PopCo by Scarlett Thomas - published 2004
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Let's be honest, Thomas is an english lit geek who writes for other english lit geeks. I have no problems with this as I neatly fall into that niche. PopCo is not the first book I read, The End of Mr Y was my introduction to Thomas and it was quite something.
I felt dubious about reading another book by Thomas, was it going to be equally inventive, rich and unputdownable? Or was it going to be more of the same, but less so...
PopCo's blurb was attractive enough:
“PopCo tells the story of Alice Butler -- a subversively smart girl in our commercial-soaked world who grows from recluse orphan to burgeoning vigilante buttressed by mystery, codes, math and the sense her grandparents gave her that she could change the world.”
As with "Mr Y", Thomas is capable of creating a complex, intriguing, smart female character who hooks you into the story from the first page. These women are individual, flawed, off-beat, intelligent and curious about the world, this alone makes me a fan of Thomas' writing.
The story starts promising. We find out that Alice is headhunted crossword compiler now working for a toy company called PopCo. She is on her way to a PopCo event where members from different branches will come together for a creative weekend filled with team-building excercises.
Alice, like the reader, soon finds out that more is at stake. Alice is among a group of specially selected PopCo 'creatives' who will work on a new project. They can't tell anyone, can't do anything else and can't go home - should they choose to accept this mission. They will stay at the luxurious encampment that is Hare Hall and develop a product that will appeal to the most mercurial of target markets: the teenage girl.
So much for the present. Next, we learn about Alice's upbringing. Her mother dead and father off on an undisclosed mission, she is raised by her grandparents - possibly the most interesting pair of grandparents I'v ever come across in fiction. Grandma worked as a decoder on the Enigma project and now spends her time trying to prove the Riemann Hypothesis, while grandpa is a rogue, independent, humourous, walking piece of intellect who introduces Alice to the art of codebreaking. We find out that grandpa is actually responsible for some groundbreaking work and is renouned in his field.
So that's it, in the present Alice is part of a company trying to 'de-code' the mystery of the teenage girl's shopping desires and in the past Alice in having a hard time but lovingly taken in by her quirky math-loving grandparents. Well, not quite. Because Thomas has more to say.
As she narrates the classes and excercises the Popco workers attend, the reader begins to experience a nausea that builds into open mouth appalledness. Perhaps it's a revelation of my own naivety, but does this kind of evilness really happen? Employees posing as peers, recommending products and spreading the buzz about the next 'cool' thing. Purposefully creating fake independent brands to reach those kids that don't want to buy into the big brands. Ripping of independents all over the place. In her acknowledgements, Thomas gives a list of books the reader might find interesting and unsurprisingly the list includes Naomi Klein's superb No Logo. There are definate echoes of the issues Klein raises, this time from inside the belly of the beast. And they make interesting food for thought.
The story starts to build a second strand of equally inventive material. As grandpa teaches Alice he teaches us, and there is some seriously fun stuff to be learned, even if you have been a-mathimatical your entirly life - ahum. As it turns out, her grandfather hasn't been teaching Alice about maths and codes just because he is a numbergeek. He is teaching her for the same reason he has given her a mysterious necklace that she must never take off - and hasn't. When Alice starts receiving encoded messages at Hare Hill, I felt safe to assume that at some point these two strands would come together.
For the first 200 pages or so, I believed I had just met my new favorite book. The two seperate stories were equally intriguing, the characters felt real and worth my investment and the story seemed to be about retaining a sense of individuality even when part of a group that doesn't reject anything. How can you rebel against that never disagrees?
Unfortunatley however, soon after the middle of the story, the novel lets itself down. Alice, it turns out, has found herself in the right place in the right time, because the resistance has been watching. This 'resistance', aptly called NoCo has been growing and they're planning to kill the machine from the inside. It's fun to read and you certainly go along with these characters for some of the way. Wouldn't it be great if all these independent minds - who make no effort to hide the fact that there so very different from the rest - e.g. they're all vegans - would rise up and create a counterstructure to put an end to the branding tirants that are slowly pulling us into a black hole of uniformity.
Alice, who has never had many friends suddenly finds herself surrounded by likeminded individuals, and it turns out the encoded messages weren't from scary unseen strangers with dark agendas, not even from her father. No they were from the NoCo crew. All that mystery surrounding the Stevenson/Heath manuscript...and she just figures it out it one of the most anticlimactic denouemants I've read in a long time.
This is the real flaw of the novel: the first half is so promising that it has a hell of a job to deliver a mindblowing ending. Possibly Thomas tried to do too much and now has too many ends to tie together in a satisfactory way. I feel like the reader has been allowed to peek into these fascinating people's lives, blinked and then the point of interest disappeared.
It is not a completely bad novel, there is enjoyment to be had. Perhaps the problem is that I enjoyed Mr Y so much that I had unrealistic expectations, but I can't help but feel that there was potential for a brilliant story and instead it's just ok.