A young couple in the near future dares to lift the curtain on their hierarchical society, which segregates its population based on the colors they can—and can’t—see.
Though it’s been 15 years since Fforde published Shades of Grey (2009), this long-awaited sequel picks up right where things left off. Eddie Russett, a high-seeing Red, is still new to the fringe town of East Carmine, and his infatuation with daredevil Jane Grey, recently dubbed Jane Brunswick for her ability to see a small percentage of Green, is expanding his horizons in more ways than one. While society sees their fraternization as illegal—“It was one of the crueller Rules….If you were on the opposite side of the colour wheel, you’d be compelled to be on nodding terms for the rest of your lives”—Jane has encouraged Eddie not to care. And while it’s ingrained in Eddie to believe that if you question the Colourtocracy, you could die for it, he hasn’t caught the Mildew—the “disease” that suspiciously takes people when they are no longer useful to society—just yet. If he and Jane can bend one rule and survive, what else is not as black-and-white as it seems? If all this has you thinking of West Side Story and its inspiration, Romeo and Juliet, you’re bang on. Puns and references to the world as we know it are numerous, direct, and often absurdly funny, à la Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series. Fforde expertly interlaces the most serious existential discussions with humor, favoring fun over drama—a most notable, laugh-out-loud example being the consultation of the Parker Brothers’ RISK Map to explore the possibility of there being a Somewhere Else. While this is generally a refreshing spin on the life-after-apocalypse genre, it hasn’t escaped a mild case of middle-book syndrome. The hyperfixation on dismantling the corrupt Colourtocracy makes the plot feel more formulaic as it builds toward the big revelation, undoubtedly setting up the final act.
Likely the most silly-fun you can have with star-crossed lovers fighting the absurdity of an unjust world.