Recently there has been a lot of discussion on my internet feeds about the need / desirability of seeing more, powerful women characters in SFF novels and stories. Some have questioned the use of the word, powerful, preferring instead, women with agency. Well, whichever word you prefer, Jade Barrera, Muy Thai and cage fighter extraordinaire, heroine of Tricia Sullivan’s newest offering Shadowboxer, will answer to either or both; although she may do so in language that will curdle your grandmother’s toes.
Jade is the latest in a growing cohort of complicated, bitter but loving, foul-mouthed, fighting women, of which Kameron Hurley’s, Nyxnissa so Dasheem from the God’s War Trilogy is perhaps the most well-known. If you’re looking for bloody and well written fight-scenes in your bedside reading, Shadowboxer is for you. The author’s long experience in the fields of boxing and training of athletes shows in the ringing authenticity of the fight scenes.
Jade’s backstory is sadly too typical of many Spanish women in America’s big cities. After almost killing her mother, her abusive father and his monstrous temper had been pushed out of their lives. He may be gone in body but that explosive temper remains embedded deep within Jade’s psyche. Her inability to control this rage is endangering what is presented as a promising professional fighting career. After she breaks a prospective supporter’s nose for throwing a rock at an alley cat, she is sent to Thailand to train in a camp owned by her trainer Mr B’s cousin. The plan is for her to hide out there until the heat from her assault of movie star and fight promoter, Tommy Zhang has died down. While there, an unexpected benefit, gained from exposure to Thai attitudes concerning self-respect and respect for others, even when you’re about to bash them to the mat in a ring, is her growing self-control and self-awareness of her value.
Next we meet Mya, an orphan, whose mother is in a Myanmar prison camp. Rescued from the camp and sent to live with Mr Richard in his orphanage near Bangkok, Mya has some very special powers. Not only can she travel to the Forest of the Immortals, a world parallel to ours where fabulous creatures and ghosts roam, she has the power to connect to any green thing, tree or plant, anywhere in the world simply by visualizing it. Mr Richard uses her and this talent to deliver drugs and children to clients around the world. She is also forced to bring Mr Richards with her into the Forest of the Immortals when he injects himself with night orchid extract. He is a wealthy celebrity, world famous for his work in reclaiming orphaned Asian children. The reality of his actions, and his plans for Mya, are far more sinister and ugly.
How Jade and Mya link up with Shea, a half Irish / half Thai reporter to attack Mr Richards and his plans, makes up the core story of this very engaging novel. Ms Sullivan has done her homework. Extensive research into Thai customs allows her to bring shimmering reality to the sections set in Asia. Her descriptions of life in the Rotten Apple and New Jersey, also throb with gritty accuracy. And as an ex-New Yawker, I should know!
I have to confess, I’m not a practitioner or fan of Kick-boxing or Ju-Jitsu, or of any of the variants of Asian martial arts, although I have many friends who are. So, I was really quite surprised at how much I enjoyed this book. While the fight scenes are bloody and violent, as they should be, there is also much lyrical writing about forests and magical creatures. And how could you not love a book where one of the heroes is a giant, fuzzy, black-panther god? There is also a very thought-provoking plot about child abuse by westerners in Thailand, and a few, quite surprising and unexpected twists near the end.
I have one small quibble. What does the acronym MMA stand for? Try as I might, I could not find these initials spelled out in the book.
So, a thrilling horror house of a read; not for the squeamish but very enjoyable. 5***** if you like this kind of story.