Dan
Nick Harkaway’s second Titanium Noir expands on the first, and gives us more of a picture of this society and the tensions within it. Like all good SF, this book uses its central idea to interrogate our own world, in this case the rise of the billionaire class and their societal, cultural and political dominance. In case that sounds too heavy, the noir part of the series title is also fully in effect, with a succession of femme fatales, our hero getting banged on the head at regular intervals, and a crime that I gave up trying to solve or understand and just went along for a ride with. A lot of fun.
Nick Harkaway’s second Titanium Noir expands on the first, and gives us more of a picture of this society and the tensions within it. Like all good SF, this book uses its central idea to interrogate our own world, in this case the rise of the billionaire class and their societal, cultural and political dominance. In case that sounds too heavy, the noir part of the series title is also fully in effect, with a succession of femme fatales, our hero getting banged on the head at regular intervals, and a crime that I gave up trying to solve or understand and just went along for a ride with. A lot of fun.
I’m very happy that Dead Ink are bringing Nathan Ballingrud’s stories into print on this side of the Atlantic. If the previous collection, North American Lake Monsters, concentrated mostly on, duh, monster stories, this one Is more explicitly supernatural, with all the stories tapping into an overarching mythology of Hell and the creatures that live there. It’s potent, fiercely imaginative stuff with vivd and intense imagery throughout. Ballingrud appears to have all the power and imagination of the early Clive Barker, and I am more than ready for whatever comes next.
I’m very happy that Dead Ink are bringing Nathan Ballingrud’s stories into print on this side of the Atlantic. If the previous collection, North American Lake Monsters, concentrated mostly on, duh, monster stories, this one Is more explicitly supernatural, with all the stories tapping into an overarching mythology of Hell and the creatures that live there. It’s potent, fiercely imaginative stuff with vivd and intense imagery throughout. Ballingrud appears to have all the power and imagination of the early Clive Barker, and I am more than ready for whatever comes next.