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White Devils by Paul McAuley
pub: Simon and Schuster. 521 page hardback. Price:
£12.99 (UK). ISBN: 0-7432-3885-0
check out website: www.simonsays.com
Author
with genuine and applicable scientific experience and knowledge,
check. Controversial and yet oh-so-topical subject matter, check.
Big-ass page count, likewise.
Streamlined and ultimately satisfying narrative...oh bugger! Now
where's that gone?
'White Devils' starts with an explosion of action and information
as we are introduced to the main character Nick, who is a man employed
by a charity organisation to examine scenes of atrocity in a plague-devastated
Africa. This is done principally to determine the identities of
the victims.
He
is given his first chance to examine a 'fresh' scene and it is on
this trip that he first becomes acquainted with the White Devils,
who introduce themselves by ripping out the throats of his Brazilian
mercenary bodyguards. Whilst this is happening, Nick manages to
escape, rescuing a baby as he does so. This causes him to become
the focus of intense media attention.
At the same time, agents of the sinister corporation who run the
country he is staying in are doing all they can to suppress the
story of the White Devils. From here on in, the story is largely
based around Nick's attempts to discover the origins of the Devils
and the nature of the company's involvement with them. On the positive
side, this is not a dull book.
Indeed, it is a book that displays the author's considerable talent
for bringing together genuine science-possibilities with established
SF themes, such as government conspiracy and good old-fashioned
gibbering monstrosities. The characters are drawn well enough, although
they could not be considered to be exemplary.
The plot is full of twists and turns and you are often confronted
with shivery, 'Oh-my-god-that could happen moments', the concepts
of the 'Dead Zone' and the economics of 'gengineering' (genetically
altering organisms) being cases in point. The Dead Zone is an area
of devastation in the Congo caused by an horrific biological accident,
the idea of which will lead any forward thinking person to have
the occasional sleepless hour or two at night whilst contemplating
it.
So far, so good. The problem is most of us now, who have access
to a million works of literature and only so much life provided
to enjoy them in, demand more than just 'good'. We prefer to be
using adjectives such as 'excellent' or 'outstanding' and these
are terms that I can't apply to this novel. There are a number of
reasons for this.
Firstly, it is far too long. The basic quest for knowledge embarked
upon by Nick is not enough to counter-balance the occasional monotony
of his journey, Nick runs off. Nick gets captured. Nick runs off.
Nick gets captured in a seemingly endless repetition of events designed
primarily, it seems to me, to give the author a chance to change
the setting and the supporting cast. A lot of this material is not
valuable to the progression of the story and does not add very much
to its shape either.
My advice would be to run a hedge-trimmer down the middle and edit
the two halves back together. Secondly, no matter what awful predicaments
the characters found themselves in, I found it very difficult to
care about them. There is something a little hollow about them and,
despite all efforts of the author to hardwire them into the readers'
hearts, my empathy battery was left decidedly flat.
The exceptions to this would, as previously mentioned, be the very
start of the piece and its final moments, which amp up the emotive
energy to a perfect level which is only let down by the dull, unfulfilling
conclusion. Thirdly, the bad guys are way more interesting than
the heroes of the piece. Raphael is a repugnantly endearing figure
(ie he is cool but crude) and the destructive appearances of the
religious maniac Cody Corbin never fail to entertain in a disturbing
kind of way.
He is indeed a party dude. To be honest, right up until the end,
I kind of wanted them to win. Perhaps I'm being a little bit hard
on a book that is, after all, not half bad. That to me is the problem.
Everything that should be there appears to be present, but the sum
is unfortunately considerably greater than the whole. To be clear
then, this is a good book.
It's certainly worthy of rental from a library or maybe to buy,
but only when it's in paperback. Personally, I'll be waiting for
McAuley's next work, which will hopefully be a punchy 200-300 pages
long and have as much attention paid to characterisation as it does
to the admittedly fascinating and worrying subjects he addresses.
Paul Skevington
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