This is the second of the ‘Black Sun’s Daughter’ series of urban
fantasies, written under a pseudonym by Daniel Abraham. The first,
‘Unclean Spirits’, was a bit spotty, overfull of angst, shopping sprees
and housecleaning, not to mention a certain amount of breathless sex.
This one is a lot better in all respects. I find the three blokes a bit
hard to distinguish, though, and even though I know there’s an
ex-priest, a calm chanting one and the love interest, it still took me
most of the book to get straight which one was which.
The plot
this time involves an ex-FBI agent who’s been tracking down ‘riders’
(demons of some sort who latch onto a human, inhabiting their body), and
wants the gang to kidnap a child because... OK, never mind about the
plot. There are some dramatic encounters which never go quite the way
they’re supposed to and it makes for a solid, pacy read. There are also
the beginnings of depth to the characters and their relationships, and
now that Jayné (the heroine, and if you think that name is bad, the
sidekicks are called Ex, Chogyi Jake and Aubrey; but the FBI agent is
Karen, so make of that what you will). Where was I? Oh yes, now that
Jayné has calmed down a bit, she’s beginning to show signs of
intelligent life. She thinks the way to wind down after a close
encounter with a ‘rider’ is a night of heavy-duty clubbing, but it’s
better than break-the-bank shopping binges, I suppose. She’s still not
got much self-confidence, but the author is allowing her to grow rather
well from book to book, and the dynamic between her and the three
sidekicks is beginning to blossom nicely.
The story this time is
set in New Orleans in the wake of Katrina, and the setting is
beautifully realised, and feels totally real and atmospheric. I’ve only
been there once, many years ago, but some of the descriptions brought
back vivid memories. The voodoo background is perfect for the story,
too. There is some rather heavy-handed drawing of parallels between the
Katrina-wrought changes and the events of Jayné’s life, but it does give
the book a bit of much-needed depth.
A small quibble. I don’t
expect to see punctuation issues with a book put out by a major
publisher, but this one repeatedly had lines that went: ‘Blah blah blah,
I said. It drove me nuts. Hiring a decent editor is not just for
self-publishers. But it’s a minor point in a book which builds to a
terrific finale. Again, nothing quite goes according to plan, but (as in
the first book) I like the way that Jayné doesn’t quite turn into the
all-powerful kick-ass heroine, gets injured and needs help and support
from a few of her friends.
To be honest, I’m not much enamoured
with urban fantasy. I like the big sweep of a created world, and it
seems a little odd to me for characters to battle demons and then drive
off down the I10 or pop into a Starbucks to check their email. But I’m
very much enamoured of the writings of Daniel Abraham, so I’m definitely
on board for the whole series. This was a step up from the first book,
and the more credible heroine, evocative setting, breathless finale and
greater depth make it four stars.
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Thursday, 27 December 2012
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
Review: 'Unclean Spirits' by M L N Hanover
I'm really not a big fan of urban fantasy. Discovering the author's created world is (for me) the most exciting part of fantasy, and starting in the real world takes a lot of the fun out of it. Besides, our own world but with magic, vampires, demons, werewolves and the like? It's so implausible that it only really comes off as comedy, like Harry Potter or Buffy. But I have this hypothesis that Daniel Abraham (as Mr Hanover is better known) can't write a bad book, so here I am, reading an urban fantasy with a semi-clad young woman on the cover.
The first book of a series is always the trickiest. The author has to establish the world, establish the premise, introduce the characters, deal with the 'oh no! this can't be happening to me!' stuff, and also produce a plot which captures the essence of the style, whether kick-ass action or romance or mystery or whatever, in a sufficiently entertaining way that the reader wants to rush out and buy the next book. It's a hard act to pull off, and very often it takes several books before the author hits his/her stride.
So I was kind of expecting this to be spotty, and yes, it is, a bit. The writing feels uneasy in places, almost like the author's trying too hard to be edgy: "Across from Eric in the dim orange light of the bar, a man laughed and the waitress smiled a tight little smile that didn't reach her eyes. Eric tapped his glass, the tick-tick-tick of his fingernails sounding like the rain against the window." And the names: Jayné. Chogyi Jake. Midian. Ex. And Aubrey - that one sounds like a gay bloke to me, or maybe an elderly classics professor at Oxford, not the cute love interest.
Maybe it's me, but I found Jayné's barely-out-of-her-teens angsting a bit tedious. Tears, tantrums, shopping sprees, more tears, breathless sex, tears again, sleepless agonising, frantic housecleaning and yet more tears, with instant wild mood-swings between despair and euphoria - tedious. Even though she has reason for a certain amount of mental instability, it doesn't make for entertaining reading (although the euphoric phases can be very funny). And is it a bit creepy that a man in his forties or thereabouts writes this sort of stuff? Although if I didn't know the author was a man, I wouldn't guess. He's always written women well, and I think that after one or two more books, when Jayné learns to stop agonising, she'll be an interesting character. Not sure about the love interest, though. He seems a bit insipid to me. The other two blokes are far more interesting (and one woman and three men? how is that going to work out in the long term, I wonder?).
But underneath it all is a readable and (when Jayné leaves the angst behind long enough to get on with it) pacy plot, and the action moments are terrific. Nothing quite goes right, despite all the careful planning, and it helps that the Big Bad is intrigued enough not to just kill everyone on sight and stops to talk about it first (why do they always do that?), but I very much liked that in the end it needed a lot of teamwork and people helping each other out to get things to work. There wasn't a huge amount of tension in it (well, they weren't all going to die, were they? and it is the first of a series...), but it was nicely done. A good three stars.
The first book of a series is always the trickiest. The author has to establish the world, establish the premise, introduce the characters, deal with the 'oh no! this can't be happening to me!' stuff, and also produce a plot which captures the essence of the style, whether kick-ass action or romance or mystery or whatever, in a sufficiently entertaining way that the reader wants to rush out and buy the next book. It's a hard act to pull off, and very often it takes several books before the author hits his/her stride.
So I was kind of expecting this to be spotty, and yes, it is, a bit. The writing feels uneasy in places, almost like the author's trying too hard to be edgy: "Across from Eric in the dim orange light of the bar, a man laughed and the waitress smiled a tight little smile that didn't reach her eyes. Eric tapped his glass, the tick-tick-tick of his fingernails sounding like the rain against the window." And the names: Jayné. Chogyi Jake. Midian. Ex. And Aubrey - that one sounds like a gay bloke to me, or maybe an elderly classics professor at Oxford, not the cute love interest.
Maybe it's me, but I found Jayné's barely-out-of-her-teens angsting a bit tedious. Tears, tantrums, shopping sprees, more tears, breathless sex, tears again, sleepless agonising, frantic housecleaning and yet more tears, with instant wild mood-swings between despair and euphoria - tedious. Even though she has reason for a certain amount of mental instability, it doesn't make for entertaining reading (although the euphoric phases can be very funny). And is it a bit creepy that a man in his forties or thereabouts writes this sort of stuff? Although if I didn't know the author was a man, I wouldn't guess. He's always written women well, and I think that after one or two more books, when Jayné learns to stop agonising, she'll be an interesting character. Not sure about the love interest, though. He seems a bit insipid to me. The other two blokes are far more interesting (and one woman and three men? how is that going to work out in the long term, I wonder?).
But underneath it all is a readable and (when Jayné leaves the angst behind long enough to get on with it) pacy plot, and the action moments are terrific. Nothing quite goes right, despite all the careful planning, and it helps that the Big Bad is intrigued enough not to just kill everyone on sight and stops to talk about it first (why do they always do that?), but I very much liked that in the end it needed a lot of teamwork and people helping each other out to get things to work. There wasn't a huge amount of tension in it (well, they weren't all going to die, were they? and it is the first of a series...), but it was nicely done. A good three stars.
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