “He can’t say it, but the answer is this: he needs to know if he has it in him to ask for the nails, if he can get up there in front of the whole town and do a performance so convincing he’ll transubstantiate right there on the cross into something real. […] Total redemption in one gesture, if only he can do it right.” In the end, Amadeo does ask for the nails, and is subsequently illuminated with true insight. What exactly is the nature of this insight, particularly pertaining to his relationship with his daughter, Angel? I think this is a good topic for discussion at our meeting – it tests our ability to perform a close reading. As for forgiveness, it’s fair to say that Amadeo is forgiven for his past sins, as foreshadowed in the third sentence, “People are saying that Amadeo is the best Jesus they’ve had in years, maybe the best since Manuel García”, and the poignant last phrase of the story: “Amadeo twists in agony on the cross, and below him the people applaud.” Who are these “people?” Perhaps the (small, rather closed) society he lives in. Even before the time of the story (the time of his atonement) begins, the “people” are prepared to forgive him. Only he doesn’t seem prepared to forgive himself.

This brings us to the question of time. The way the narrative distributes a notion of time over the entire text is certainly one of the elements I refer to when I use the term “creative writingese” to describe the style Valdez Quade deploys. This designation is not a disparaging remark, but rather seeks to identify a rather formulaic way of constructing the narrative time of the story. As one commentator remarked in one of the links provided in the announcement post of “The Five Wounds,” the use of the present tense provides an interesting way of accompanying Amadeo, who lives primarily in the present, while he traverses a sort of coming-to-terms with his daughter and carries out his “performance” as Jesus (or as the first line reads: “This year Amadeo Padilla is Jesus,” emphasis mine). There is a balanced mix of description and dialogue, including a significant, and almost cinematic, flashback. This largely chronological development helps the reader advance effortlessly through the narrative, which starts on Holy Tuesday and ends on Good Friday. We “get to know” Amadeo and Angel, and witness their development, at a very comfortable pace.

I imagine we are going to have an interesting time discussing the different characters of the story and the Biblical figures they correspond to, since the main characters are few (Amadeo and Angel), yet relatively complex, and “The Five Wounds” is essentially the story of their relationship with one another. But for me, the one that most stands out is Manuel García, who “[…] is old, but still a legend: in 1962 he begged the hermanos to use nails, he hasn’t been able to open or close his hands since.” He was the last Jesus to (actually) be crucified in the community’s reenactment of the Passion, so when he begins to follow and observe Amadeo, his phantom-like presence is not entirely unexpected: “[…] only Manuel García is qualified to judge this new Christ […].” I wonder how much of Manuel is actually in Amadeo from the beginning. They are compared in terms of their roles as Jesus in the very first paragraph. And when Manuel touches Angel in one of the more puzzling episodes of the story, Amadeo gets rather upset, for reasons he does not quite understand:

                        Manuel extends a gnarled brown hand, places it against her belly. Reaches out with the other. Cups her belly in both his hands, moves them over the surface of it. Angel stares at the Romeros’ yard.
                        Amadeo could go outside now, put a stop to the terrible thing that is happening, but he stays, one hand touching the pink lace. His legs are weak. When the old man closes his eyes, so does Amadeo.

There are only two occasions on which Amadeo himself touches his daughter, and they are both pokes on the shoulder, delivered only so that she will stop crying. When Manuel touches her belly, however, Amadeo begins to feel uneasy, and this could be considered the catalyst for the rest of the story, both in his attitude toward his performance as Jesus and the way he sees Angel. Manuel certainly helps transform Amadeo, by scrutinizing him, by insulting him, by calling Angel a whore. My question is (and hopefully you can help me answer it): to what extent is Manuel Amadeo? To put this another way: is Manuel (in the narrative, not as a spatially differentiated character) a part of Amadeo? What parallels can we draw?

This brings me to the ending of the story, gruesome as it is. The final images are hard to see through, and almost drown out the emotions of Amadeo and Angel. The cinematic suspension of time between the nail being driven into Amadeo’s palm and the very believable physical agony resulting from it, provides a perfect occasion for revelation.

                        In a moment, pain, but for now he thinks, This is all wrong, and he has time to clarify the thought. I am not the Son. The sky agrees, because it doesn’t darken. Amadeo remembers Christ’s cry – My God, why hast thou forsaken me? – and he knows what is missing. It is Angel who has been forsaken.
                        All at once he sees her. He is surprised by the naked fear on Angel’s face. It is not an expression he knows. And she feels not only fear – Amadeo sees that now – but pain, complete and physical. Nothing he can do will change this, and soon it won’t be just her suffering but the baby, too.

What does this realization mean, exactly? I have a few ideas, but I would like to hear yours, either here on the blog or at Wednesday’s meeting (but preferably both). I sense there is a connection between Amadeo’s pain and Angel’s. The suspension in time allows Amadeo to realize what it is that he must atone for, a realization without which the pain of the crucifixion would be in vain and would not purify his conscience/consciousness. In the end, does the pain free Amadeo from what ails him? I suspect it does, but in an unexpected way.

I hope you find Kirstin Valdez Quade’s story as engaging as I do. I must confess that when I first read it, while selecting the stories for this year’s Reading Circle, I knew that I had to include it as our reading for the month March. Since most of you, the participants, are Spanish (and as such, are at least more used to graphic religious imagery), I will be quite interested to hear your perspectives. What do the final images of Amadeo/Jesus on the cross mean to you (culturally), and what do you think they could mean to an American reader of The New Yorker? I look forward to hearing your thoughts on Wednesday. Happy reading.

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One Response to “The Five Wounds,” by Kirstin Valdez Quade

  1. iñaki says:

    Talking about the “insight” I think the point can be summarized as “Reality weights, and as it does, hurts and brings in pain”. It’s Angel’s new and crucial weight that drives her to her parent (apart from a fight with her mother) asking for a “support system”. Amadeo as a Jesus has a second chance to show himself, and his community, that he can overcome his previous fame of dissolute life. Also at the very end he acknowledges himself that he is willing to and will take care of his neglected, up to now, child. I am also thinking about the fact that the more the weight at the cross the more painful the wounds are and how this may affect someone’s conscience.
    As for the time issue I have found it very interesting how the author plays with flashbacks helps a lot in advancing through the story and providing additional psychological or existential layers on main characters.
    There are many parallels between Amadeo and Manuel. Firtsly the decision about using nails. Moreover I consider that they are basically described as “loosers” or far from being prominent members of the community (at some point it is said that community is somehow tired of Manuel living on public charity as If there was a subtle desire to get rid of him or as if he was lasting too much). The relation that both have with Angel starts with negative connotation and rejection but evolves into fundamental recognition (the paragraph you selected about scene between Manuel and Angel is a striking one), how could otherwise be before a close contact with the weight of an eight months pregnant woman?. The share final laugh also brings a parallelism. One is tend to think that Amadeo may end up at the end of his life as Manuel.
    I also think that Amadeo, Manuel and Angel form a somehow triangle which can provide many metaphor of by they act the way they do.
    Commenting on connection between Amadeo`s pain and Angel’s pain, I reckon if Amadeo becomes the fundamental pain not from the nails but from the recognition of having neglected his daughter. This denial may have much to do with the current situation of Angel and to what extend is she going to repeat her mother’s story of rising her child alone with presumably negative effects on it. The same that Jesus says “Father why has you forsaken me?” could be asked by Angel to Amadeo.
    Birth of the “new Amadeo”, the one who through suffering understands the profound meaning of his daughter appearance on his life just at that moment, may go side by side with birth of the new child as well as Angel’s new reality as a mother, not any more a 15 year’s old teenager thinking about Prom, boys and so on.

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