
Her life has become narrow and joyless, punctuated by perfunctory sex with the institute’s director. Lou is an archivist in a dusty Canadian Historical Institute. He is no cuddly toy, but she becomes surprisingly intimate with him. When Lou, the narrator of Marian Engel’s 1976 novel, Bear, meets a real bear, she finds that “its nose was more pointed than she expected – years of corruption by teddy bears, she supposed”.

W hat do you think of when you think of a bear? A large, lumbering creature, unpredictably violent? Perhaps you think of Grizzly Man, Werner Herzog’s jaw-dropping film about a man killed by one of the creatures he so adored? Do you think of the bearded, heavy-set man contrasted, in the informal typology among gay men, with the skinnier, more feminine twink? Or perhaps you think of a cuddly toy?
