THE MOONLIGHT MARKET

A photographer discovers a magical land hiding in plain sight.

Tom Argent always wanted to believe that there was something special about him as a child, but his adoptive parents constantly reminded him that fairy stories weren’t real. Now in his late 20s, he lives above and works in a photography shop, spending his days wandering London with his camera. Everything changes one morning when he takes a picture by the Regent’s Canal that shows a woman he hadn’t seen on the negative. Later that day, a woman named Vanessa comes into the shop and, in just a moment, Tom has fallen desperately in love. Eager to meet her again, he rushes to a champagne bar she says she sometimes visits, and the night ends with a kiss, a fight, and a meeting with the girl from the photograph. There’s a secret world of moths and butterflies in the shadows of London, and Tom is about to find out how he fits into it. Like the children’s fantasy stories Tom was discouraged from reading when he was young, this book is off from one incident to the next, adventure to adventure. While it creates a fantastical world, the constant movement doesn’t let anything get too deep, from set pieces to magic to characters. The reader is told Tom falls in love with Vanessa, that he has lost memories of a market and a girl, but none of these things are ever actually shown; there’s a trilogy worth of mythos and characters crammed into one normal-length novel with no room for anything to breathe. While the book has great ideas and incredible lore, there’s no connection formed between reader and characters.

A glitzy tale with little substance.