The kids are most definitely not all right in a near future that can’t decide whether to drug them, kill them, or promote them.
“WAKE UP, YOU BASTARDS!” That barbaric yelp might not be the most traditional finale, but here we are back in the land of Chuck. This is not Palahniuk’s first foray into teen angst—see Damned (2011) and Doomed (2013) for lighter fare. This time he’s way more interested in pulling apart the building blocks of story and self than subverting conventional dystopian tropes. In this bizarro version of America, the powers that be launch an ill-fated attempt to rescue society—covertly encouraging the country’s largely illiterate youth to read books laced with everything from Ritalin to powerful hallucinogenics. Simultaneously, our best and brightest are targeted with a standardized test that neutralizes societal disruptors: “You cherry-pick. You hunt for kids likely to create seismic shifts in culture and technology, and you weed them out.” Once ripe, they’re sold by their parents to a postmodern slave market and repurposed from saviors into heads of state and corporate overlords: “Okay, it was a severly fucked-up system, buut a systm.” Here comes steely-eyed Samantha Deel, destined to become the actual Queen of England, but so unhappy to be losing her dreams of singing that she maims herself. Yes, she’s the hero, along with her formerly dead boyfriend, Garson, and a gender-bent, self-described “interventionist” named War Dog, but don’t get too excited. Although there are a few familiar wisps of YA dystopia here, The Hunger Games it’s not. Peppering his book with passages and phrases from The Great Gatsby, Anna Karenina, and The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, Palahniuk is clearly enjoying himself, but he’s also drilling down into the titular idea—a psychic or spiritual kick that gets you out of your own head for once.
Readers’ choice whether this is a coded message, a spiked cocktail, or just a secret love letter to art.