1991;
252 pages. New Author? : No. Genre : Fantasy; Humor. Laurels : 17th place in Locus Magazine’s “Best Fantasy Novel” for
1992. Overall Rating : 8½*/10.
Immortality can
last a long time. Just ask Captain
Vanderdecker and his crew. They’ve been
sailing around in their ship, the Verdomde (“The Damned”) for a good 400 years
or so. They hadn’t meant to become
immortal, it happened by accident. Blame
the booze. Alas, it came with an
unwanted side-effect that really put the kibosh on interacting with other
people. So it’s best for them to keep to
the open sea.
Immortality also wreaks havoc with life insurance policies. So Jane Doland is dispatched to find Captain
Vanderdecker and work something out. But
how do you find someone who almost never comes ashore?
What’s To Like...
The
story is Tom Holt’s spoof of The Flying Dutchman, which is both a
centuries-old legend and an opera by Richard Wagner. You don’t have to acquaint yourself with
either to enjoy Flying Dutch.
The two protagonists, Jane and Vanderdecker, are well-developed and it’s
a blast to get to know them. There are
lots of secondary characters – bankers, crewmen, a news reporter, a scientist, hired
thugs, etc. Some are good guys; some are
bad guys; they’re all fun to meet too. But their raison d-etre is mostly just for comedic relief. Oh yeah, there’s a cat of indeterminate breed. You’re gonna love the cat.
There’s
some Romance mixed in with the Adventure.
Tom Holt also manages to get some “pokes” in at things like Greenpeace,
nuclear energy, and the world economy. He
has some interesting insights on the idea of living forever as well. But these are all strictly second-fiddle to
the storyline and the humor. I like his
priorities.
The
first 20 pages or so can be confusing, but after that the story zips along
nicely. Everything builds to a
satisfying ending. This is a standalone
novel. As with any Tom
Holt book, the writing is masterfully witty, making this a fun read.
Kewlest New Word...
Cack-handed (adj.) : Awkward; clumsy; inept with the hands. (Britishism).
Excerpts...
Melancholy reflections on the subject of
beer led him to even more melancholy reflections concerning the great web of being,
and in particular his part in it, which had been so much more protracted than
anybody else’s. Not more significant, to
the best of his knowledge. His role in
history was rather like that of lettuce in the average salad; it achieves no
useful purpose, but there’s always a lot of it.
(pg. 3 )
Vanderdecker typically blamed himself. Instead of frittering away his time and money
on beer and scientific journals, he should have remembered that he was, first
and foremost, a ship’s captain and got some decent charts. Quite a few of the ones he still used had
bits of Latin and sea-serpents in the margins, and he defended his retention of
them by saying that: (i) he was used to them, (ii) they looked nice and (iii)
in the circumstances, what the hell did it matter anyway?
Since his crew generally lacked the
intellectual capacity to argue with a man who spoke in bracketed roman
numerals, he had managed to have his own way on this point, but the
short-sightedness of this attitude was coming home to him at last. (pg. 48-9)
An over-excited accountant, like the University of Hull, is a
contradiction in terms. (pg.
188)
This
was my fifth Tom Holt book. The plotline
of Flying Dutch was as coherent as I’ve
seen from this author. His more-recent
works (from
2002 forward) are often
over-the-top in zaniness. They are also
without mythology tie-ins, which can sometimes make following the storyline a bit of a challenge.
That’s not a criticism; just an observation. Whether you prefer his older or more recent
literary style is a matter of taste.
If I had to choose, I’d say, “both”.
8½ Stars. Add another half-star
if you are already familiar with the legend and/or the opera.
2012;
285 pages. New Author? : Yes. . Genre
: Dystopian Fantasy; YA. Overall Rating : 7½*/10.
What’s
wrong with Khe? While all of her sisters
are getting hot and bothered (literally) on Resonance Day, nary an ounce of
excitement stirs within her. And unless
you’re hormonally a-twitter, you can’t participate in the ensuing mating rites. That’s bad because it means less
hatchlings for the commune.
But
there’s hope for Khe. After running some
tests, the Research Institute thinks they can cure her. Make her normal. Ah, but it’s not 100% guaranteed. And there might be some unexpected side-effects.
What’s To Like...
Alexes
Razevich creates a world with creatures that are both original and
fascinating. They are bipedal and
humanoid, but hatch from eggs. The
society is communal, and the males live separate from the females, with
commingling only occurring at mating time.
No one’s emotions are secret – all beings have “emotion spots” on their
necks; and you can tell if someone’s scared, ashamed, etc. by the color of
those spots.
You
can find elements of Logan’s Run, Hunger Games, and Animal
Farm here, but really, Khe runs its
own course. Overall, the plot is
standard dystopian fare – insight, flight, then fight. But that’s true of any novel in this genre.
There is some violence, but it’s mostly
offstage. You have one mating scene, but
if you find it erotic, you need help.
The baddies aren’t particularly impressive; they are either incredibly
arrogant or incredibly naïve. The ending
is satisfactory. It leaves the door open the possibility of a sequel, yet this
is a standalone novel. There are four
kewl drawings interspersed throughout the book, which give you an idea of how
the author visualizes Khe and her world.
If Khe has any weaknesses, they lie
in the technical aspects and loose ends.
To detail this would entail spoilers, which are taboo here. But the fates of several characters remain unresolved,
and inquiring minds (including mine and Khe’s) would certainly
like to know the “why” of a number of phenomena here, such as the Logan's Run motif.
Excerpts...
We’d
sung the same song at Lunge. The
doumanas in every commune probably sang it.
Tav had said that even the males sang the same songs, spoke the same
language, and worshipped the same creator we did. Thedra said that was because our species didn’t
have enough imagination to make up anything different. When I was young, I sometimes feared the
creator would strike Thedra down for blasphemous things she said, and sometimes
I wished it would, but nothing ever happened.
And what did that mean? (loc.
786)
“I don’t understand the idea of
communicating with walls and structures at all.”
Azlii frowns. “You must stop thinking that just because
something is made of wood or bricks or stones and mortar that it’s not
aware. Corentans learn to speak with all
sentients almost as soon as we’re assigned to a community. My dwelling and I worked together to get it
built, so that we were both pleased with the outcome.” (loc. 1599)
Kindle Details...
Khe sells for $3.99 at Amazon. ANAICT,
this is Alexes Razevixch’s only novel thus far.
“Fear is good. It will help
keep you from doing something noble and stupid.” (loc. 1688)
The target audience here is young-teen
and tween-age girls. Khe is female, and
males are almost completely absent in the book.
The storyline is engaging, but somewhat straightforward. If this was a mystery, we’d call it a cozy.
Frankly,
Khe may be a bit simplistic for adult
readers, and guys of any age looking for blood, gore, and sex will be
disappointed. Ditto for aficionados of
Crichton-esque sci-fi; there is very little “science” here – fictional or
otherwise.
But if you keep in mind for whom this is written, you will find Khe to be a pleasant read. As an adult male, I wasn’t blown away, yet
the book did
keep me entertained. That says
something. 7½ Stars. Add two more stars if you’re a teenage girl who loves
to read Dystopian novels.
2013;
?? pages, but the file size is a hefty 1,728 KB. New Author? : No. Book 5 of The Norothian
Cycle series. Genre : Epic Fantasy.
Overall Rating : 9*/10.
The
Gunnak dragons are coming! Well
actually, they’re sending their proxy Martan humans to do battle with the
beings under the influence of the old, Great Dragons. John the Red, née John Deskata, leads the
crack Martan legion that is spearheading the invasion.
Ah,
but our heroes, Zeb and Tilda, are about to have a child. And running
a profitable import/export business, plus a joint venture with a fishing
enterprise is time-demanding. Surely some other heroes can
deal with John.
Yeah right.
What’s To Like...
The
series keeps getting bigger and better with each volume.
There is a nice balance here between action (fighting and magic) and drama (character
development). We meet some
new species – halflings, dwarves, and gnolls (the gnolls are probably not new, but it's been a while)
– as well as one of the Great Dragons of the Land. It’s always kewl to meet a dragon.
M.
Edward McNally once again expands the Norothian universe – which means he had
to develop more maps and we get to meet a bunch of new people. To boot, ANAICT he catches us up on all the
old characters (with
even a passing mention of dear Miss Horn), so unless you’ve just
gotten done with the first four books, you might want to make a list of Who’s
Who. The author does give a brief
backstory as each person steps onto the stage, but really, this isn’t a
standalone tale.
The
structure of The Channel War reminds me of
Book 1, The Sable City. For a while, it’s mostly slash and flash, and
I started to wonder how much progress would be made in the “grand story”. But not to worry, several major issues get
resolved in the final section (Part 3). The book
ends nicely – the first phase of the Martan invasion is done. But the ending also sets up Book 6, with the promise
of revenge, retribution, and even broader horizons for at least one of our
heroes.
Kewlest New Word…
Barmy (adj.)
: Crazy; Insane; Eccentric. (Britishism). A corruption of “Balmy” which, as a Britishism,
means the same thing.
Excerpts...
“Vicious,
foolish young wyrms may sack a castle or seize coins only for aggrandizement,
but the Greats have long known there are better ways. The Great Dragons do not raid and ransack in
search of wealth. They use the greed and
pettiness and stupidity of men and nations to gather wealth to themselves. That is how they measure their power against
that of their fellows.” (loc.
1690)
The riders had reached the edge of the
sandy depression where they stopped, all three archers training their aim on
Allison at the maximum pull for their short bows.
“Hey!” Allison shouted, and tried to find
some appropriate words in her limited store of Martan. Harmouf
meshfada!”
The six Martan men only exchanged glances.
“You said sheep combers,” Rully said, now standing as closely behind Allison as
he could without putting his face in her backside. “You meant hfeshada.”
“Harmouf
hfeshada!”
All three archers loosed their shots. (loc. 2530)
Kindle Details...
The Channel War sells for $4.99 at Amazon, as do Books
2-4 of the series. Book 1, The Sable City, is free. You can’t beat that, so what are you waiting
for?
“There is always a pretext that will move men toward war, it is
just a matter of finding the right one.” (loc. 1862)
So what separates this epic fantasy series
from the hundreds of other ones available for your Kindle? For me, it is the complexity of the conflict
and the “grayness” of the characters.
Conflict-wise, the young dragons have pitted themselves against the
older dragons. Neither group is exactly
heroic. Their human minions don’t just
line up loyally behind them. There are national
grudges that often override the Dragons’ agenda. Even our knights in shining armor – the
Codian Empire – make some terrible misassumptions that lead to needless and
costly strife. I like it when things
aren’t black-&-white.
Then
there is the third force - the Devils.
Just because they’re demonic doesn’t mean they have to be the black
hats. Frankly, their strategy against
the Gunnak menace makes the most sense to me.
And when that’s the case, you can pretty much expect to get hit with
some major plot twists in the next book.
There is a short-but-enlightening afterword from M. Edward McNally at
the conclusion of The Channel War. It’s
much better than the ones Stephen King and Piers Anthony write. Be sure to read it; it gives useful insight
into where this series is going. 9 Stars.
1971;
337 pages. New Author? : No. Genre : Comedy-Drama. Overall Rating : 7*/10.
Welcome
to Captain Kendrick’s Memorial Hot Dog Wildlife Preserve. There’s not a lot of wildlife – a flea
circus, a couple of snakes, and a tsetse fly entombed in amber. They do have hotdogs, of course, but there’s
no coffee or soft drinks to go along with them.
But pretty Amanda will charm you with sparkling chit-chat, and John Paul
might play his flute for you. Mon Cul
the baboon is part of the staff, not part of the exhibit. And you never know who is going to drop by
the place, and what they might bring with them.
What’s To Like...
All
the characters are well-developed and interesting. There are militant monks, Vatican secrets,
and FBI agents. The plotline is
non-linear, but done well enough so that is wasn’t confusing. If you are old enough to remember the 60’s,
you’ll find the mindsets in Another Roadside
Attraction very nostalgic.
If
you yearn to learn more about things like monarch butterflies, baboons, and
30-foot-long hot dogs, this book’s for you.
Indeed, there’s scarcely a page where Tom Robbins doesn’t go off on one
or more tangents.
The main tangent is religion, and I got the feeling that Robbins’
primary purpose in penning this was to give us his insightful and often caustic
views on the subject. Each character has
his own philosophical outlook. Marx is
an agnostic; Plucky Purcell’s a skeptic, John Paul Ziller comes off as a stoic,
and Amanda’s into the 60’s hippie-dippie stuff - worshipping the Earth Goddess,
consulting the I Ching, and having trances.
The literary accoutrements are all well and good here; unfortunately
something’s missing – a well-paced story.
Oh, Plucky purloins an artifact from the Pope, but the book’s half over
before this happens, and since the tale is told first-person and after-the-fact,
there’s really no tension generated. The
repercussions of the robbery impact our little roadside attraction, and it
could’ve made for an exciting climax, but instead the book just sort of trudges
along to the end.
If
you’re into musing about God, religion, and the role of the church; this can be
an enlightening read. But if you’re more
storyline-oriented (like I am), you may become frustrated by all
the tale-stifling divergences.
Kewlest New Word…
Twilit (adj.)
: dimly illuminated by or as if by twilight.
Synonym : Crepuscular
Excerpts...
“There are three things that I like,”
Amanda exclaimed upon awakening from her first long trance. “These are: the butterfly, the cactus and the
Infinite Goof.”
Later, she amended the list to include
mushrooms and motorcycles. (pg.
4 )
“Our laws are sacred.”
“Aren’t our people sacred?”
“Until a law is removed legally from the
statute books, it must be obeyed blindly by everybody if we want to continue to
live in a democratic society and not slide back into anarchy. We’ve got to have laws and retribution. Ever since we crawled out of caves,
retribution has followed wrongdoing as the night the day. When retribution ceases to follow evil, then
the fabric of civilization begins to unravel.”
Amanda stirred the custard. “If we’ve always had retribution, how do you
know what happens when we don’t have it?” she asked. (pg.
250)
“When following the spoor of the Mirror Eaters it is wise not to
tread on their droppings.” (pg.
132)
I found ARA to be a bit rough around
the edges, mostly because of the weak storytelling. A number of characters are introduced and
developed, only to fade out and not return.
The pacing was uneven, and after a while, I cringed as yet another
tangent arose to slow things down.
But what saves the book from dropping into
the “I
struggled to complete it” category is the author’s innate writing
talent. Simply put, Tom Robbins is a
master with words. I still don’t care a
whit about the monarch butterflies, but I am awed by the way he tells me about them.
This
was Robbins’ debut novel. The next three
are Even Cowgirls Get The Blues, Still Life With Woodpecker, and Jitterbug Perfume.
I’ve read them all, and they are all polished, stellar works. Despite its shortcomings, Another Roadside Attraction was fun to read, just
to be dazzled by Robbins’ deft manipulation of the words. 7 Stars.
2012;
286 pages. New Author? : No. N.B. : "Jack Kilborn" is a pen name of J.A. Konrath. Book 3 of the “A Novel of Terror”
series. Genre : Thriller.
Overall Rating : 8*/10.
The
sleepy town of Safe Haven – population 907 – lies in northern Wisconsin, and in
the middle of nowhere. It’s quite and
isolated, so when a helicopter crashes one night just outside of town, that’s something
to get excited about. Things get even
better when the whole town wins the Lottery.
The
rest of the night is going to be exciting too.
Unfortunately for the inhabitants of Safe Haven, it’s gonna be the “bad”
kind of excitement.
What’s To Like...
The
title sums it up succinctly : Afraid – A Novel of
Terror aims to scare you out of your socks. The action starts right away, and the terror
is not far behind. The “what”
is revealed fairly early, so the big question is “why”. J.A. Konrath delights in answering this gradually
and deftly.
There’s
lots of blood and gore, of course; along with lots of killing. Safe Haven’s population of 907 takes one
heckuva hit. There’s a romance or two to
balance the violence, and a monkey and a dog that are both uber-kewl. This is not a paranormal book; it’s more a
matter of science
gone wrong.
The pacing is crisp; Konrath is an author who simply will not allow any
slow spots in his books. There are lots
of twists, yet the storyline holds together nicely and builds to a nail-biting
climax. The book is a standalone, and
the loose ends tie up nicely without prolonging the page-count.
Excerpts...
“You
think you know pain, old man? You know
nothing of pain. You’ll answer every
question I have and beg me to ask more of them.”
“No,” Sal said, folding his frail arms,
silently swearing on Maggie’s head to not give this bastard the
satisfaction. “You won’t get anything
out of me.”
It took less than three minutes for this
intruder to prove Sal wrong. (loc.
318)
Though a firefighter, Erwin knew he wasn’t
a particularly brave man. Unlike his
friend Josh, who wanted to leave Safe Haven for a bigger town with more danger,
Erwin was perfectly fine here. He hadn’t
risked his life once in six years on the job, and that suited him. But he knew that it was only a matter of time
until he’d be forced to do something heroic.
Unfortunately, it looked like the time had
come. (loc. 867)
Kindle Details...
Afraid – A Novel of Terror sells for $3.99 at Amazon, as do
the other two books in the series – Trapped and
Endurance.
“Which head belongs to which, you think?”
(loc. 232)
I have to believe writing thrillers is a daunting
task. A horror movie can scare you by pulling
you into the victim’s eyes and letting you watch the oncoming evil. But a book has to rely on words on a page to imprint
the fear into your brain. How scared can
you be by a bunch of sentences?
There’s
nothing subtle, complex, or highbrow about A-ANoT. It should be judged by how well it traumatizes
your mind and keeps it that way, with your only “relief” being to turn the next
page. It succeeds frighteningly. 8 Stars.
2011;
440 pages. New Author? : Yes. Genre : Historical Mystery. Overall Rating : 7½*/10.
When
one of the colossal statues of Pharaoh topples over during a festival at the
temple of Ptah, it seems to be an unfortunate accident. When a second statue and a pylon also
collapse, one wonders if it is a sign from Ptah. But then priests start having their throats
slashed, and a more earthly cause seems more likely.
Khay
is both the high priest of Ptah and a son of the Pharaoh. It’s up to him to figure out the “Who” and “How”
of these incidents. His brother, the
Crown Prince Hori, soon arrives to help.
Which means there are two more targets for whoever is behind all this.
What’s To Like...
The
setting – the Egyptian city of Memphis during the reign of Ramesses II – is superbly
done. It “felt” real to me, being
neither a dry information dump nor too vague and generic.
The mystery aspect of Pharaoh’s Son,
is passably decent. The “Who”
of the whodunit are easy to spot, although there’s one red herring to keep you
one your toes. The investigation is more
a matter of determining the “Why”. The motives
and actions of the bad guys hold together reasonably
well. But there are some loose ends –
such as telepathic messages and “beings of light” that ANAICT, were never
resolved.
There
is also a spiritual tinge to the story, and this is where things get
clunky. Gospel allusions get dropped
into the dialogue (forgiveness, the perils of materialism, reaping what one sows, etc.),
but none of it ever impacts the storyline.
More importantly, it doesn’t jive with ancient Egyptian theology, not
even with Amenhotep IV’s monotheistic deity, Aten. More on this in a bit.
The
characters, especially the two protagonists, are well-developed. There are a poopload of them to follow. The author provides a cast of characters
section, but unfortunately, it comes after the end of the story. This may work in a “book book”, but not on a
Kindle, which are inherently formatted to open to the first page. It might be better to put the list just ahead
of page 1 in the Kindle version.
Excerpts...
Idefa’s
eyes were shining. “I’d gladly die for
Your Royal Highness!” he exclaimed.
The Crown Prince sat back and looked him over
in a puzzled fashion. “What is it about
me,” he wondered aloud, “that constantly compels those around me to seek
death? I don’t want anyone to die for
me: it depletes the ranks of my allies which are, alas, far too thin as it
stands.” (loc. 3258)
“And then what do we do?” asked Idefa.
“Get out of here, of course,” said
Khay. “Didn’t you hear them? They mean to put me to the torture, and I don’t
intend to be here when they come back.”
“They can’t torture you!” Idefa objected,
aghast. “You’re Pharaoh’s son!”
“Kings’ sons bleed like anyone else,” Khay
said. “Sometimes more easily.” (loc. 7154)
Kindle Details...
Pharaoh’s Son sells for $2.99 at Amazon. Diana
Wilder has two other murder-mysteries set in roughly the same time and place, also
for $2.99,
but they do not appear to be sequels, as the protagonists are different.
“Amun's breath and bones!" (loc. 992)
Once upon a long time ago, there was a Finnish
writer named Mika Waltari. He wrote a
number of historical fiction novels, including one called The Egyptian., set in almost the exact same time
period Pharaoh’s Son. Waltari, like Ms. Wilder, paid major
attention to historical accuracy, and I ate up maybe a half dozen of his books
back in my salad days since I’ve always been a history buff. Unfortunately, Waltari was a devout
Christian, and he couldn’t help but let his spiritual views seep into his
stories. Which really detracted from otherwise
compelling stories.
I
don’t know what the author's religious views are; she is certainly not as
heavy-handed as Waltari was. But even
so, I think this genre of literature is better served without the spiritual
aspects, unless they are an intrinsic part of the mystery. And if theology is called for in the
plotline, at least make it consistent with the prevailing doctrines of the
setting.
But I pick at nits. Pharaoh’s Son is recommended for fans of
both Historical Fiction and Murder Mystery.
The pacing is good, I really didn’t think there were any slow spots, and
the story wraps up nicely. 7½ Stars.
2012;
194 pages. New Author? : Yes. Genre : Parody; Humor.
Overall Rating : 7*/10.
Of
what use is a Royal Dragon-Slayer, if he refuses to kill the resident dragon? A fair question that King Ronald Dump poses
to said employee. But Sir Barth and
“Drag” are the best of friends, and blood, even if it is lizard’s blood, is thicker
than duty.
Drag and Barth are prepared to flee the kingdom over the matter. But then the local witch turns the kingdom’s
inhabitants into brainsss-craving zombies, and the walking dead converge upon King
Dump’s castle. Suddenly, Barth’s swordsmanship
seems like a valuable commodity.
What’s To Like...
Attack of the Fairytale Zombies! is a parody,
and manages to be bawdy without bring obscene. The language is …erm… earthy, and there are a
bunch of allusions to “adult situations”.
But really, it’s nothing you wouldn’t hear in a junior high locker room.
My
two favorite characters are a cross-dressing dragon and an apprentice “good” witch. The rest, including our hero, are forgettably
stereotypical. There is a semblance of a
storyline (the
“attack of the fairytale zombies”), but it’s really nothing but a
string of clichés. The author is aware
of this; indeed, she uses the word cliché a
half-dozen times in the novel. Another favorite word
of hers : sigh. It shows up 25 times.
At
less than 200 pages, this is a short read, but it’s the right length for this sort of
parody. The gag lines do get repetitive,
but any book that has the cry “Brainsss!” and zombie pigs in it will keep me
turning the pages.
Excerpts...
She
screeched as she landed in Barth’s lap with a thud. “Oh, I’m sorry.”
When Barth looked into the witch’s wide,
violet eyes, he thought his heart would melt.
Except, not all the way, because then his heart wouldn’t be able to pump
blood, and he’d die. It melted just
enough so the reader gets that Barth was instantly in love. (loc. 267)
“Whom did you slay?” the king groaned.
Barth tilted his head while tapping his
chin. “About a dozen knights, a few
hobbits and goblins, an evil step-sister, a wooden puppet, one or two
princesses, oh and Bill Murray. He wasn’t
a zombie yet, but I lopped off his head just for the hell of it.”
The king slapped his forehead. “I can’t believe you killed Bill Murray.”
Barth arched a brow. “Have you seen Garfield?” (loc. 631)
Kindle Details...
Attack of the Fairytale Zombies! sells for $0.99 at Amazon, which
seems to be the standard price for all of P.J. Jones’ books ATM. She is also a contributing author to the
anthologies put out by a group who call themselves The Eclective, and these are
very good and often free. Indeed, if you watch the various “free Kindle books” websites and/or Amazon,
you will sooner or later find a lot of Ms. Jones’ books free for limited time
periods.
“Why can Blahnik design shoes for filthy little hobbits but not for
cross-dressing dragons?” (loc. 53)
Attack of the
Fairytale Zombies! reminds me of a book from way back in the mid-90’s, Politically Correct Bedtime Stories. Both are spoofs, both rely on repetitive
punch lines, and neither makes any pretense of having any depth. One relies on sexual innuendo; the other on
PC-innuendo.
PCBS had a brief heyday – ISTR it made the NY Times
Best Seller list – but it had no staying power because, after you grew tired of
hearing the same witticisms over and over again (“womyn” instead of “women”),
all you had left was the fairy tale storyline.
The same holds true here. When
the genitalia boner
mots get old, there’s not much else to latch on to.
AotFT! can
be summed up in two words : “tabasco-flavored cotton-candy”. Okay, maybe that’s four words. This is a spicy novel, but without any
substance. Still, there are times when
cotton-candy is just what one’s taste buds are craving, and I doubt P.J.
Jones had any intention of writing
something complex or high-brow. 7 Stars. Add another star if you remember PCBS, and thought it was hilarious.
2004;
452 pages. New Author? : No. Book #6 of the Dresden
Files series. Genre : Urban
Fantasy. Overall Rating : 8½*/10.
Chicago’s
wizard-for-hire, Harry Dresden, has a dream job – providing magic protection
for the cast of a porn movie. The director
is convinced that someone wants to put him out of business by harming his cast
with “Evil Eye” spells. Sure, sure.
It
turns out, however, someone really is throwing life-threatening spells at the
actresses in the movie. Spells so
powerful, they’re beyond the scope of an ordinary caster. Who’s behind this and what is their
motive? Harry better find out because
the next lethal spell is aimed at him.
What’s To Like...
I
read Book 1 of this series way back in 2009.
Most of the main characters came back to me quickly here. A couple new ones have been added somewhere
along the way, and a couple new ones get added here, including a puppy. This is a standalone story, but the usual
maxim applies – you will get more out of the series if you read the books in
order.
The “porn movie” motif is a tease.
There’s no squishing or slurping, and after the first third of the book,
it doesn’t figure into the story much.
There is some cussing, and one naked body waiting to be sacrificed, but
that’s about it for R-rated stuff.
Jim
Butcher has a great writing style, and the whodunit aspect of the storyline is
done well. The horror is tempered by a
steady stream of humor. There is plenty
of action, and everything builds to a satisfying climax.
Excerpts...
“Christ, Dresden! You almost got me killed!”
“Don’t be a baby. You’re fine.”
Thomas frowned at me. “You at least could have told me!”
“I did
tell you.,” I said. “I told you at Mac’s
that I’d give you a ride home, but that I had to run an errand first.”
Thomas scowled. “An errand
is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is not
getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo.” (pg. 9 )
I put the stupid mask on.
“You might not know this, but I don’t function all that well as an
investigator when blinded.”
That’s the idea,” the gunman drawled. The gun left my neck. “Try not to make me feel threatened,” he said
through a yawn. “I’m all spooked and
jittery. If you make any noise or start
to get up, I’ll probably twitch, and this trigger is pretty sensitive. My gun is pointed at your nose. The ensuing cause-and-effect chain could be
inconvenient for you.”
“Maybe next time you could just say ‘freeze,’”
I said. “No need to walk me through it
step by step.” (pg. 89)
“Be vewy vewy quiet. We’re
hunting vampires.” (pg.
305)
A
brief synopsis of the Dresden Files world.
There are some fairies and demons and whatnot, but for the most part this is about
Vampires versus Wizards. The Vampire
Orders come in three Orders : white, red, and black. You really don’t want to mess with the Black
Order ones. The Wizards are members of
the White Council. The Vamps come in
varying shades of evil and the Wizards aren’t exactly pure good.
I
enjoyed Blood Rites, which was also true of the
other Dresden Files book I've read, reviewed here.
I don’t know why it’s taken me so long to read another one in the
series. Presumably it’s a matter of “so many books, so little time”. In any event, two more are now on my TBR shelf. 8½ Stars.
