A review of Barn 8: A Novel <\/em>by Austin’s Deb Olin Unferth<\/p>\n

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Janey, twenty-something and drifting aimlessly about, and Cleveland, model of by-the-book probity, conduct consumer audits of layer-hen egg farms in Iowa, which involves certifying best practices for consumer safety and the health and welfare of the chickens. They spend their days in barns, \u201c[n]ot the barns of once upon a time, retro or relic, that red-planked national emblem . . . but the barns of now, the powerful machines, the massive robot supercomputers, the human-made megafauna.\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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One day, Cleveland breaks, taking home a single hen from the farm she\u2019s inspecting. Then, she takes two hens, then another and another, dropping them off at a shelter run by Dill, \u201cthat humorless man named for an herb\u201d (no \u201ccorporate tacos\u201d), an animal-rights activist who used to supervise a force of undercover investigators who would get themselves hired as farmhands. Janey joins Cleveland in the rescue operation, and they conceive a plan to empty an entire egg farm in one night\u2014a million hens, give or take. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Barn 8: A Novel<\/span><\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/a> <\/em>is new literary fiction from Austin\u2019s Deb Olin Unferth, associate professor of creative writing at the University of Texas at Austin, author of five previous books, including Revolution: The Year I Fell in Love and Went to Join the War<\/em>, a National Book Critics Award finalist. Barn 8 <\/em>is metaphysics grounded in dirt, generous and large hearted, economical yet evocative phrases and long, breathless sentences of pure urgency.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Unferth\u2019s characters are alive on the pages in their rough relationships and messy motivations. Dialogue is smart and rapid-fire, as if the Gilmore Girls <\/em>and Bruce and Cybil from Moonlighting <\/em>were playing these parts. Barn 8 <\/em>is suffused with humor, from chuckles to full-throated guffaws.  <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll have to do some computations. The question is,\u201d said Jonathan, \u201chow many birds per minute need to be leaving the barns.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Annabelle took out a pad.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou got a chisel too?\u201d He rose. \u201cI\u2019ll go get my laptop.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy don\u2019t we phone the FBI and invite them over?\u201d Annabelle slapped down a pen. \u201cEverything goes on paper.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Jonathan appealed to the ceiling.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am charmed by Unferth\u2019s structure. The tag-team narration is handed off between the telescoping, limited third-person perspectives of Janey, Cleveland, and Dill (and the occasional cameo, including a hen) and an omniscient, first-person wide-angle that sometimes segues into second person, speaking directly into the camera. At one point, two views of the same conversation face each other on two pages, and a Q&A that we assume is law enforcement turns out to be conducted by divine interrogators. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The Texas Observer <\/em>is currently reporting on a Texas law that makes it a crime to fly a drone over a feedlot, and in Barn 8<\/em>, Iowa has an ag-gag law; it is a crime to report, basically. What is not allowed to be reported? The horror of \u201cplacing the baby-soft beaks of chicks into hot-iron guillotines, searing off the tips, while the chicks struggled and their faces smoked.\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Barn 8 <\/span><\/span><\/em>moves swiftly and steadily, surreal descriptions of industrial egg-farming (two-story barns made of steel and concrete, cages rising twenty-five-feet high, chains bringing feed, belts carrying off excrement, sun rising and setting on a timer, eggs going by on conveyors, 150,000 hens to a building)  and alternate futures (among other things) tucked between chapters. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Does resistance of any scale matter? How do you fight \u201cthe existential power of size\u201d? Sometimes all you can do is \u201clessen the lessening,\u201d but that counts\u2014a necessary something. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cSparrows overhead. A flock circling in uneven loops. Is it instinctual, these ovals, these spirals, this retracing of one\u2019s steps? Do all animals, even all natural phenomena, move like that, have this in common, where everything you see is moving, but nothing is getting anywhere? The solar system, time, water as it falls from the sky and rises back into it, birth and death, work and home . . . Only the universe is a long breath out.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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