Just Read: Iron Council, by China Miéville
China
Miéville has had some great books in the past: Perdido Street Station was
very good, and his imagination and ability to create whole consistent worlds
where his stories take place is unbelievable. However, this new book in this New
Crobuzon universe leaves something to be desired. The story just seems to limp
along, held up by the non-stop creation of new and weird sights the characters
encounter. This gets really tiring after a while. It's just page after page of
"Gee! Lookee there!" type stuff that's of little value to the reader or the
plot.
He is also holding on to his
ridiculous thesaurus fetish. In his previous books, you'd occasionally come
across a word dropped casually into a sentence that would send you scrambling
toward the dictionary. Not necessarily a bad thing, but they were used in
contexts that made them seem out of place - like he discovered the word one day
and purposefully created a situation where he could insert it into the story. I
thought that he'd grow out of that. But unfortunately, it continues and just
drags the book further into the
toilet.
The plot centers around a group
of characters seeking out the "Iron Council," a rogue people with a locomotive
that continually travels on a set of rails that are constantly pulled up and put
down. It is a great premise, but most of the book is taken up by tedious
travelogues of the various protagonists, again filled in by random encounters
with the fantastic. This is mind-numbing stuff. By the "climax" of the novel,
you've given up caring about the characters involved, the cause they are
pushing, or what their motivations are. It just becomes a race to the end of the
book so you can shelve it and move on to something else.
Posted: Mon - April 4, 2005 at 12:09 PM