Overall, I liked this. I really did, with a slight feeling of too-little-too-quick. Of course, as soon as I'd completed it I flipped into Safari to check what other Goodreaders thought. The language, as I suspected, was a major issue. I've no problem with the author using a wide range of profanities as I'm well beyond the age where such proclivities are considered unwholesome. Indeed, I'm preparing an entire range of new expletives for my eventual entrance to a nursing home, reserved for people who bring me handkerchiefs and cutting propagators for Christmas rather than bottles of Grand Marnier or Bombay Sapphire.
But what were people expecting from a gangland novel about group rape? This isn't an easy book, and I must say I'm unsure where it's aimed. I'm in no way an advocate of age-ratings on books, but this is a book which, as I say, features a gang rape as a plot device. I'd say it's more than 'young adult' but less than 'fiction', if you're browsing in your local library. But there we are - to go back to the start of all this paragraph's furore: when does one become aware of the existence of bad language? Or, perhaps, one might ask how the little buggers know to tattle on each other the minute the dreaded words are uttered?
What if incorporating such words into a text isn't a matter of educating young people in the art of the expletive, but simply acknowledging that these words exist, fit perfectly into the environment of the novel as described, and it's actually a situation of trust between the author and the reader, who includes them for realism and no more expects to be accused of promoting excessive swearing than of being accused of promoting gang rape. (The language thing, I would argue, reflects an issue with the reader, not the writer.)
The rape itself is also a realistic plot device. There is no luridity; it's an awful event which occurs, and which engenders emotions within both the protagonists and the participants. If you're looking for a redemption theme here, it's missing - the rapists are through and through unreticent, and the book ends up oddly patchwork as a result - the actions of the heroes and villains are not intended to be compared, but the author visits this theme slightly and there is little redemption - iBoy's actions are vigilante and increasingly brutal, giving a credible and potentially satisfying moral outcome. Similarly, iBoy muses on the virtues of taking from the rich to help his immediate family, and ultimately fails to reconcile his personal views with his own actions. It's a conundrum, true, but an author who poses such questions should really attempt to answer them, rather than chicken out with the vagaries of an invented character.
I did cringe at the convenience of the plot: the iThis and iThat which gives iBoy his overly iDeusExMachina powers. Obviously, we suspend reality to enjoy the book, but I couldn't manage to get all the way into the iWorld - I'm ultimately left thinking that iBoy went over the iTop - it was all too convenient, and eventually became as iIrritating as me putting 'i' in front of everything. The iProblem... oh, alright, I'll stop: The problem was that iBoy was massively overpowered - in the sense of being an unstoppable force and therefore unrelated to existence. Dr Manhattan (Watchmen) is the ultimate result of this path; a superhero whose powers so separate him from humanity that he becomes truly alien. iBoy is similar. The eventual power-foiling climax is a good read, a bit of entertainment, but doesn't touch on this idea at all; that iBoy is now a new race, separate from humanity and, indeed, beyond its petty ideas of one human being being worth more than another. In writing terms, I have to say it pales in comparison to the manner in which David Rice's equally superhuman powers are fully explored by Steven Gould in Reflex, the sequel to Jumper.
All that said, this was a great book. I liked it a lot, and Kevin Brooks brings a chill to my skin when I hear another book's due. Black Rabbit Summer was great, and the (apparently) massive language problem wasn't a problem for me. What I was concerned about was the fizzling out of a perfectly executable idea; it all came to fruition too soon. Double the weight of this tome, or add a sequel. iBoy became iFizzledOut, iDidn'tManageMuch and iEscapedUnharmedButDidn'tChangeTheWorld. iWhat'sGoingOn?