(4.5 stars)
Joel lane was--and through his work, still is--the unofficial critic and poet of the UK's urban decay. His stories represent the union of visionary imagination and social conscience, a coexistence of qualities which indicate his balanced engagement with collective life and inner experience.
"Keep the Night" gives a meta-performative turn to the rampant sex and violence of city life, by following a lost train-rider's accidental attendance of what seems to be an S&M meat puppet show.
"Feels like Underground", with its richly and often humorously-described, faux-gothic setting of a German hotel, portrays an act of minor infidelity at a business conference which at first only suggests the surface of far deeper infidelities between the company and its lower-level clients; "the real party", as it's seductively referred to many times.The pervasive imagery of dripping wax takes on a marvelously lurid transformation at the story's end, as intensely surreal a vision of the pornographic nature of corporate power as anything imagined by Ballard.
"The Long Shift" shows one of Lane's more active characters plotting revenge on a scumbag boss. He discovers quickly, by an accumulation of details, that his presence has been expected and that, as the title implies, an employee can never really leave the workplace in a world so insidiously structured as ours. Some readers might be tempted to give this story the generic tag of late, Ligottian corporate horror, but the emotional investment in his characters' inner lives justifies a consideration of Lane's corporate horror on its own terms.
The excellently-placed closer, "Behind the Curtain", tolls not only a deathly note of civilized humanity's exhaustion but also that of horror literature's most belabored figures. Lane's keen awareness of how cheaply postmodernist this story could have been is sharply reflected in the brutally honest dialogue and a sardonically deflated sense of eroticism.
Joel Lane's blend of visionary imagination, political intelligence, and moral integrity makes him a unique literary figure bridging the antiquated perspectives of weird fiction and the hypercritical perspectives of postmodernism. Now if only I could sacrifice a legion of bestsellers to resurrect him so that we can see what more he would have produced....