Five chapters. Five narrators. Five different experiences of being young Greenlanders trying to navigate the complex territory of gender and sexual identity. That’s the basic setup of Crimson by Niviaq Korneliussen, a compelling novel first written and published in Greenlandic in 2014.
This review of Crimson by Niviaq Korneliussen is my second post for Indigenous Literature Week. The first was a review of The Imaginary Lives of James Poneke by Tina Makereti.
Five chapters. Five narrators. Five different experiences of being young Greenlanders trying to navigate the complex territory of gender and sexual identity. That’s the basic setup of Crimson by Niviaq Korneliussen, a compelling novel first written and published in Greenlandic in 2014, then translated by the author into Danish, and then translated into English by Anna Halager in 2018.
The five stories are interwoven, so essentially we’re getting a single story from five different perspectives. And since each character tells the part of the story that’s important to them, the story jumps around in time. The process of reading Crimson is a bit like assembling a jigsaw puzzle, then, with more of the story becoming clear as each participant gives their view of it.
Most of the characters feel like outsiders in some way, several are depressed or suicidal, and in several cases it’s due to suppressing part of their identity. We start the novel, for example, in the company of Fia and her unsatisfying, claustrophobic relationship:
Fia is disgusted by Peter’s body and bored or annoyed by everything he does, and yet she feels guilty for it, wondering “how on earth can I treat the sweetest man so badly”. This self-hating tirade ends with the chilling words “Plan: Dead.”
Fia’s life changes, though, when she runs into the beautiful Sara in a bar in Nuuk and finds herself feeling an attraction that she’s never experienced before.
And yet, as much as she asserts that she’s “not into women”, she eventually makes a new plan: “No more sausage.” And her sausage-free sexual encounters feel right in a way that her nights with Peter and other men never did. Some of the other characters experience similar trajectories, either realising or acknowledging that they’re gay or, in one case, realising that they’ve been living as a woman while really identifying as a man.
Behind all these stories is the backdrop of Greenland itself. In Crimson, Niviaq Korneliussen introduces us to a Greenland that many outsiders will not recognise. For these characters, it’s a place of alcoholic and abusive parents, a place of anger, of limited opportunities, of constrictive social norms. One character, Inuk, flees the “prison” of Greenland and goes to Denmark, where he proclaims:
This kind of ambivalence occurs throughout the book, this mix of frustration with home and identification with home. As I discovered when I visited in 2019, Greenland is a stunningly beautiful place, but it’s also a place with a lot of social problems as its people grapple with the toxic legacy of Danish colonisation. This picture-postcard town where I stayed, for example, was known a few years ago for having the highest suicide rate of any town in the world.
Talking to people there and in neighbouring Kulusuk, I got the same sense of ambivalence that Niviaq Korneliussen captures so well in Crimson. She also shows us the bleaker, grittier side of the capital, Nuuk, a place where many Greenlanders or their ancestors came after being forcibly displaced by the Danish colonisers.
I appreciated the way in which Niviaq Korneliussen told the story of the young Greenlanders in this novel. She communicates very clearly a sense of displacement and disillusionment on multiple levels. But at the same time, there is a hopeful trajectory both to the overall story and to most of the individual character arcs. It’s a bleak, tough, confusing world, but these five young people battle it with determination and a fair dose of humour and charm.
Despite what I said recently about liking unlikeable characters, the cast of Crimson were people I truly could root for and enjoyed spending time with. Add a fresh, contemporary narrative style that is true to the speech patterns (and texting habits) of young people while also managing to weave in some beauty, and you’ve got a winner.
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