MAY 8, 2017
TWO STUDENTS ARE ROLLING a large barrel — not a keg, but a real wooden barrel — down the street as I write this. On my ever-expanding list of strange sightings, barrel rolling doesn’t even crack the top 100, not after spending nearly 20 years on various college campuses as a student, faculty member, or administrator. By the time Yoona, Lloyd, and Jaesung arrived in Seoul five years later, the spirit of student protest that existed before the Gwangju Massacre had fully mobilized into a movement with a clear and passionate vision of South Korean democracy. Or so she thought until Lloyd appeared on campus, insisting that the accident was a cover-up and Jaesung had actually been kidnapped by the government. It casts the sweetness of Yoona and Jaesung’s first love opposite the emotionally bereft version practiced by her troubled parents. Despite numerous unresolved discrepancies and Lloyd’s increasingly paranoid and possessive behavior, Yoona continues to believe him, long after we understand that she probably shouldn’t. Weston’s campus is a bucolic, well-insulated place compared to her home in Millsberg, New York, where regular occurrences of domestic violence caused her to fold ever inward. Sections of the rapidly developing hostage situation alternate with backstory about Lloyd’s unexpected arrival at Weston weeks earlier, as well as interior monologue in which Yoona addresses a mysterious “you.” The contrast in pacing and tone is compelling. And yet, due to Han’s deft touch, we can’t help but feel sympathy for this young man as his mind unravels. We had a plan, Yoona. Over 140 civilians died during this period, and approximately 2,000 residents of the city disappeared. They quickly became inseparable, with the attachment between Yoona and Jaesung turning romantic. Determined to make her believe again, as well as prevent her from aborting Jaesung’s child, Lloyd takes Yoona, Daiyu, and two others captive. But within a few sentences, the scene takes a frightening turn and the woman watching this pair from her window is calling 911. It’s the fall of 1985, and Yoona is a newly arrived freshman at Weston, a small college in central Pennsylvania. Throughout these tense scenes, Yoona blames herself — for believing Lloyd’s claims about the KCIA (the South Korean National Intelligence Service) having information about Jaesung, for welcoming Lloyd’s unexpected arrival at Weston and bringing him into her friends’ lives, and for allowing him to accompany her to New York and meet her family when her mother was sick. And she handed him things, like his coat when it was snowing outside or a glass of tea on a hot day. It also provides relief from the chaos of Seoul, South Korea, where she spent the summer immediately before college, in an atmosphere darkened by political unrest and state-sponsored police violence. But it’s a believable by-product of her abusive family life, which left her with a hollow understanding of love. Lloyd called it being on the same wavelength. While the hostage sections spike furiously with tension, the interior sections meander with heartbreak and longing. The early pages of A Small Revolution are thrilling and jarring. All I’ve ever given you was love,” he says to Yoona as he paces the small room with his shotgun. At times, Yoona’s desperation to hang on to Jaesung, her first love and the father of her unborn child, is both touching and deeply frustrating. My father patted my mother’s arm with tenderness, I could admit that. Caught up in this unique historic moment, the idealistic Jaesung briefly flirted with the idea of becoming a student martyr by wrapping himself in gasoline-soaked sheets, setting himself on fire, and jumping from a building — “a protest for the world to see.” To Yoona’s relief, Lloyd talked him out of it, reminding Jaesung, “You can’t change anything if you’re dead. Given the unfamiliar tenderness that Yoona experienced with Jaesung and her guilt over not being able to protect her mother from abuse, it’s entirely plausible that she would continue to hope much longer than others might consider reasonable. The impressions left on Yoona by both these worlds — home and homeland — come to a head when Lloyd Kang, the man running on the lawn, bursts into her dorm room with a shotgun pointed at her friend, Daiyu, the woman he was chasing. It’s also worth noting that despite various regime changes, government suppression of protesters was not an uncommon practice in Korea, before or after the Japanese were forced to leave. It contrasts the promise of Jaesung’s wide-eyed idealism with the dark and disturbed ideas forming in Lloyd’s mind. We also can’t help but notice the deafening silence of his parents, who seem embarrassed by their son’s actions and the inconvenience he’s brought upon others. I never saw my parents kiss, never saw them embrace. From the sixth-floor window of my office in Washington, DC, I watch as they maneuver toward a busy intersection, wait patiently at the crosswalk, and then disappear into the crowd. “Love, love, love, love. Jaesung, however, died in a car accident shortly after Yoona returned to the United States to start college. Perhaps that’s why I saw nothing out of the ordinary in the opening line of Jimin Han’s debut novel, A Small Revolution: “A woman is running in a field of fallen leaves, and a man is running behind her.” Given so many years of conditioning, I assumed these characters were joggers, a love-struck couple, or friends running late to a class. When she finally decides to oust Lloyd from her life, he interprets her rejection of him as giving up on Jaesung, a betrayal he refuses to forgive. It makes sense that when Lloyd and Yoona’s father finally meet, the consequences will be violent and tragic. Why didn’t you need me anymore?” Lloyd casts a disturbed and fractured shadow early on in the novel, but like Yoona, we only come to understand just how disturbed in hindsight. In doing so, A Small Revolution embodies what hope is — a desire for something to happen — and much like Yoona, readers of this novel will continue to hope for something better to happen to each of these characters, long after we know that it won’t. In 1980, Chonnam National University students organized an anti-martial law protest in Gwangju that descended into nine straight days of violence after government troops beat and fired upon demonstrators. ¤
Jung Yun is an assistant professor of English at the George Washington University and the author of Shelter. His dialogue, rendered throughout the hostage scenes in small caps, effectively captures both his terror and rage. We were going to find Jaesung. That woman is Yoona Lee, the novel’s 18-year-old narrator. He repeatedly asks the hostage negotiator, “Do you think I’m stupid?” as if he knows on some level that his demands are an act of madness. Eventually, we learn that “you” is Jaesung Kim, the object of both Yoona’s and Lloyd’s affection. And in the transfer, I saw love. “Love, love, love. She can’t see what Han renders for the reader like an orchestra reaching its most thunderous, heart-stopping crescendo: something about Lloyd isn’t right. He sets and resets an imaginary clock with the negotiator, threatening to kill one of the girls if he isn’t given a plane, and then later, a car. A Small Revolution is a novel of remarkably rendered extremes. He demands to meet privately with President Ronald Reagan, South Korean President Chun Doo Hwan, and North Korean leader Kim Il Sung because he thinks their intervention will free his friend and prove to Yoona that he was right all along. Yoona, after all, is practicing what she learned from her father, a violent and self-loathing man who once told her: “You have to be patient. The morose, brooding side he displayed in Seoul presages what he will eventually become in the dorm room after losing the two people — Jaesung and Yoona — he holds closest to him. It is an ambitious and accomplished debut that pulls us out of our comfortable window seats and places us in a room, in a young woman’s heart, and in a nascent democracy’s earliest days. The trio — all Korean-American students signed up for the same group tour — met a few months earlier in Seoul during that chaotic summer of protest. He’d appear wherever I was, wandering into the same room I was in at the library or finding me in line at the bookstore. Even when Lloyd’s life is potentially at risk, they are unable to bring themselves to say the words “mental illness.”
Han masterfully portrays the claustrophobic confinement experienced by Yoona and her friends as Lloyd grows increasingly agitated with their situation and the failure of the negotiator to meet his demands. As she replays various incidents with Lloyd and revisits his bizarre claims, we squirm with discomfort as we learn how he deceived and manipulated her over time, much like an abuser would. Who’s going to be left?”
Because of the odd circumstances surrounding Jaesung’s death, which occurred while he and Lloyd were driving to meet with student protest organizers, Yoona is initially eager to believe Lloyd’s account of what happened, even as his explanations grow more convoluted and inconsistent. You have to endure for people you love.”
Strangely, Lloyd acts out something else that Yoona’s father tells her about love: “You kill for it sometimes … I’ve seen people kill for less.” The hostage drama ensues after Yoona realizes that Lloyd is the one who can’t be trusted and tells him to leave campus, which he refuses to do. Lloyd and I had an uncanny connection during this time. The “love” he professes to her is not the romantic variety, but an obsessive, controlling version of it, similar to her father’s. If Lloyd’s claims seem outlandish, it’s important to consider the historic role that young people played — and continue to play — in South Korean politics, taking part in major protests since the early 20th century when Japan still occupied the peninsula. Why don’t I deserve love? She also doesn’t seem to notice the way Lloyd keeps expanding the circle of people they can’t trust, effectively distancing Yoona from her friends, including Serena Im, a cello prodigy and Weston classmate whose South Korean media contacts could actually help Jaesung.
MAY 8, 2017