3.5 to 4 🌟
I adored 'Play' by Luke Palmer, so I had to go check out his debut. Now, being a debut, it doesn't have the sort of assured gorgeous prose that graced 'Play', but it's still a cut above the usual YA, and I think he handed himself an almost impossible task with the theme of this book too. It's about the racial radicalisation of a 15yo white boy who lost his father in a terrorist attack in London. What an incredibly brave and tricky subject to go after for your debut YA novel. And one I've never seen done before either. So kudos for that, too. And I think overall, he succeeds. It maybe should have been a little bit longer, as some sections felt a little rushed, particularly near the end, and it was a little more preachy than 'Play' but still not half as preachy as most YA books. There is still no pandering to tropes or 'contemporary wokeness,' which I loved, he just lays it out straight and lets you make up your own mind, and I thought he did a great job of keeping your sympathy with the MC, even as he starts to spiral into a highly questionable territory. Overall, this was an unflinching and heart-breaking look at right-wing extremism through the eyes of a young teen boy just trying to find his way. Gritty, but with a great and tender heart. It reminded me of the TV show Adolescence, and how easy it is for young teens to fall prey to peer pressure and toxic ideologies. Not as good as 'Play' but still an impressive debut, and moving forward, I can't wait to read everything this author ever puts out.