“In and out the shuttle goes…”
So the pattern goes on, another even numbered EDA, another keeper. I begin to fear that I’m becoming ill prepared for irregularity, what if the rhythm falls apart, how would I deal with a world where ok stories are sandwiched between classics, or where they run on to the point where I can’t see their charms? What if a whole run of bad stories were somehow vital to the ongoing meta-plot…?
For now let us focus on the matter at hand.
I didn’t have the highest of hopes for this one, as I’ll freely admit. It was pegged by one review i read in advance as being dull and forgettable, and whilst I think that’s rather harsh it is, I suppose, the least memorable of the good stories so far.
A lot depends, I think, on how you read it, certainly I can see how one could make an earnest attempt at this book and still find it wanting, I nearly had the same problem with Vampire Science, and I think the heart of the issue is not wanting it to be something it’s not. They’re understated stories, essentially, although this one does have more of a global scale, none the less it has no bizarre monsters, very little scifi stuff, and it’s far from overflowing with mad characters and ideas. This is never going to be as thrilling then as Alien Bodies, but that needn’t be that standard against which all things are measured, and next to the gaudiness of Kursaal it all felt refreshingly grounded, the characters were subtle (with the curious exception of General Kane), but there was never a sense that Richards didn’t know how to write them, or didn’t know how to write, for that matter.
The opening is slow, but I quite enjoyed the leisurely pace, the polite conversation, Sam and Pickering flirting in the garden, the days of library work, I see how some people might not but for me it was a nice breather. I rather liked Pickering as a character actually, he had an earnestness which rather undercut his otherwise Bond-like nature. (Pro tip, picture him as Hal from Being Human.)
Similarly Silver is quite a good baddie so long as you manage two things; firstly be sure to cast him in your mind as someone with a bit of charm, he’s not the most original villain, and may flounder without a bit of applied gravitas. Secondly don’t conflate that with taking him too seriously, ultimately he’s second rate, and that could be a shot in the knee if you pin your hopes on him being a real Stavro Blofeld. But the saving throw is that the story knows it too, The Doctor doesn’t take him seriously, his lair is a (not too shabby) wine cellar, and his henchmen are his house staff, even his plan isn’t his own, he’s a pawn, a patsy, a vessel. That in mind he’s quite enjoyable.
I shan’t be entirely charitable. There are three things that i’d say are to the story’s detriment, and in order of severity they are:
One, the story sort of tried to sell it’s self as a blend of alchemy and techno thriller. This is fine and all, but it wasn’t. It was a techno-thriller which once or twice used alchemical terms and which featured the distant relatives of some people who may have practiced more literal alchemy. Not that i mind this, I don’t think that it was a misrepresentation of what alchemy is about, but mostly because it barely touches on the subject except to add some Gothic grandeur to things.
Two, Richards clearly had a lot of fun with the (sir)names of the characters, indulging an obvious fondness for etymology and Old English words, but the game became tired before he tired of it to say the least, and some of the explanations were weak enough to make me roll my eyes somewhat, and there’s a remarkable conceit to nobody seeming to have descended down the female line at any point (I thought this not-especially-clever trick was going to be pulled on us at one point, but no, it was a lead in to some rather shaky linguistic games.)
And three, it get’s very… technical in places. This novel, at times, really puts the techno into techno-thriller, and i don’t mean it’s out on the rave scene. I think this is a thing with cold war type spy adventures, sadly to a degree which was rather detrimental to the more dramatic moments in the story. (pro tip, picture Pete Kellerman as Ntare Guma Mbaho Mwine. i really don’t have a clue how or if the character would work at all if you don’t do that)
So… Sam & Doctor Watch (diddle-diddle-deeeeeeeeeeee): Sam was pretty good this time ‘round actually, it really stood out the degree to which she didn’t spend the whole time thinking about her daddy issues. she got some moments where she seemed like a grown woman, which was nice, given how childishly she’s written sometimes in spite of her age. The Doctor too was pretty much spot on (it’s been a while since he was badly handled actually), nothing exceptional, but just good old Eight (if it’s not too soon to talk about such things). there was a nice moment when hitchhiking, and a brilliant little bit when his old predicting-people’s-futures habit crops up again.
So all in all a story with no iconic monsters or set pieces, understated characters, and some frustratingly fiddly bits, all in the English countryside, rather than glamorous and distant worlds. A cup-of-tea story, if you will. I’m fine with that. but this was the least enthralling of the good EDAs, and after the most bearable of the bad ones… the pattern breaks down, the falcon cannot see the falconer, surely now must be the turning point, for otherwise Legacy of the Daleks will be an under rated gem, followed by a poor effort from Paul Leonard, and this simply cannot be.