Warning: spoilers ahead
Where do I begin? How do I begin? It doesn't really help that I read this book many months ago and have put off reviewing it until now. I was so overwhelmed by this book, and the trilogy in general, that I thought I needed time to process things before I could write about it. I was left bereft and puzzled by the end of this trilogy that I didn't know how to explain it all. And then I read so many books in-between that time that I now find myself speechless and lost.
All I know is that I really, truly, loved every single aspect of The Riverman. I started it and finished it so quickly, devouring every word, unable to stop myself from immediately picking up book number two to find out WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!
I want to talk about this book as a single entity, but can't seem to separate it from the trilogy, now that I've read them all and know what happens and how it all ends. Truth is, I didn't enjoy The Whisper and The Storyteller as much, which makes it unfair to this one, because this one was absolutely incredible. The concept so unique, so brilliant, and the execution even more so. I'm not even sure how this was categorized as a middle-grade book, because it really isn't. I doubt that middle-graders would completely grasp the mind-blowing, underlying and intricate elements and themes of this book - I could barely grasp them myself.
OK, let's start at the beginning then.
In short, this is a wonderful, fantastical trilogy about a boy who gets caught up in a world of stories and imagination. A world where a monster exists…a monster referred to as “The Riverman”. A boy who struggles with the truth and tries to find real life situations to explain the bizarre stories that he was entrusted with. A boy who finds himself pulled into this world and has to deal with so much loss, while taking on the huge role and responsibility of becoming The Storyteller. OK...went a little too far here, so let's backtrack and focus on this book.
When Fiona approaches Alistair to write her biography, telling him that he was chosen because of a story he wrote for school once, which really stood out to her, he is initially quite flattered. He thinks she must be into him, this weird next-door neighbor, who doesn't really have any friends, but he is also somewhat pleased to have been picked for this strange endeavor, so he agrees to listen to her story. And so Fiona proceeds to tell him about a world in some other dimension of sorts, a land in which your imagination comes to life, a land they (the inhabitants) call Aquavania. Every thought can become a reality on this land, and you can meet other inhabitants if they invite you in and vice versa. There is one dark shadow that befalls this land - the Riverman - a horrible, monstrous, villain, who waits for just the right moment to steal the soul of all those that inhabit the land, feeding on their imagination, quite literally.
Alistair is obviously horrified at being taken for a fool, and tells her so. For some reason though, he keeps coming back, compelled to continue listening to her story, noting and deciphering everything she says, until he starts to read all these little signs and parallels between her stories and everyday life. He convinces himself that she is actually trying to confide to him about something very serious that is happening in her real life, and this is the only way she knows how to tell him, by telling him fictional stories so he can save her. Soon, he is certain that what she's actually trying to confess is that her creepy uncle is sexually abusing her (not a very middle-grade topic, that).
All is not what it seems though, and when Fiona realizes that Alistair doesn't actually believe anything she's saying and has his own agenda, she gets angry and frustrated. Seeing her anger, Alistair begins to have doubts, and whether he likes it or not, he begins to notice changes in Fiona every time she tells him she's come back from Aquavania. Most notable is her maturity. Fiona explains to him that time works differently there, and what seems mere hours here could be years there, so every time she's back, she's actually aged many years. More importantly though, Alistair begins to recall certain events that have occurred to him at a much younger age that seem to confirm Fiona's description of things. The more Alistair is immersed in her story, the more attached he becomes, until he admits to himself that he's actually fallen deeply in love with this strange, bizarre girl.
This is such a brilliant story, one that is hard to define or put into words. You can't even pinpoint for certain what the moral of the story is. Is it about people with too much imagination, is it trying to encourage or discourage that? Is it for all those storytellers, who live too much outside of reality, who spend too much time in a world that does not exist - i.e. think digital age, video games, chats, etc. Or is it a romantic tale where our hero tries to save his damsel in distress? At this point, it's hard to tell. I'm going to guess it's a bit of everything, and that's what makes it so great. There's also the great mystery of the Riverman, who is he and why is he doing what he's doing? And more importantly, how is he getting away with it? How are all these children disappearing in different parts of the world, and the only connection is this imaginary land that no one - at least no adult - is even aware of and sounds absolutely insane!
The ending will have you mind-blown. I definitely did not see it coming, and it took my breath away. To finally put all the pieces together and find out who the Riverman actually is. You spend the whole book playing the guessing game, only to have Starmer shove you hard with an elbow between the ribs so you can barely take a breath. It is dark. It is twisted. And it is oh-so-creepy. I love it!
Many have said this book works as a standalone with a bit of an open-ended ending to it, and having read the whole trilogy, I personally would recommend that readers stop at this book. Unfortunately, in my opinion anyway, the sequels did not match the brilliance of this book, and once we knew who the Riverman was, the rest of the story seemed to crumble a little bit, and get lost in translation - or imagination.