The author, David Samuels, approached me for a review after finding me on the TBRindr list. I am happy to help out a fellow indie author, so I read his pitch. It called it an adventure story that would appeal to fans of Kings of the Wyld and Gentlemen Bastards (both of which I have not yet read). However, he said that the plot and the atmosphere capture the spirit of Mad Max (2015), The Mummy (1999), and Indiana Jones (no date given - let's go with the first three movies). I chuckled to myself about how, owing to the ubiquity of remakes these days, it was necessary for David to date the films he cited.
I was damn glad he picked 1999’s The Mummy, and not the newer one - shows a basic elevated level of taste, you know?
A quick note about my review style: I am no monkey picking nits from the hide of his pack mate. I take a Ram Dassian view of art, i.e. perfection does not exist in nature, but five out of five reviews do (go figure)! I try to look at books as forests, rather than groupings of trees, and I’m not a teacher. If a book is effective in what it sets out to do, the writing is good, and I am happy with it when it’s done, I generally give it full marks. Small stylistic, grammatical, or spelling blemishes do not usually detract from a score. What will detract is abortive pacing (one of my biggest peeves), overuse of description (see first peeve), and ineffectual characterization. I also know from personal experience that some things decried as bugs are in fact features, so I try to appreciate what an author is trying to do when I come up with my score.
In this case, it was billed as an adventure story like The Mummy. That is precisely what we get.
Review – 5/5
As I said, this is an adventure story in a desert setting, filled with ancient evils and arcane knowledge from days gone by. There is a boatload of rollicking action, a few twists, and an epic conclusion that leaves it open for a sequel.
A dyed-in-the-wool H.P. Lovecraft aficionado, I have a serious love for descriptive prose. I am all for a bit of the old Hemingway ‘cut it down to the bones’ version of writing, which has basically taken over most fiction these days. But God damn – do I enjoy it when I have to use the Kindle dictionary to expand my vocabulary as I read. Give me death or give me da purp(le prose). Thankfully, Samuels delivers the latter (although there is plenty of the former to go around for some of the characters). That’s not to say that the language is too complex, which is a problem in and of itself. Rather, I, Exile has a style that is very descriptive but not overly so. A fine balance was struck by Samuels – hats off to him.
I also enjoyed the use of anachronisms and modern slang. I do not find that this detracts from a story, and it was fitting, given that the main character (it’s told from a first-person perspective) is a jailbird. At first I thought this was a heist tale, because it starts of with the main character, Emelith, and her partner, Niellan, attempting to thieve some ancient scroll from a bunch of hard-ass monks. Things go south pretty quickly – Niellan double-crosses her and Emelith is left to pick up the pieces in jail.
She is sentenced to death for her crime, a sentence which involves being cast out into a massive desert wasteland, the site of some ancient apocalyptic happening where nothing grows, except for giant scorpions and spiders and all kinds of Mummy-esque nastiness. She eventually does meet other people, though, and while we don’t find a mummy in the story, there is a perfect fantasy version of that idea represented as the main villain (one hint: phylactery)…
I won’t go into any further detail, because you’ll need to read it yourself. Suffice it to say that the story is action-packed, featuring interesting characters and expertly-timed beats. The pacing is just fantastico. I’ll be frank: you’re not getting a huge philosophical statement on the human condition, but there is a redemption element to the story which was enjoyable. I especially liked Emelith’s change in perspective and what she does at the end. I won’t spoil it. Nonetheless, I, Exile is a popcorn flick of a book, and it executes this perfectly well.
Overall, I was very impressed with David Samuels’ I, Exile. I read the book over the course of a couple of days, which is a great sign. I waited to post the review, though, because today is launch day!