Monday, June 23, 2025

29. The Floating Dutchman by Nicolas Bentley

I took this purely on aesthetics and the joy at finding a small vein of British 50s and 60s paperbacks at the Rennaissance on St-Denis.  I love the colours of the photo cover, though the image is a bit indistinguishable. It is relevant to the story though I don't think the pouch of stolen jewels ever actually sits in a pool of blood.

Unfortunately, the book itself wasn't so great.  One definitely could (and did) put it down.  There is nothing straight-up bad about it, au contraire, it is very competently written, the characters and situation all feel very real.  It's just super dry and almost anthropological in its look at a narrow slice of crime in 50s London.  The emphasis of the storylines are unevenly distributed as well, so you aren't really sure who is the main character and about whom we are supposed to care.

It takes place around a bar that is run by Victor, a career criminal with a heroic military past in Italy.  He's never been caught and as we learn is involved in a scheme to steal jewels from wealthy people's homes while they are out eating at a restaurant (Victor is in cahoots with the head waiter).  The ostensible other protagonist is Alexander, an undercover cop getting in good with Victor to trace and find proof of his selling the stolen jewels.  We also have a young hostess working at the bar who is of course too beautiful for such a place but there to watch her reefer-addicted brother who plays in the house band.   Marijuana is treated like heroin in this book.

It's quite procedural and detailed but all kind of dull (though an escape from a surrounded luxury apartment building at the end by Victor's right-hand man was quite cool in its detail).  The ending is supposed to be an ironic twist but you don't really get enough of the characters' relationships for it to register.  

 

Thursday, June 12, 2025

28. Sunrise on the Reaping by Suzanne Collins

Thought I'd jump right into the next and latest Hunger Games book, Haymitch's origin story (he is the trainer played by Woody Harrelson).  It is another page-turner but I have to say I was disappointed with Sunrise on the Reaping and found it wanting on many levels.

This Hunger games is the second Quarter Quell, so the 50th one and 40 years after The Ballad of Snakes and Songbirds.  It's very similar to the first Hunger Games book in that you see it all from the perspective of a District citizen, how the games and the oppression of The Capitol impacts his world.  It's dark stuff.  Collins does not pull her punches and I have to always respect her for that.  This is Haymitch's origin story, the second District 12 Tribute to win and it fills a narrative gap between Snow's romance with Lucy Gray and the main saga with Katniss Everdeen.  From that perspective and for those kinds of fans, this book does a serviceable job of showing how all the strands connect, especially in the District 12 community (Haymitch's love is Lucy Gray's daughter and his friend Burdock is Katniss' dad).

Unfortunately, the overall plot and portrayal of the Capitol and the Games are not that innovative.  Snow, in particular, is the full-fledged omnipotent evil he is in the main series.  It would have been nice to see a bit more of his evolution to this insane levels of control and cruelty.  Likewise, the plot is not really that interesting.  Haymitch stumbles his way to victory, being confused and bummed most of the time.  There is no real moment of victory or even any kind of catharsis for him or the reader.  And then he just gots screwed and screwed and screwed at the very end.  Again, Collins does not hesitate to portray evil, but I just wish there had been some more development in his personality or some way that he irked Snow and forced a change in the system or something.  If he wasn't from District 12, this story would have just been a basic Hunger Games underdog victory story where the upstart gets punished and we learn that if you try to confront the Capitol you and everyone you love will be destroyed.

Another annoyance for me was that the ending basically reprints almost the entirety of Poe's The Raven.  There is some clever plotting of Snow's evil manipulations but it felt lost in a very long denouement interspersed with way too many stanzas that didn't seem all that relevant.  Kind of felt like Collins was either trying to pad it out or just loves the poem so much she wanted to force it down her readers' throats. 

I hate to say it, but it felt like fan service drove the need for this latest book rather than a true inspiration to to tell Haymitch's story and open up the history of the Games.   

Saturday, June 07, 2025

27. The Ballad of Snakes and Songbirds by Suzanne Collins

A couple of days ago, I complained out loud to my family that I wanted a book whose world and story I would get totally absorbed in and would be bummed when it came to an end.  The next day my daughter put The Ballads of Snakes and Songbirds on my place at the dining room table.  I have read the first Hunger Games book back before the movies came out, quite enjoyed it, but didn't continue and then lost interest after seeing the movies (which I quite enjoyed, other than the major flaw of Katniss' unrelenting miserableness).  However, we dump a lot of culture on our child and I thought it was only fair to follow some of her recommendations.  I can't say that I got the full absorption I wanted, but I was definitely caught up in the story and really appreciated the world and history building of this book, which is a prequel and President Coriolanus Snow's (played so well by Donald Sutherland in the movies) origin story.

The setting is 10 years after the war against the Districts that put Panem back in power and instilled an even more ferocious regime as well as The Hunger Games, as punishment and reminder to the Districts for their "rebellion".  Coriolanus Snow is a top student from a famous high-born family, now struggling with poverty and trying to hide it among his wealthy classmates.  As an experiment, the Hunger Games planners have come up with the idea of each tribute getting a mentor from the Academy.  Right from the beginning, Snow forges a special bond with his tribute, Lucy Gray, who is a "Covey" which are sort of like the Romani people of the districts, but now forced to stay in District 12.   She is a performer and her charm and his initiative put them at the top of the popularity.  Snow and his classmates also come up with the idea of gambling on the games and for fans to be able to sponsor the tributes with gifts of food and water.

It's cool to see the early version of the Games, which are super bootleg, in a crumbling arena and bad communications and visuals.  Nobody really wants to watch them in the Capitol as they are so depressing and the Districts don't really have enough access to TV to make them ubiquitous.  We see the seeds of the sophisticated entertainment machine it becomes by the time of the original trilogy (40 years later).  It's all quite well thought out and darkly realistic.  I note that this book was published 2 years after sports betting became legal in North America. And now that we are in the early stages of an authoritarian takeover of the US government, which is as clownishly unrealistic as the goofiest 1980s graphic novel, the Hunger Games does not seem like that much of a stretch.

Ultimately, this is both a bildungsroman and a star-crossed romance and both narratives are woven effectively to satisfying (though not happy) conclusions.  I found the ending a bit rushed, but still believable. It is always tricky to take a major antagonist, who is almost cartoonish in their evil and then go back in time and show them as a decent person to begin with.  Here, you sympathize with Snow because his situation is so shitty, but he displays a coldness and ambition from the beginning that coalesces into a scary worldview and the ultimate betrayal of his love and youthful ideals.  By the end, you can see how he becomes President Snow and how Panem gets to the time of Katniss high-production value Hunger Games.  Note, another advantage to reading books your kids recommend is you can lean on their excellent memories.  Saves so much time to just ask them about some side character or past event than having to flip back through the book.  They remember every scene!

Tuesday, June 03, 2025

26. The Dervish House by Ian McDonald

Years ago, after reading River of Gods, I had said that I would look for more Ian McDonald books.  I clearly did not live up to my word, as my excellent gift-giver brother-in-law, gave me this one last xmas and I had completely forgotten about who the author was.  I actually didn't really make the connection until after I was finished this one and I went back and searched my own blog.  My overall feelings were very similar for this book as well.  I quite enjoyed it, though without the excitement I had for River of Gods, but in the end it felt a bit somehow empty to me.  That's not entirely fair, as I really got into the narrative of Can, the adventurous 9 year-old boy with the heart condition and to some degree, that of his older friend, disgraced and failed professor Georgios Ferentinou.

The story takes place in near future Istanbul.  Turkey has joined the EU and nanotech is the big technology shift.  We follow several different characters on various quests, the two mentioned above, as well as a young gas commodities trader plotting a secret deal, an art dealer looking for the Mellified Man (this is a really cool concept), a young woman marketing graduate trying to find deals for her cousins' new bionanotech and a broken young man caught in a suicide bomber nano attack.  It's a lot to take in at the beginning.  The organizing motif is the Dervish House, which is a centuries old building they all live in.  It took me a while to figure that out, as well as what was going on.  The writing is really dense at times, almost too much so to my taste, so that it is slow going for the first half.

The portrayal of Istanbul (though I've read it may be somewhat inaccurate in many details that might almost make it laughable to actual people who live there) was what kept it going for me.  Even in the current times, it is a city that has always interested me.  I'd love to go visit there someday.  You really get a sense of the density and chaos and smells and feelings of this complex, layered historical bridge between Europe and Asia.

Once you finally figure out what is going on, the narrative definitely picks up and the book becomes quite fun. The last quarter is a real page-turner, though I could have gone with a bit more of a bang at the end.  

I realize that McDonald's thing is to sci-fi up different countries and cultures.  I guess that's a cool endeavour and I have had fun reading two of them, but it also feels a bit cultural appropriational.  I would prefer to read a sci-fi book about Istanbul by a Turkish sci-fi author, which I bet there are out there.  That being said, McDonald has a lot of intriguing other books out there, including his Luna series, which is supposed to be like a sci-fi Game of Thrones on the moon.  I'm not going to hunt these down because my on-deck shelf is almost spilling off the edge, but if they come to me in the future, I will read them.

Sunday, May 25, 2025

25. Striding Folly by Dorothy L. Sayers

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all 3 stories
I probably should not have read this book at this point in time, probably shouldn't have even picked it up, but here we are.  I say that because it is a collection of the final 3 Lord Peter Wimsey short stories with an essay about Sayers and Wimsey.  I was never going to be a completist with this character, so it's not a big deal, but I did feel a bit like I was cheating.  

The first story is about a retired man who is resenting the potential development of the estate land up which his small cottage looks.  When a stranger comes to visit and play chess with him (he is a known chess expert), it is actually an elaborate ruse to frame him for murder of said developer.  The chess match was cool, but they story and mystery were a bit pat and short to be satisfying, involving galosh prints in mud.

The second story has Wimsey, on the day of the birth of his first son, chatting with a perplexed police constable who thought he saw a murder through a mail slot and then returned to find nothing that he thought he saw to be anywhere near the truth.  I guessed this one but the answer seemed so silly that I dismissed it.  It was fun, though, to read the thoughts and dialogue of the aristocratic Wimsey thinking about being a new father.

The third story was the best, because of the funny way it captures the positive side of British upper class mores.  Wimsy is no on his third child, the first of which is accused of stealing prize peaches from a nearby neighbour.  The Wimseys also have a guest, the annoying Mrs. Quint, who keeps lecturing to them about child-rearing.  Wimsey and his son conspire her comeuppance as the former also solves the mystery, to the satisfaction and appreciation of the neighbour.  It's a lot of fun.

The essay by Janet Hitchman is okay.  It's an excellent reference if you want a summary of Wimsey's character and career as well as some biographical info on Sayers herself.  It doesn't have all that much interesting to say, though she tries, other than that.  The book itself is a nice NEL paperback and I hope that some Wimsey completist finds it when I give it away.


 

Saturday, May 24, 2025

24. The Goodbye Look by Ross Macdonald

I was a bit wary about reading this one, as I understand there is a peak period with the Lew Archer novels. The Goodbye Look was published in 1969, on the later side and I suspected that this one might not be so great.  When an author works a certain specific style and themes their entire career, it can grow old and repetitive at the end of their work.  I didn’t want to expose myself to a lesser Lew Archer and then find that influencing my perception of his great books.  Nevertheless, it was thin and has a cool cover.  I was on a work trip and knew i could only read in snatches and thought a detective book would be an easily digestible follow.  I was correct on my first worry and incorrect on the second prediction.  The Goodbye Look is a decent read, but it does feel tired, dwelling overly and too heavily on the sins of the past and the lies of couples and parents.  It also had a complex mystery with too many characters so that I got quite confused at times.  This book should be read in one sitting or at least several chunks.  The plot is actually really well-constructed and clever (and messed up) but it takes some focus to keep it all together.

Archer gets hired by a lawyer, Trutwell to help his wealthy clients, the Chalmers, to recover a jewelry box filled with letters that was stolen from them.  The lawyer lives next door to the Chalmers and they have a long history together.  However, the Chalmers don’t seem keen on Archer’s involvement.  Right away, you can tell that there are secrets everywhere and everyone involved doesn’t want to say anything.  Archer, of course, plods along, continuing to probe until he finds out quite quickly that their son Nick is quite likely the culprit.   He has a history of psychological instability and there is a risk of suicide.  He has been hanging out with an older woman and a rougher young man, despite supposedly in love with Trutwell’s nice daughter.  Tracking them down, Archer finds the rougher young man shot to death in his car.  This is where things get complex and we get a bunch of storylines from the past including an embezzled bank (and the disappearance of the money), affairs while boyfriends are away at the war and just a whole lot of lying.

Now that we all know the sad history of the Millar’s, it is hard to extricate their personal struggles from the books.  The themes in The Goodbye Look seem to hit particularly hard in this area and it is troubling to think of the two writers working on this book together which discusses the crimes of wayward children and how their parents dealt with them.  I think part of what makes this book lacking is that there is so much focus on the family and very little on the time and place.  There is also more explicit pscyhological talk, both in the dialogue and Archer’s thoughts.  His metaphors as well were getting a bit forced at this point.

I know I’m sounding really critical.  On its own, it’s an impressively intricate mystery with a pretty good portrayal of the morally bankrupt bourgeoisie.  It just can’t compare to his earlier works and one risks perhaps enjoying them less if you read them after this one.  So I recommend it for Archer completists only.


 

Saturday, May 17, 2025

23. Diplomatic Immunity by Lois McMaster Bujold (#12 in the Vorkosigan saga)

Still in catch-up mode, I went to the queen of fun and fulfilling (and quick to read), the Vorkosigan series.  Diplomatic Immunity thoroughly delivered.  It was as enjoyable and rich as the previous books with the added bonus that all the previous background to Miles and his various associates, and especially the galaxy-building all come into play here.  My old man memory has held up enough or perhaps after 11 books, I have internalized much of it, that I was able to stay entirely on top of the big-picture space strategy plot points that came up.  This was what I was looking for when I started researching a sci-fi series so long ago.  So very satisfying.

Here Miles is now newly-married, settling into his role as Imperial Auditor and seemingly a slight more staid life than before.  He and Ekaterina are returning from their honeymoom to prepare to settle down and welcome the birth of their son and daughter, in uterine containers back on Barrayar.  Of course, everything goes to shit when he gets a call to deal with a conflict between a Barrayar military escort with the local authorities of the remote Graf station, in Quaddiespace.  The Quaddies were genetically developed with four arms instead of two arms and two legs, specifically for construction and living in zero-gravity and due to persecution and exploitation set off centuries before to make their own colony. 

It's a complicated situation involving initially a disappeared, either deserted or kidnapped or murdered, security officer, plus an "overzealous" (or brutal) attack by Barrayan officers when they went to return to the ship a late-returning pilot.  Things get more and more complicated and risky as the situation continues to escalate to a galactic level.  I'm not going to say more than that.  This was another fun one, involving a great look at the Quaddie world and how they live, lots of gross bio-weapons and some cool, exciting last-minute space action.  I can't wait to see where they go next.

Thursday, May 15, 2025

22. Closed Circuit by William Haggard

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but still looks cool
Back to fiction and wow what a boost to my reading!  This book was thin and I burned through it in two days, thoroughly enjoying myself.  I love all kinds of reading but it sure is nice when you don't have to re-read passages, check the maps over and over again and even go to Wikipedia to try and figure out the historical context.  

It doesn't hurt how beautiful these Penguins are.  I'm not a massive Haggard fan, but I keep all of his that I find because the editions are so lovely and look great on my shelf.  I know it is pure snobbery, but I love the back tagline of this book "the 'adults' Ian Fleming".  It is so true.  These are smart espionage books.  Sometimes perhaps a bit too smart, as Haggard loves oblique conversations (and even sometimes narrative passages) where nothing specific is mentioned and the read has to infer what is actually going on.  I think this is often how intelligent spymasters do actually talk, but there are also elements that refer to subtle class distinctions in England that can be tough for a 21st century North American to parse.

The story here contains Haggard's usual elements: skullduggery involving a fictional foreign nation that somewhat implicates Britain as well.  However, it is off to the side from his usual sandbox, only indirectly involving the Security Executive branch.  The protagonist is Francis Mason, the heir of a multi-generational farming family of English descent from the South American country of Candoro (an analogue of paraguay perhaps).  His grandfather and the patriarch of the estancia (named "Seven" because it was the seventh plot of land granted to colonialists in the 19th century) drove off a local official in a humiliating way (knocking him down with bolas just after he had left the property) and that local has recently become the president of the country.  He is making serious trouble for Seven so Mason heads off to England in the hope of getting some support from the British Foreign Office and sympathetic people in the Candoran embassy.  His first "ally" is Kenneth Gibb, an ambitious and less than ethical middle ranking diplomat who also had an affair with Mason's wife.  Mason is portrayed initially as a bit soft and passive, but as the narrative unfolds, we of course see that he is made of sterner stuff, as he threads the needle of all the various enemies working around him.

It's a fun read, though I found the ending a bit too dependent on chance.  I didn't mind as there is an excellent scene here of the kind of subtle badassery that is why I read these books.  Just so fucking cool.  The whole thing about Mason is that he is descended from good British stock and his grandfather was a famous badass landowner.  So he inherited that toughness and also was raised on the estancia, learning to ride, work cattle, but he also grew up with the peons and learned all their sweet knife-fighting skills, which gets revealed to the reader at the best possible moment.  He is shown as deferring and polite, just trying to minimize trouble and save his Estancia, while all these nastier and seemingly more sophisticated players are maneuvering around him to screw him out of his money.  When things get nasty for real as an assassin is sent to take out one of those players (with whom he had become allied and started to respect) in a London park, suddenly Mason is whipping out a 14" facón that nobody knew he had on him and completely besting the assassin to the point where he discusses whether or not he should kill him and decides not to because the body would cause problems for them.

 


The Kenneth Gibb character is interesting as well as in some ways the book is more about him.  Haggard really has it in for him.  He starts out as seeming that he will be quite a problem for our protagonist but ends up just getting utterly screwed left and right, to the point where though he initiated much of it with bad selfish decisions, you start to feel bad for him.  By the end he goes out in the worst possible way.  One feels that he may have been a type that Haggard dealt with in his own life, so severe is his retribution. 



Tuesday, May 13, 2025

21. Russell's Despatches from the Crimea edited and introduced by Nicolas Bentley

My on-deck shelf is maxed out and has been in this state or close to it for quite a while now.  I keep promising not to buy or find any more books, or at least only to look for my most prized treasures, yet I keep finding things that I can't not take.  The iron will of my disciplined youth has mellowed into a more supple approach to life.  This is my long-winded way of justifying me picking up this book on the Crimean war I found in a free book box I don't usually have access to (next to the Pirate park down by des Pins).  It's just such a beautiful book, with pull out images and maps.  And I do need to better understand 19th century European political history.  Unfortunately, it took me several weeks to read and put's me in slight catch up mode for my 50 book goal.

William Howard Russel was a very successful military journalist whose honest reporting from the Crimean front and specifically the siege of Sebastopol, though polite and respectful, exposed the incompetence and disconnection of the government at home.  The logistical planning for the war was a total disaster and the British lost thousands of men to cholera and exposure before the fighting even started. I know we all hate the British and colonialism now, but there is an element in their politics that always allowed for critique and you see that in the writing here.  He writes with sympathy of the brutal situation of the men in the field, who had to spend a winter on sodden ground without tents and insufficient food and clothing and in the gentlest way makes your understand the incompetence of Lord Raglan, the general who was given the post out of respect for his seniority rather than competence.  He also goes after the excessive paperwork and bureaucracy that stymied the army and navy actually making decisions and getting things done.

At the same time, he speaks in the voice of a patriot and his writing is so good that he makes the battles seem quite thrilling.  You could see how young men could read his passages in The Times and feel the allure of the false glories of war.  These passages, however, are strongly tempered by his descriptions of the aftermath.  Wow, these battles were just gruesome.  Russell describes the various mutilations (from shot balls, bayonets and other shrapnel) as well as the fields of the dead, dying and wounded.  It's crazy how expendable life was considered back then in the pursuit of strategic goals on the other side of the continent.

Ultimately, this battle was about western Europe using the Ottoman empire as a buffer to prevent Russian expansion (and allow Britain a free and open market in the Ottoman empire).  The specific flashpoint or excuse to trigger a war was ostensibly a conflict over who was allowed to protect the Orthodox Christians in the Palestine.  It is a conflict that we are still fighting today, in both regions.




 

Monday, April 21, 2025

20. Wild Talent by Wilson Tucker

Wild Talent has possibly been on my hunting list for about the longest of any book.  I've found so many other Wilson Tuckers in used book stores around the continent, but not this one until I stumbled upon it at Moe's in Berkeley.  Very satisfying!  I was all excited and told the jaded guy at the counter who could not care less.  The reason I was looking for this book is because of the tabletop RPG Wild Talents.  I'm not a big fan of the ESP genre per se, but it was an interesting use of the One-Roll Engine which was an innovative RPG system I was quite into back in the day.  Somewhere in the book, if I remember correctly, the authors mention that Tucker's Wild Talent was a big inspiration and that set me off looking for the book.  They may have also claimed that it was the first or very early example of the ESP powers sub-genre in fiction.  Not sure about that.

 The story takes place in the early '50s.  The protagonist is Paul Breen and he is living in a gilded cage, spending his last few moments with a woman he loves before somebody is coming to kill him.  Just as he is about to be shot, he turns the gun around.  We don't know what happens, because the book then flashes back to Paul's early life.  We learn of him as a precocious and independent 13 year old boy who saves up enough money to take a trip to Chicago and the World's Fair and from there we start to see inklings of his ability to read other humans.  As the book progresses, we follow him in the army, where his power is discovered.  He is then made part of a super secret government operation, run by a guy he dislikes named Slater.  He is used to scan other operatives who are sent out around the world to spy, not knowing that he is reading their minds from afar.  As the operation progresses, anybody close to Paul is slowly removed.  He plots his revenge and escape.

Wild Talent is cleanly written and a page-turner.  I finished it easily and wanted to find out what happens.  But it's not a super exciting book; it's actually kind of down and melancholy. The theme is that because of his powers, Paul is not human, he is superior and that superiority makes him an enemy to humans.  There isn't a lot of action, mainly Paul interacting with the people in his limited world.  There are some cool details and his powers are thought through in an interesting way.  I would like a sequel with more telepathic ass-kicking.


 

Thursday, April 17, 2025

19. The Cuckoo Line Affair by Andrew Garve

I found three Andrew Garve's at Moe's after they were recommended by an aligned soul on the internet.  The cover designs would have been enough for me to at least take one.  The Cuckoo Line Affair really threw me and I think part of my pleasure was the mixed expectations as by the time I got to the end, it evolved from real curious excitement to more of a standard semi-cozy investigative mystery.  

After reading Boomerang, I assumed that Garve's work was in the 20th century British men's adventure sub-genre, à la the great Desmond Bagley (and his wife Joan Margaret Brown).  The Cuckoo Line Affair begins with a static description of an eccentric old man Andrew Latimer, briefly a member of parliament who lives in a cottage out in the country, putters around in his garden, plays with the local neighbour child, has a bunch of civic responsibilities and makes a small amount of money writing political gossip columns for various newspapers.  He has two sons who are making their way in the world and an old maid daughter who lives with him and takes care of him.  We are well into the second chapter, describing one of his rare trips by train to London and I am trying to figure out how any of this, as pleasant as it was to read about, was going to evolve into a challenging conflict with elements and/or man in some interesting foreign location.  

Well at the end of the second chapter things do get weird!  He is alone in a carriage with a young woman on the old and rickety Cuckoo Line. She gets some coal in her eye and asks him to help her get it out.  The next thing he knows, they are kissing!  So we do get a real plot, but it isn't an adventure story as much as an investigation.  Latimer is accused of assaulting the woman and finds himself in real trouble.  His two sons, one who is a lawyer and the other a crime fiction writer, have to figure out how to defend him and also figure out what actually happened.  There is a lot of neat stuff around these muddy inlets in Essex (I think?!) and puzzling out the complexities of the crime kept me engaged and interested.  The ending, however, had an early climax and then somewhat of an anti-climax, where everything depended on getting a certain piece of evidence and convincing the prosecuting attorney of something.  It was all very pleasant and I wish I had a nice english cottage with a garden and marshy lands to poke around in.  I also was happy for the Latimer family and appreciated that Hugh, the investigating son, brought his fiancée Cynthia into it and she was actually responsible for several of the crucial clues.  



Thursday, April 03, 2025

18. American Falls the collected short stories by Barry Gifford

I'm a big fan of Barry Gifford's life work, especially for his resurrection of the pulp/noir genres with Black Lizard Press and very specifically his book The Devil Thumbs a Ride.  Other than watching Wild at Heart (which I did not love for various reasons), I have never consumed any of his fiction.  I found this one at the interesting Vancouver used bookstore The Paper Hound and I suspect I bought it from the really nice and inviting way the books were laid out.  It is not my usual custom to pick up literary fiction short story anthologies!  I feared I would never finish it, but once I started, I found the stories quite readable and got through it pretty quickly and quite enjoyed it.

Interestingly, there is really only one story here, the final novella, that I would have recognized as coming from Barry Gifford.  I had expected lots of American neo-noir and interesting lowlifes, but actually many of the stories were more "high culture", including ones imagining a trip to North Africa by some famous artists (whose names I have forgotten).  Apologies for lack of a more thorough review, but I am writing this weeks after having read it and have already put the book into free library circulation.  None of the stories blew my mind and some were too slight, but I did enjoy reading it and learning that Gifford's fiction covers a wide range of styles and subjects.


 

Sunday, March 30, 2025

17. Blue Moon by Lee Child

I am not supposed to be picking up any new books and have a general block on Reacher books.  I quite like Reacher but there are so many and so ubiquitous, I want to save them for emergency situations.  I wouldn't quite say I was in a reading emergency; I was just needing something that made me want to read it.  I am also almost done season 3 of the Alan Richter Reacher series and I wanted to remind myself of what the books were like.  Furthermore, Blue Moon is from 2019, so relatively recently and I wanted to see how the quality is of the newer books.  What pushed me over the edge, though, was the blurb on the back about Reacher seeing some old guy on a bus he knew was going to get mugged.  That was enough for me.

I am pleased to say that as of 2019 the quality of Reacher is strong as ever.  Blue Moon did not disappoint.  The entry into the situation was classic Reacher, totally compelling.  He follows the old guy off the bus, foils the mugger, but then quite quickly figures out the man is being extorted.  In trying to help him and his wife out, he gets involved in (well actually creates) a gang war between the Albanians and the Ukrainians, each of whom control one half of a medium-size midwestern city.

What the TV series only hints at is what makes the books so great.  In Reacher's America, the collapse has already come.  America is no longer civilized, the social and economic structures have collapsed.  Civilians are fodder for criminals (organized and unorganized) and the forces of law are weakened or absent.  He's always walking around the fringe areas, the post-industrial wasteland of mini-malls and car dealerships.  There are good people here and there who aren't victims but they aren't strong enough to resist the evil around them.  Until Reacher shows up.

In Blue Moon, other than the two gangs, the major baddies are a techbro and the US health industry (which is portrayed as more efficient and ruthless extorter than even the Ukrainians and Albanians).  I mean talk about relevant.  Reacher and his new allies must get through these gangs first and it is a hoot.  This book had some funny moments, because Child juxtaposes Reacher investigating with the two gangs trying to figure out what is going on and constantly getting it wrong.  It has two shootouts that are almost like a slapstick comedy.  The ending gets quite preposterous and perhaps a bit too easy and long, but it's all so much fun getting there that I accepted it all.  And there are just several great fight scenes.  Lee Child is really good at his job.

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

16.The Jupiter Legacy by Harry Harrison

Looks like a question mark
I took this book mainly on the strength of its cover design.  I was a big fan of Harry Harrison in my teenage years, but won't go out of my way to read his books now a days.  I just really dug the cover and it is about a plague, which is Post-Apocolyptic adjacent.  The original title was "Plague from Space".  I bet there are some much more illustrative and action-oriented earlier covers with that title and then when we got into the late '60s (this version was published in 1970), they wanted a more conceptual and heady look and title.

The protagonist, Sam Bertolli, is an intern, late in life to become a doctor, working on the emergency shift.  He and his driver get a call to JFK airport where a ship that had gone to Venus, has landed basically frying a bunch of the airport and now just sitting there amongst the ruins.  It's gigantic and when they get there,  the main door opens and a sick man comes out.  He dies before he can say anything, other than "sick in ship".  They quarantine him but soon learn that somehow, when the main door was open a disease beam shot out of the ship in a straight line, infecting anything that it hit, which was birds.

The birds soon become the vector for this strange space disease that kills in hours.  The odd thing about the disease is that (at first) it only jumps from birds to humans, but not humans to humans.  While trying to figure out the disease, they also have to decide on the logistical response, which means killing all the birds and setting up a perimeter.  Though Bertolli is only an intern, he has some connected past which I forgot, so he gets access to everything.  He must figure out the source of the disease and deal with bureaucracy and ignorant colleagues.

The first half of the book was quite grim, lacking the light touch that is Harrison's usual style.  It's a pretty dark look at what would happen if you tried to kill all the birds around the tri-state area and prevent people from leaving.  There are a couple of bad plot points that extend the narrative, the big one being that the doctors decide to seal off the rocket and not let anybody go inside and investigate.  Bertolli, at first agrees with this decision.  The plan is to nuke it! This is so stupid.  Of course, they would go in and investigate, even with the risk of losing other diseases.  Set up a perimeter around the entire rocket, send people in with hazmat suits.  Furthermore, Bertolli suddenly changes his mind about halfway through, I guess out of desperation, though the book does not offer any explanation.  So now he has to escape the bureaucratically repressive doctors  to meet up with his old General and break into the rocket.

Despite the flawed premise, the book really kicks into gear in the second half.  It moves away from dour social collapse to fun individual adventure with a pretty fun sci-fi explanation as to what is going on.  The action moves forward as does the reader's desire to find out.  This is a neat multi-genre story that is a bit flawed in its construction but mostly fun in execution and concept.



Thursday, March 20, 2025

15. The Fighting American by Joe Simon and Jack Kirby

I wrestle with the ethics of adding a comic book to the 50 Books count, not because I consider reading comics in any way a lesser literary or artistic endeavour than reading just words but because they can be so quick to read and feels a bit like stat-padding. Ideally, I would have a separate count/blog just for comics, but I don't read enough to justify that.  My general rule is that if it took me a few days and if it is an entire series, then I can count it.  If the material is particularly interesting and worth discussing, I may even bend those previous two rules a bit to get one in.

Fighting American checks all 3 boxes, so I'm counting it.  There were only 8 issues and the are all collected in this beautiful hardback.  It's quite an interesting evolution as it starts out being a Captain America facsimile but with the bad guys being the reds rather than the Nazis. The first issue is sort of straight forward, having a similar concept of Reds as we see in the I Was a Communist for the FBI OTR series, with commies being these impossibly organized cells all over the country, led and connected with other types of criminals.  By the third issue, though, things start to get really weird.  It's a great combo of Kirby clearly starting to feel his insane creativity busting out and both of them recognizing the insanity and absurdity of the red scare.  The bad guys get wackier and the tone gets goofier until by the end we are in Plastic Man territory.  It's great fun!

From this (where they wipe out an invading force hiding on the summit of Mt. Shasta!):

To this:


 


What's also interesting is how Fighting American actually lives with his sidekick in the same apartment and they even share a single bedroom!  Different times.

The art is early Kirby so not quite as angular and explosive as he would get but definitely uniquely his style.  Bodies in the fight scenes are always so contorted and lined, nothing wrinkles like a bad guy's suit when he gets flattened by a Kirby hero.  And I love his teeth!  My only complaint is that the inking and colour separations are a bit sloppy.  I suspect this is not a fault of the reprint but that these comics were cranked out quite rapidly at the time.  

As always with Kirby just incredible covers, works of art each one

 


Wednesday, March 12, 2025

14. The Luck of Ginger Coffey

I picked this one up from a free box because I had some notion that it is a Canadian/anglo Montreal classic.  Other than that, I really didn't know much about it.

Ginger Coffey is an Irish immigrant to Canada with his wife and daughter in the early 50s. As the book starts, he is approaching a life crisis. He was supposed to be a freelance field sales agent for Irish whiskeys and clothes, but had run out of clients and now almost money.  Veronica, his wife is utterly finished with his promises and bluster and when she learns that he spent the $600 she had put aside for a return trip to Ireland, she decides to leave him altogether. There is also a third party in the mix, generous and gregarious Canadian Gerry Grosvener, who at first seems to support the family but then reveals himself to be in love with Veronica.  The story follows Ginger as his life falls apart and he tries to hold it together.

At this stage, it is hard to ignore that this is another book about a flawed, self-involved white male whose challenges are almost entirely internal.  The economy was pretty good at this point and there are plenty of jobs available for him, yet he is all up in his head because they don't fit into who he thinks he should be.  He is 39 and that spectre of life failure is real, but at the same time, does it really take an entire book for the dude to realize that he is responsible for his own destiny and should stop fucking around with childish hopes and dreams and just start making a steady income and set up a dependable situation for his wife and daughter?

It is well-written and quite funny.  The cast of side characters and the locales are great as well.  Also very revealing how sidelined Quebecois culture is.  There are a few french characters, most of them being brutal cops and jailers and basically sidelined as the slightest hint of decoration on what is otherwise all very anglo-saxon, even down to the food in the restaurants.  I think this is the world that today's dying out angryphones remember and miss.  Despite the "erasure" of the french, it does paint a picture of a pretty diverse and rough-edged Montreal which seemed fun as hell (relatively speaking for the early '50s).

So an enjoyable read with an archaic mission. One could argue that the reification of the flawed white male is not only still with us, but actually having a dark and ugly resurgence with the victim narrative of  today's authoritarian rise. Even without the forced political interpretation, I was generally a bit frustrated with Ginger as a protagonist.  Despite that, I had a good time reading the book.


 

 

Sunday, March 09, 2025

13. In the Grip of Winter by Colin Dann

Love these covers!
I finally have read another Colin Dann!  My good buddy brought me home two of his books in these great Beaver Books versions and I convinced my daughter for us to read it together.  It takes place immediately after The Animals of Farthing Wood.  The gang of wandering animals have found a new home in a reserve for white deer that they call White Deer Park.  Everything is looking good until winter comes, a particularly hard one this year.

My daughter pointed out, somewhat disappointingly I thought, that this book was more episodic in nature.  It is overall about the animals and their struggle with winter, but it is really made up of separate mini-adventures, including Badger getting injured and then taken in and healed by the warden, his turning on his friends, the attempts to get food to survive through the winter, the warden's sickness and poachers coming on the reserve and finally Toad instinctively trying to return to Farthing Wood (which is now a housing development).  The cover makes it seem like it is all about Badger, which I think also contributed to my daughter's expectation of a single narrative.

We enjoyed it, but it didn't grab me the way my first reading of King of the Vagabonds did.  It's still a lot of fun. It's an interesting juxtaposition and a bit of a delicate one where the hero animals are sentient and can talk as well as resist their instincts to eat each other, while the "NPC" characters are still animals (though they can also talk).  I'm curious to see how it evolves as I also have the next book, which we are reading now.  It turns out there is a bit of a Farthing Wood series.


 

Friday, March 07, 2025

12. Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi

I read this in the context of Black History Month at work.  One of the organizers recommended it and another non-fiction book.  I fortunately got this one out of the inter-library loan service in a few days.  I am always happy to diversify my reading, and especially trying to cut down the proportion of white male authors I read (which is probably like in the high 80%s at least lol).  So I was pleased to have this book recommended.  They are going to have discussions but that is not my thing at all.

At first, I was a bit put off, as the story starts with a birth in a 19th century West African village in the Asante and Fante region, involving fire and a mean step-mother and it all felt very magical realism/literary fiction.  It did have some of that, but fortunately, as I read on I saw that it was in the service of a much more interesting project.  Homegoing is basically a narrative genealogy beginning with a pair of sisters, separated at birth in the aforementioned village.  One stays in Africa and the other is captured as a slave and sent to America.  Each chapter is then the story of the next generation down.  We get the entire connection from the beginning in Africa to two modern-day people with all the major historical stops along the way. 

It's all very narrative and story-driven as everything has to be these days, so each chapter is sort of like a finely crafted short story, though connected both to the story before and after.  The literary trappings are much more toned down for the rest of the book except the beginning and the end to tie it all thematically together.  I found myself just enjoying (though there are a lot of unpleasant moments) the story and wanting to know how each person would end up.  The inherited trauma of slavery and its fallout both in society and the individuals is woven throughout the stories.  It makes the book doubly effective as a history, in that it really shows what actually happened while also helping you to understand how it impacted and impacts the people.

The beginning was particularly enlightening for me, as it portrays the mechanics and politics of the slave trade on the Africa side.  There are only the briefest scenes of the horror of the slaves being kept in Cape Coast Castle and then put on the ships, but they are almost harder to take than the tortures of slavery in the South which I had just finished reading.  I never doubt the capacity of cruelty by our species, but it is still shocking to even read about how the slaves were treated.

Thursday, February 27, 2025

11. Kick Start by Douglas Rutherford

cover design by Phillip Castle
I'm quite pleased with this discovery.  I took it from a free box solely on the Fontana reputation and period.  Turns out the Rutherford was a fairly prolific men's adventure writer, but I guess we could say lesser-known.  His particular angle was that most of his works featured cars and motorcycles.  This isn't really my thing, but the bulk of this book was quite good so that I will definitely keep my eye out for his books in the future.

It started off in a slightly low-brow way that set off my alarm bells.  The main character, Valentine Kroll (cool name) starts off bluntly stating how we wanted to pull off a specific crime.  There was a lack of subtlety as well as the dropping of several brand names (he refers to his watch as his "Breitling wrist chronometer" on page 1) that made me glad it was quite a thin book as I thought I would be in for a surdose of that particular brand of stupid British 70s masculinity and faux prestige (cough Ian Fleming cough).  Fortunately, once the action starts, much of that drops away and we get a pretty entertaining adventure that though truncated, approaches a Desmond Bagley level of situation with a post-earthquake dam about to explode.

Kroll's particular skill is his motorcycle riding and maintenance and ostensibly for money but more likely for the thrills, he devises a plan to check in for a flight to Rome from Heathrow, than race back to London to rob a fading movie star of her famous diamond and then back to the flight.  It's a cool idea and though I am not a motorcycle guy, I got quite into all the details of the driving and the mechanics.  It won't be too much of a spoiler to say he gets away with it as far as Rome where the real plot begins.  He gets nabbed by Interpol who need his specific skill to sneak into a valley in Tunis where there has just been a terrible earthquake and find an Israeli spy and steal the deadly bacteria he was trying to sell there.  The extra cool twist is that there is a giant dam that has been damaged by the earthquake and risks collapsing at any moment.  You can anticipate, I am sure, where the motorcycle comes into play.  It doesn't disappoint.

This still is a 1970s man's action book, so there are a few unpleasantly sexist tropes (like the movie star disappointed that he was only there to steal the jewel and not rape her).  The location and the treatment of the Tunisians was relatively informed and respectful.  Rutherford fought in North Africa (and was in Monte Casino!) in World War II and his descriptions are vivid and convincing.  The plot gets a teeny bit goofy near the end (let's join the British tour bus party to avoid our pursuers!) but in a fun way.  I dug it!


 

Sunday, February 23, 2025

10. The Narratives of Fugitivs Slaves in Canada recorded and compiled by Benjamin Drew

I found this in one of the free boxes here and had it put to one side.  I realized at the beginning of Black History Month that I did not have a single book by a Black author on my on-deck shelf, except this one.  I was a bit worried it was going to be too dry but it makes obvious sense to read now so I started it.  

It did start out to be very hard to get through as the introductory essay by Drew is written in that verbose, indirect manner of the 19th century.  I do enjoy long and complex sentences, but they have to be well-written and actually clearly deliver their meaning.  Unfortunately here, the language is cumbersome and indirect.  It's not entirely Drew's fault as he is writing in response to the insane pro-slavery arguments that were the dominant rhetoric in America at the time.  At the time, pro-slavery propaganda was pushing the lies that slaves were happy and needed the structure and guidance of their masters.  This book was written to counter those arguments.  Even though it was hard to read, the opening essay also drives home how the forces of oppression have used propaganda and sophistic logic to defend their clearly immoral positions.  These techniques have flared up to an extreme today, amplified by social media, leading to a bunch of con artists and racists taking over the US government.  I suspect a smarter and more informed historian could trace a direct line between the slave-holding south of the 19th century to today's MAGA.

From a purely reading perspective,  once we get past the introductory essay, this book gets extremely readable, though very very painful at times.  It is divided up into sections by region or town, each one starting with a brief overview with some statistics on the number of people per race, the state of land clearing and schools.  Then we get a series of narratives by various individuals.  Given that many of them could not read or write, I am assuming they were told verbally to Drew who then transcribed them.  They tend to have a consistency of language and structure that also suggests he asked specific questions in a specific order in order to put forth a consistent argument.  So they usually talk about their own story that led them to Canada, followed by their current situation, like how much land they own and how much of they have cleared, what animals they have, etc. and concluding with their opinion on slavery.  They also often mention that the money gathered to help slave refugees never seems to get to them and that even if they did, they wouldn't want it and don't need it, as there is ready work for them in Canada and they are able to gather their own community support for new arrivals.  

Anyhow, I am myself being quite dry here in describing the structure.  The narratives themselves are incredibly powerful and enraging.  Each one could make a novel of their own. It seems obvious to us today that slavery is a profound evil, but reading about the actual details of the brutality and tortures that were done to the actual people is still shocking.  The list of atrocities that go on in these stories is long and varied from the most basic concept of one human owning another (and all the ancillary crimes that stem from that such as hiring out a skilled slave and the owner taking all the salary), splitting off children from their parents, wives from husbands to just straight up torture, rape and murder.  One thing I didn't realize is that one of the most common triggers to finally drive a slave to run away is that they often would be raised to a "good" master who treated them well and promised to give them freedom but as soon as that person died or hit economic issues, they would be sold off to a potentially much worse owner.  

 The escapes themselves are harrowing. Though written in very dry language ("I lived in the forest for 3 months"), the toughness and will of these people is astounding. They had to survive both intense physical challenges, like not having shoes or food for weeks long treks as well as never being able to trust anybody else on their road.  The Fugitive Slave Law basically made it legal for people to just grab any Black person, escaped slave or not, and kidnap them back to the South for a reward or just to be sold into slavery.  And even other Black people could not always be trusted, as they were under their own pressures.  On the other hand, there are great tales of bravery and selflessness both by Blacks and abolitionist whites, like when all the waiters surrounded one of the escapees when he was working at a restaurant and got accosted by slave hunters.

On the Canadian side, this is a tantalizing insight into the very early days of Black Canadians.  I was totally ignorant of the many Black communities in what is today the far western side of the Windsor corridor near the border.  Sadly, their populations were reduced by usurious land practices and the end of slavery. Today, though, there are still several famous Black Canadians who came out of that region and some interesting museums and historical locations (I plan to visit the Josiah Henson Museum of African-Canadian History one day).  I am curious if there are still Black people living in that area.  I am very ignorant of the Windsor-Toronto corridor even though it is a crucial economic region for Canada!

Wednesday, February 12, 2025

9. Death of a Doll by Hilda Lawrence

I do remember where I found this book!  I bought it in Amsterdam, back at the one remaining true english-language used bookstore which while a great little bookstore, has yet to reveal to me any real treasures in the three times I've gone there.  Despite its depressingly banal and unremarkable cover (how fall Pan had falled in cover design by the early 2000s!), it really was it being a "classic" and part of some Pan series that had other good authors that pushed me over the edge in buying it.  I had never heard of Hilda Lawrence before.

Death of a Doll was written in 1947 and is of the American class aspirational cozy mystery sub-genre, where the protagonists and detectives are of "the quality" and a part of the pleasure of the book is sharing both their leisurely, tasteful lifestyle and their benevolent superiority over the victims and supporting cast.  There may be a more official name for this sub-genre.  I've mainly discovered it via Old Time Radio (in particular through the really thorough and well-curated Great Detectives of Old Time Radio podcast, which I highly recommend) with shows like Mr. Chameleon and Mr. and Mrs. North, though to today's readers, Nick and Nora Charles would be the most well-known example.

The detectives are quite quirky here and they don't really appear until about a third of the way in.  Mark East is the private detective, but he is joined by two old, meddling, bickering and comedic spinsters, Bessie and Beulah.  The narrative begins with a young woman, Ruth Miller, who works at a department store and has just found an advantageous lodging at a single women's hostel called Hope House.  Everything seems great until upon walking in, she sees something or someone and becomes deathly afraid. The narrative is from her perspective but the other doesn't tell us any details, beyond her trying to avoid being seen which is almost impossible with the shared bedrooms and common dining area.  We also get perspectives from various characters in Hope House, including the director and her assistant who are in an interesting implicitly lesbian relationship.  Aside from Ruth's fear, they do a lot of controlling of the girls in the house and when she indeed turns up dead, ostensibly having committed suicide by jumping from her window, they ramp up the control.

The detective team is brought in because a good friend of Mark East's (presumably from some ivy league and shared class background), shopped regularly at Blackman's the department store where Ruth worked and had taken quite a liking to her, thinking of maybe hiring her as a nanny.  She doesn't buy the suicide story and the rest of the book follows Mark and the B's investigation and the internal tensions and dramas of the girls in the house as the murder's aftermath impacts their world.

It took me a while to figure out what was going on, not so much with the actual victim and murder, but who the detectives were. I read afterwards in Minette Walters' introduction that this is the third book with these characters and that Lawrence really doesn't give any backstory. You learn about their relationships by their dialogue and actions but no background is ever explicitly given.  Walters also argue that Lawrence was attempting to mix cozy and hard-boiled genres, but I'm not so convinced about that.  Nonetheless, the detective team is certainly a unique one with very different styles, each contributing effectively to the investigation.  The murder takes place during a party in the house, where all the girls dress up in the same burlap dresses and masks (to look like dolls, thus the title), which is effectively unsettling with imagery that keeps coming back.  It would make a great movie.  By the second half, I was definitely flipping pages and stayed up at my bedtime to get to the end.  I wouldn't call it a masterpiece but it is a fascinating and creepy mystery in its exploration of the world of urban single women after the war and an enjoyable dark look into the souls of broken people.  I will keep my out for her three other books.

Monday, February 03, 2025

8. An Ace up my Sleeve by James Hadley Chase

This is the last of the super 70s Corgi James Hadley Chase's that I bought in a bunch almost entirely for the incredible front covers (love that typeface!).  I have to say, the more of his books I read, the higher he rises in my estimation.  I think he may get doubly denigrated, first because his books were considered exploitative and puerile by the snooty intellectuals of the time and are considered (I suspect) somewhat second-rate by pulp and hard-boiled aficionados of today.  I'm here to tell you that the text itself is more than solid. I'm even starting to believe that he has some real themes and ideas going on under the solid craftsmanship, though that will require more reading on my part.

The first quarter of An Ace up my Sleeve is absolutely excellent.  Straightforward, adult and gripping with a great twist.  The second half of the book meanders a bit, with some clever cat and mouse, back and forth between antagonists, though it is never dull and you definitely want to find out what happens.  Helga Rolfe is a beautiful middle-aged woman, married to a super old businessman. She is lonely and horny as hell (this is portrayed as her one big flaw) and picks up a studly American while traveling alone to Switzerland to meet her husband at their sick cliffside mansion.  He is a big strong naif, AWOL from the army and got rolled by a woman who picked him up at the bar.  He's weirdly competent, though, and seems to constantly avoid getting into a situation where they could hook up.  Then things get interesting.

I'm going to stop here but just say the ending is really interesting on a sociological level, though surprisingly soft given JHC's brutality in past books.  I learned afterwards that there are two other novels continuing Helga Rolfe's adventures.  I will be looking for them and let's hope she gets laid!



Thursday, January 30, 2025

7. Zoo City by Lauren Beukes

I'd been looking for this used for a while.  It's pretty new and probably being reprinted since it was fairly successful.  I did find a used copy in this bloated trade paperback format (although to be fair, slightly easier to read for me as the pages go by so much quicker).  I was intrigued by the dystopic sci-fi concept with animal companions.  Unfortunately, when I was about a quarter of the way through, Meezly noticed it and was surprised that I was reading it as she had read two of her books and found them consistently badly written!  This was dismaying as I was already feeling somewhat distanced from the story, but I tried to put aside any bias and plow through.

Zoo City does at first have a cool concept.  It takes place in a ghetto for "the animaled" in Johannesburg.  For reasons that aren't at first clear (and actually were never clear for me until I read some other reviews), certain people suddenly find themselves attached to a single animal of a variety of species.  They are corporeal and real animals but seem to initially appear magically and if you are separated from them it is like agony.  If your animal dies, you get swallowed up by some weird darkness.  You also gain a magical skill.  The heroine has a sloth and she can find lost things.

The story begins with her finding a lost ring in the sewer for a client only to find the old lady brutally murdered when she returns with the ring .  She is on the scene with her fingerprints (she touched things to get a bead on the lost ring) and so gets accused of the murder.  This triggers her being engaged to also find a lost pop star twin, even though she swears she will never look for lost people (we are never really told why this is and it doesn't seem to matter as she takes the job).

I didn't find the writing as bad as Meezly did.  There are a lot of short sentences and really wild metaphors (which I didn't mind as they were kind of fun in a dystopic sci-fi Chandleresque manner).  The problem is that she is trying to do subtle inference instead of just telling you what is going on and many times, especially in the action scenes, I couldn't figure out what actually was going on.  The real problem with this book, though, is the overall plot and for lack of a better word, its intention.  It felt like Beukes went out and did an inventory of as many tropes she could find under the dual headings of "dystopic near-future" and "contemporary issues" with a particular appeal to young, woke readers.  So we have refugees, exploitation, discrimination, ghettoization, trauma and on and on.  These things are fine but none of it feels heartfelt here.  The plot goes all over the place so that by the time it all does come together, I really didn't care.  Another reviewer pointed out something I hadn't explicitly noticed, that the protagonist has zero influence in the big final climax.  She rescues the man she was sleeping but is basically an observer to the quite violent and nasty revelation of the plot secrets.

There is a nice little side piece that is an academic study of the notion of wandering spirits and how they will possess pigs and if you don't sacrifice the pig properly they will take over a human.  I guess this is some real tribal folklore from that region and it ties in really nicely to the animal companions in the book.  But that's about as far as it goes.  I can see how many readers got their fix of dark near-future detective world but Zoo City did not work for me.