I rate the thirty items in this anthology a total of 93 points to give the book a 3.1 GR rating which rounds to a three. If I rated only the fiction stories, it still comes out at 2.7, which also rounds to a three.
There were two great stories in the collection: Michael Moorcock's “Crossing into Cambodia”, and Clive Barker's “In the Hills, the Cities." There were only three more stories I liked: Kathe Koja's “The Neglected Garden,” Thomas Ligotti's “A Soft Voice Whispers Nothing,” and China Mieville's “Jack.” For the other seventeen stories, the challenge was figuring out the degree of suck.
What went so horribly wrong, generally speaking? I certainly wanted to like all of these stories. Was their lack of plot, character, theme, and meaningful story structure a function of the fact that most of them were excerpts taken from longer works? This is a possibility. To know for certain I will probably need to read the entire book or novel that some of these stories were excerpted from.
I suspect I would not like the full length novels much if any more than I appreciated the excerpts. This is because an anthologist could take out a piece of an Edith Wharton novel, a Tolstoy novel, an H.G. Wells, and a Victor Hugo novel, and in such a way choose that excerpt well enough that it would make itself into a pleasurable short story reading experience, one with a beginning, middle, end, a theme for the excerpted part, and interesting characters. If it could be done for them, why couldn't it be done for the authors the Vandermeers excerpted?
The Vandermeers see themselves as providing the logical extension of the growth of Weird Fiction from the new direction China Mieville took. And that may be. I think the Vandermeers' work represents only one direction Weird took after 1990, but that it's not the only one. The Vandermeers and their many correspondents banded together to call this particular direction "New Weird."
What I prefer to read is something I call "Modern Weird." I consider Modern Weird to be the logical extension of what Weird Tales would be publishing if it were still publishing regularly today. Modern Weird encompasses New Weird, but New Weird only as a subgenre, one that values world-building and creative language use, while devaluing story structure. Modern Weird writing, by contrast, values not only world-building, good writing, and genre bending, but also plots, characters, interesting situations, having themes for audiences to ponder greater meanings, etc.
Good examples of Modern Weird (in my opinion) are the Moorcock and Barker stories, Koja, Ligotti, and even Mieville--the Vandermeers can't claim him exclusively for New Weird!
The first section of the book is from a section of the book the VanderMeers title "Stimuli". In other words, they don't consider it New Weird proper. To borrow a term from science fiction, it must then be proto-New Weird. Proto-New Weird stories are definitely Weird, but they're starting to lean towards, to look like, what will become New Weird.
Here's a list with my ratings.
Introduction
“The New Weird: ‘It’s Alive?’ Jeff VanderMeer - 5
Stimuli
M. John Harrison “The Luck in the Head” - 2
Michael Moorcock “Crossing into Cambodia” - 5
Clive Barker “In the Hills, the Cities” - 5
Simon D. Ings “The Braining of Mother Lamprey” - 3
Kathe Koja “The Neglected Garden” - 4
Thomas Ligotti “A Soft Voice Whispers Nothing” - 4
Evidence
China Mieville “Jack” - 4
Jeffrey Thomas “Immolation” - 3
Jay Lake “The Lizard of Ooze” - 3
Brian Evenson “Watson’s Boy” - 2
K .J. Bishop “The Art of Dying” - 1
Jeffrey Ford “At Reparata” - 2
Leena Krohn “Letters from Tainaron” - 2
Steph Swainston “The Ride of the Gabbleratchet” - 2
Alistair Rennie “The Gutter Sees the Light That Never Shines” (original) - 1
Discussion
“New Weird: The Creation of a Term” - 4
Michael Cisco “‘New Weird’: I Think We’re the Scene” - 4
Darja Malcolm-Clarke “Tracking Phantoms” - 4
K. J. Bishop “Whose Words You Wear” - 4
“European Editor Perspectives on the New Weird” (featuring the views of Michael Haulica from Romania, Martin Sust from the Czech Republic, Hannes Riffel from Germany, Konrad Waleski from Poland, and Jukka Halme from Finland) - 3
Laboratory (Original round-robin story)
“Festival Lives” - Not rated
Preamble: Ann and Jeff VanderMeer
View 1: “Death in a Dirty Dhoti” Paul Di Filippo - 3
View 2: “Cornflowers Beside the Unuttered” Cat Rambo - 2
View 3: “All God’s Chillun Got Wings” Sarah Monette - 3
View 4: “Locust-Mind” Daniel Abraham - 2
View 5: “Constable Chalch and the Ten Thousand Heroes” Felix Gilman - 2
View 6: “Golden Lads All Must…” Hal Duncan - 2
View 7: “Forfend the Heavens’ Rending” Conrad Williams - 3
Recommended Reading - 5
Biographical Notes - 4
China Mieville “Jack” - 4
The first story in the anthology is M. John Harrison's "The Luck in the Head." It's 24 pages long and hard for me to understand. The protagonist, a poet, has a recurring dream and then gets an assassination assignment. I had the feeling I was walking in during a longer story and leaving before the end. Harrison has wonderful command of the English language and uses many obscure words in a beautifully artistic manner. The characters in the story have startlingly original names. I researched the story a little online and see that it was taken out of a volume of stories of a similar setting and probably the same characters called Virconium Nights. Maybe with more context I'd enjoy the story more, but it was presented as an isolate. It doesn't work at all that way, at least not for me.
The second story is 33 pages long. "In the Hills, the Cities" by Clive Barker is one of his Books of Blood that came out in the mid-1980s. Barker's fiction is normally very difficult for me to read and I don't know why that is. I'd be embarrassed to say how many times I had to read "Twilight at the Towers", a werewolf story from Book 6, before I got a handle on what even literally happened, much less try to ferret out a meaning.
Barker's identification by the VanderMeers as someone who was writing an early form of New Weird starts me to thinking. Was Barker ahead of his time? Was he writing New Weird type literature before an audience for it really existed? Is this what tanked his popularity after the 1980s just as it was starting?
On the story itself, it is a real surprise to me. Given the civil wars that broke out in the Former Yugoslavia in the 1990s which came down to neighboring cities fighting one another, Barker's setting here is incredibly prescient. Barker's choice of Yugoslavia, Serbia actually, to set the story in was brilliant. Nowhere does conflict better break down to city vs city more than in that part of the world. We in the West live as individuals with rights, and try to make the world better individually, or at most for our families. Our responsibilities to any wider community are vague and nebulous, shrouded in vague ideals. In a communist (or more accurately totalitarian) system, the state was supposed to be supreme. Individuals were expected to devote their lives not for themselves, but to the state. Therefore, the state is of more central importance than the individual. I think Barker is having some fun with that concept here by making it literal. I've never read a story quite like this one. I love the way Barker assumes something that's impossible and then just writes like it not only is possible, but happening, figuring he needs offer no explicit explanation. He is really stretching the metaphor.
The third story in the collection is "Crossing into Cambodia" by Michael Moorcock. What an odd choice the VanderMeers made in choosing this story. It's in the proto-New Weird section, but even still I see little in it I would characterize as Weird. It's more like straight science fiction. It's unfortunate the VanderMeers offer nothing in terms of what their thought processes were for including it, not even an introduction in italics to the author before the story begins, as is customary in an anthology.
The story reads as though it were written in the 1970s when the Cold War was still on, but is set in the near future, one where the Soviet Union, United States, and Australia are allies and needing to occupy the southeast Asian peninsula for some reason. The story quickly focuses on a Soviet division that's in Vietnam and is preparing to cross a river to invade Cambodia. The Soviet division is actually a Cossack division that rides on horseback but uses modern weapons including tanks and helicopters. They are attempting to get actionable intelligence out of Vietnamese locals and employ brutal tactics to do so. The protagonist is a liaison officer attached to the division, not a Cossack but a communist party functionary, there to ensure party loyalty and adherence to government goals. The liaison officer is an outsider trying to fit in, educated, and supposedly above (too humane for) the brutal methods of the Cossacks, yet he acts in ways that are ethically complicated, shall we say.
This story was an excellent study in character. Trying to figure out what type of person the protagonist was and what his ethical boundaries were from the actions described was the heart of the story. That might sound dull, but the way Moorcock writes and portrays the characters was so real, so in keeping with our understanding of the way the Soviet military actually worked and interacted with one another, that it becomes fascinating. The events that test the protagonist's character are riveting as well.
The story reads well and stands on its own, unlike the earlier Harrison story. Nevertheless, it's fairly obvious that there's more to it. Moorcock did not create this rich background for the story to exist in if it were not at one time a part of a longer work. The protagonist, who wasn't named in this story, and would like to read the three (I think) other stories Moorcock wrote that feature him: "Casablanca", "Going to Canada", and "Leaving Pasadena." All of the characters are amazing and complex. A very interesting situation set in a part of the world (southeast Asia) that frankly has heretofore been of little interest to me was related here.
The next story in The New Weird is by Simon Ings, titled "The Braining of Mother Lamprey" (1990). It is early urban fantasy. The protagonist is an apprentice who seeks to become a warlock. The world is a London-sized city called Godsgate in which magic has come back because the Age of Science is over and something of God's power revealed itself on Earth, especially in Godsgate. What we're presented starts out as "A Day in the Life of..." story, in which we are introduced to the protagonist, his friends, his enemy, and we get an idea of what he is trying to accomplish. Suddenly we realize there is much more at stake and we transition into a coming of age story for the apprentice.
All of this is well and good, except the setting is absolutely disgusting. A lot of the magic works through collecting piles of excrement and smearing it over oneself, gouging eyeballs, removing body limbs and allowing them to fester, etc. It's the seamiest imaginable urban decay type Weird where the ooze never stops dripping in gangrenous technicolor. Yuck! Just yuck! The setting of the story and the lens it was told through was unique and imaginative, however disgusting, but the overall plot was nothing special.
Next came Kathe Koja's "The Neglected Garden." It was about a man wanting to break up with a woman. She preferred to work on the relationship and to wait until the man came around to her point of view. She took being hard to get rid of to a new, horrifying level. This story was cute, in its way, and as short as it needed to be to get the point across.
Next up was Thomas Ligotti's "A Soft Voice Whispers Nothing." Unlike with Kathe Koja, I have heard of Thomas Ligotti. He is a horror writer, who also featured in Weird Tales often in the 1980s and 90s, especially his wonderful art. He is a polarizing writer, like Lovecraft. Those with an opinion of him have a very positive or very negative one. This was nevertheless the first time I took the time to read one of his stories. I had to read it twice because I failed to pick up the symbolism (on the first read) I knew had to be there for the story to make sense.
Despite starting to grow tired of lately having to read stories more than once to understand them, I liked the story and would give it four stars even though some would say little to nothing happened in the events depicted. Read the title of the story again for an indication of just how action-packed it is. I believe the story is about a terminally ill boy dying. Ligotti is trying to put a positive spin on this sad event by writing about an afterlife and rebirth cycle--that's my interpretation, and I could be wrong. It's a dense, highly philosophical read, okay for a short story, but I'm not sure I would want to spend novel length time with this kind of writing.
And this finishes the first quarter of the book, the stimuli section, what the VanderMeers seem to consider proto-New Weird. Next comes the "Evidence" section, the true New Weird material kicked off by China Mieville's "Jack." I've tried on two occasions to read Perdido Street Station, but never gotten far before getting confused and giving up. I wonder if this smaller dose of Mieville will prove more palatable.
In many story collections there are some great stories. Other stories are average, and a few are usually just downright bad. The average ones are in the middle of this collection.
Reviews I read say this story makes little sense shorn of its Perdido Street Station origin. I didn't find that to be the case at all and think this stands up well on its own. I like the prejudice against remade concept, the narrator's voice, and would be interested in reading more of the world depicted. This is the first time in years I've found a desire to try Perdido Street Station again.
Jeffrey Thomas “Immolation” - 3
Expansion on Mieville's concept, only this time about prejudice against and poor treatment of clones, but not as crisply written.
Jay Lake “The Lizard of Ooze” - 3
Another, let's create a strange world that operates on different principles story. The main problem I have with it is that the parameters are barely explained and the scientific justifications for them aren't dealt with at all. People in a strange world are given a mission or quest, encounter some small problem, overcome problem, the end. It's not enough.
Brian Evenson “Watson’s Boy” - 2
I could write the same paragraph for this story as I did for the last story. This one was even worse for its focus on ashes, dust, rats, and fishing line. The protagonist has daddy issues, but we have no reason to care. This story could have been a meh, like the above one, but was so vague with goals poorly defined it ended up with a 2 like the first one (Harrison's).
I am astonished just how bad the "evidence" section is. I can see how some people might think this great writing. There is nice paragraph formatting and some clever and unusual word choices, but that's all I can say that's positive about these stories.
The authors depict worlds that are very different from ours, but that difference is for the sake of difference, not to make a point, or show a reader anything meaningful by that difference. The stories have little to no plot, no protagonist whose struggles we care anything about, no purpose for having been written, and sometimes are offensive (waxing on positively about death in one case, pointlessly profane in another). These gems got a 1 from me for actually being negative reading experiences, instead of 2's for being utterly pointless and therefore merely boring. Unlike bizarro, these stories are as humorless as a maggot-ridden corpse falling apart before our eyes. The authors take themselves and the drivel they write very, very seriously.
And that concludes my review, cadged together from messages I wrote about the anthology as I read it. Many library systems have this book. I recommend checking out a copy just to get a good feel of what New Weird was. My review might help you figure out where to spend your time. You can read the five stories word for word that I indicate are worth reading. The others, you might want to start reading, see if our tastes allign, and then if they do just skim them. That might be the most efficient use of your reading time.