A rousing throwback whose spinning plates never stop, even at the end (cue Volume 2).
Baird and Costner team up with illustrator Ross (Urban Monsters, 2008, etc.) for a globe-trotting yarn of lost cities, secret societies, and privileged fisticuffs, backdropped by World War I.
At center are the Ogdens—brothers John and Arthur, sister Frances. Answering a gentlemanly challenge, Arthur braves the Arctic with his fellow dilettante explorers of the titular guild, and among the “Esquimaux,” Arthur encounters a bright white light, a sunken city, and the onset of a severe wasting condition. News reaches John—a major under the British Viceroy—via Frances’ letter and convinces him to desert his post in Mesopotamia in order to help Arthur by collecting other sufferers of “the Complaint” for examination by the mysterious Mr. Sloane, a dead ringer for a former colleague of John’s who had grievously wronged Fan, was grievously injured himself—then vanished completely. Ever at John’s side are his dragoons—hard drinking, expertly violent, and drawn mainly from the British Isles. Their phonetically spelled accents underscore the emphasis on language, with page upon page filled with rumors, philosophies, and personal histories, in conversation or written correspondence, and threading through it all is a loquacious, omniscient narrator of the “gentle reader” variety. Dense, handsome prose undulates ever forward, textured by floridity and imagination—rival sects; talking islands; massive, uncanny machinery; Inuit Babylons; séances; lost knowledge. The politics also feel ancient, with good-guy Anglos traipsing the globe and embarrassing their enemies, while the women worry or are just strong enough to care for a sickly orphan. Pages split almost evenly between solid text and graphic storytelling, and yet the images—entirely sufficient in an action-figure sort of way—are often used to do no more than deliver dialogue. Nevertheless, with its colorful cast, exotic locales, and intertwined fates, the book slowly addicts.
A rousing throwback whose spinning plates never stop, even at the end (cue Volume 2).Pub Date: Oct. 20, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-4767-2739-4
Page Count: 784
Publisher: Atria
Review Posted Online: Aug. 16, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 2015
BOOK REVIEW
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.
Are we not men? We are—well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z(2006).
A zombie apocalypse is one thing. A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Brooks places the epicenter of the Bigfoot war in a high-tech hideaway populated by the kind of people you might find in a Jurassic Park franchise: the schmo who doesn’t know how to do much of anything but tries anyway, the well-intentioned bleeding heart, the know-it-all intellectual who turns out to know the wrong things, the immigrant with a tough backstory and an instinct for survival. Indeed, the novel does double duty as a survival manual, packed full of good advice—for instance, try not to get wounded, for “injury turns you from a giver to a taker. Taking up our resources, our time to care for you.” Brooks presents a case for making room for Bigfoot in the world while peppering his narrative with timely social criticism about bad behavior on the human side of the conflict: The explosion of Rainier might have been better forecast had the president not slashed the budget of the U.S. Geological Survey, leading to “immediate suspension of the National Volcano Early Warning System,” and there’s always someone around looking to monetize the natural disaster and the sasquatch-y onslaught that follows. Brooks is a pro at building suspense even if it plays out in some rather spectacularly yucky episodes, one involving a short spear that takes its name from “the sucking sound of pulling it out of the dead man’s heart and lungs.” Grossness aside, it puts you right there on the scene.
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.Pub Date: June 16, 2020
ISBN: 978-1-9848-2678-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Del Rey/Ballantine
Review Posted Online: Feb. 9, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020
BOOK REVIEW
BOOK TO SCREEN
One small step, no giant leaps.
Weir (The Martian, 2014) returns with another off-world tale, this time set on a lunar colony several decades in the future.
Jasmine “Jazz” Bashara is a 20-something deliveryperson, or “porter,” whose welder father brought her up on Artemis, a small multidomed city on Earth’s moon. She has dreams of becoming a member of the Extravehicular Activity Guild so she’ll be able to get better work, such as leading tours on the moon’s surface, and pay off a substantial personal debt. For now, though, she has a thriving side business procuring low-end black-market items to people in the colony. One of her best customers is Trond Landvik, a wealthy businessman who, one day, offers her a lucrative deal to sabotage some of Sanchez Aluminum’s automated lunar-mining equipment. Jazz agrees and comes up with a complicated scheme that involves an extended outing on the lunar surface. Things don’t go as planned, though, and afterward, she finds Landvik murdered. Soon, Jazz is in the middle of a conspiracy involving a Brazilian crime syndicate and revolutionary technology. Only by teaming up with friends and family, including electronics scientist Martin Svoboda, EVA expert Dale Shapiro, and her father, will she be able to finish the job she started. Readers expecting The Martian’s smart math-and-science problem-solving will only find a smattering here, as when Jazz figures out how to ignite an acetylene torch during a moonwalk. Strip away the sci-fi trappings, though, and this is a by-the-numbers caper novel with predictable beats and little suspense. The worldbuilding is mostly bland and unimaginative (Artemis apartments are cramped; everyone uses smartphonelike “Gizmos”), although intriguing elements—such as the fact that space travel is controlled by Kenya instead of the United States or Russia—do show up occasionally. In the acknowledgements, Weir thanks six women, including his publisher and U.K. editor, “for helping me tackle the challenge of writing a female narrator”—as if women were an alien species. Even so, Jazz is given such forced lines as “I giggled like a little girl. Hey, I’m a girl, so I’m allowed.”
One small step, no giant leaps.Pub Date: Nov. 14, 2017
ISBN: 978-0-553-44812-2
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: July 16, 2017
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 2017
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