strange and random happenstance

The Hanging Tree by Ben Aaronovitch
Published by: DAW
Publication Date: January 31st, 2017
Format: Paperback, 304 Pages
Rating: ★★★★★
To Buy

Peter owes Lady Ty. When he was trapped under the platform at Oxford Circus she saved his life for a favor. And she has come to cash it in. Her daughter, Olivia McAllister-Thames, was out with her classmates from St. Paul's. The teens had snuck into the posh One Hyde Park where they were partying in a vacant flat when Olivia's classmate, Christina Chorley, overdosed. Christina died on the way to the hospital. Lady Ty wants Olivia kept out of it. She doesn't just want her daughter exonerated, she wants her daughter's name never to be even mentioned in connection to the overdose at One Hyde Park. But that isn't how Peter works, even if he does owe her his life. He was willing to go easy on Olivia, but that became complicated when she admitted to supplying the drugs that killed Christina. And that's when Olivia was arrested and low-lying areas around the Tyburn were in danger of flash flooding. Just because Olivia confessed doesn't mean she actually did it, and Peter is nothing if not thorough, you kind of have to be when you're a magician, so he starts digging. And what he finds is interesting and disturbing. Interesting in that Olivia is obviously covering up for someone, who turns out to be her girlfriend, she just hadn't come out to her mother yet. Disturbing in that Reynard Fossman seems to be involved. Peter and Nightingale have never figured out quite what he is. Is he the spirit of Reynard the Fox? Is he someone who wants people to think that? Or is he just a creepy pedophile who just happens to get in their way? Whatever he is other than a pedophile, because that is confirmed, he seems to have been up to something with Christina Chorley. They were selling stolen magical artifacts. But Reynard didn't realize that his partner had been stupid enough to put them up on eBay. Magical artifacts need to be sold secretly, by word of mouth, because otherwise everything goes tits up. Which is what happens here. The main item of interest is Isaac Newton's Third Principia, rumored to have the secret of eternal life and turning lead into gold. Everyone wants it. The Americans, the Linden-Limmer's, the Folly, and any other practitioner who ever had a classical education. Which means Christina put a big ol' target on her back. Moreso because, if Peter and Nighttingale are correct, the Faceless Man is involved as well. Anyone could have killed her, but one thing is certain, it probably wasn't the pills but magic.

Peter and the crew are back in top form in The Hanging Tree with architectural collateral damage and big developments on the Faceless Man front. Though what I really connected to with this volume was the interwoven narrative of women within the magical community. In the present day we see that the Folly is quite open to female practitioners, with Lesley being taught by Nightingale, before her betrayal, and with plans for Abigail to be taught once she comes of age. But other than the Night Witch, Varvara Sidorovna, most magical women are creatures from the demimonde or Genius Loci. Here we get not just witches, but the history of witches. Lady Helena Linden-Limmer and her daughter Caroline Linden-Limmer might both have had connections to the Faceless Man of their generation. Helena was revolutionary in her medical experimentation and healing, which she only recently started to have qualms about. Whereas her daughter encountered Peter before in his pursuit of the Faceless Man and has one goal in life, to learn how to fly. And she doesn't mean aviation. The two of them come to the Folly for tea and sympathy and in short order they are setting history straight. Because back in the days when Isaac Newton was codifying magic men and women were equals. They were hanging out at disreputable coffee houses and taking on the mysteries of the universe. Together. This Society of the Wise then was able to get a premise on Russell Square and the doors of the Folly were closed to women. Women didn't take this lying down. They continued teaching each other in secret. Magic was passed down through the female line for generations. Magic that men couldn't even contemplate. At one point Peter tries to figure out the forma of a spell Caroline is doing and it's unlike anything he's ever seen. Because women invented, created, worked around all that was standing in their way, and they made their own branch of magic. What I love about this isn't the sad history that is all too common of women being shunned, what I love is that they persisted. They developed their own skillsets because they were pushed aside. I mean, there's a part of me that wants to liken this to "home arts" and wise women and their healing, which I think Aaronovitch is implying, but it's so much more, because domesticity doesn't mean what some people think it means. Just because women have been pigeonholed for so long it doesn't mean they've let these restrictions hold them back. It's like Lesley was always saying to Peter with regard to rebuilding her face, it's not like the Folly knows everything. Just because they are the academic repository of magical knowledge doesn't mean they're the only way. There's more in heaven and earth and all that, especially if you're trying to deny the abilities of half the people on the planet. Let the world of magic expand!

Posted by Miss Eliza at 12:00 AM 0 comments  

Labels: Ben Aaronovitch, Caroline Linden-Limmer, Faceless Man, Lady Helena Linden-Limmer, Lady Ty, London Calling, Magic, Nightingale, Peter Grant, Rivers of London, The Folly, The Hanging Tree, Tyburn, Witches, Women

Lies Sleeping by Ben Aaronovitch
Published by: Gollancz
Publication Date: November 20th, 2018
Format: Paperback, 406 Pages
Rating: ★★★
To Buy (different edition than one reviewed)

Martin Chorley and his co-conspirator Lesley May will be run to ground and made to pay for all their crimes. Which are numerous. Operations Tinker, Wentworth, Carthorse, Cartwheel, and Marigold were all separate investigations into their crimes, now combined under the aegis of the Folly and Operation Jennifer. The Folly is groaning under the influx of police officers, but Molly seems happy to feed them all, even opening up the dining room. Their only hope of finding Martin Chorley is through his connections to other Little Crocodiles, that Oxford dining club that was more about magic and less about running riot. Which is why Richard Williams is under surveillance. He ticks all the boxes. And soon his heart will tick no more because Chorley is tying up loose ends and as soon as the police approach Richard Williams all hell breaks loose. He doesn't die immediately. But he does die. But they find a clue in his papers. A screenplay for movie set in Roman London called Against the Dark written by Richard Williams and Gabriel Tate from a story by John Chapman. This is right up Chorley's alley. His romantic view of the Dark Ages might just have something to do with his plans, why else would he silence Williams? And Chapman and Tate as it turns out once they hear back from Australia and America. All three people associated with the screenplay being deceased is a dead giveaway that it's integral to Chorley's plans. But the first real lead they get is Richard Williams's interest in bells. He made several visits to the Whitechapel Bell Foundry where they forged a bell for him. He provided them with the materials, some of it nicked from archaeological sites throughout London. The bell draws Peter in and he knows it's magic. This bell is important and could very well be the lure they need. They use the large police presence for Michelle Obama's visit to Whitechapel to make the foundry look unguarded. But Lesley fails to make off with the bell and they all think that despite it's beauty, destroying the bell is a plus because it hobbles Chorley's plans. It won't stop them, he'll just make another bell, but bells take time. And in that time they start to put the pieces together; Roman London, the Temple of Mithras, St. Paul's, The Silmarillion, and last but not least, Mr. Punch. Will this knowledge be enough or will Martin Chorley make myth reality?

Lies Sleeping is the big culmination of, well, basically everything that has come before. The book hits the ground running with all the various MET operations that are folded into one unwieldy operation, Jennifer, that is to deal with all of Martin Chorley's crimes under the remit of the Folly. That means Nightingale is in charge. From the first few pages it feels as if this book is struggling to do too much. I've been reading this series over the last three months so there hasn't been the passage of time that usually occurs between volumes, so, logically, I should know every single little detail, and yet I found myself spending an inordinate about of time on Follypedia. Every police officer that has ever appeared is pulled into this operation. And yeah, apparently I should have remembered who David Carey was but by the time I got to Follypedia I'd forgotten his name. This happened repeatedly. He's very forgettable. So while Aaronovitch does successfully tie together all the loose ends, from Martin Chorley to Lesley May to Mr. Punch to all that stuff I'd rather forget from the comics, I really don't like the comics, it doesn't create a satisfying story. It's just one thing happening after another with what feels like a cast of thousands. The Rivers of London series has always perfectly balanced the character of Peter Grant with the character of London itself. With little moments and asides that feel like lovely character studies. Quiet moments. Here there's no time for those quiet moments. There's no working along with Peter to solve a crime it's just them, and a lot of them, trying to run Chorley to ground. All the characters have become stock figures and the one who suffers the most is Lesley May. I no longer get where she's coming from. Yes, revenge and a return to her life before Mr. Punch has always seemed her motivator, but here, here she has a chance at that and she blows it all up. Yes, Aaronovitch is probably setting her up to be the next Big Bad, but her change seems too out of character. She monologues about her hatred of magical creatures at one point and I couldn't help thinking she's turning into a bit of a bigot but without any reason why. I need the why. But I'll give Aaronovitch the benefit of the doubt, because the ending with Mr. Punch in the very first book felt convoluted and dreamlike, and here Aaronovitch is, seven books later, and he knows he messed up and is trying to set it to right. And as someone who has recently watched all of I, Claudius, I gotta admit he got Roman Britain and the Roman mindset down perfectly, when in doubt kill someone and make them a god.

Posted by Miss Eliza at 12:00 AM 0 comments  

Labels: Ben Aaronovitch, Faceless Man, Follypedia, Gods, I Claudius, J.R.R. Tolkien, Lesley May, Lies Sleeping, London Calling, Martin Chorley, Mr. Punch, Nightingale, Peter Grant, Rivers of London, Romans, Whitechapel

The Hanging Tree by Ben Aaronovitch
Published by: DAW
Publication Date: January 31st, 2017
Format: Paperback, 304 Pages
Rating: ★★★★★
To Buy

Peter owes Lady Ty. When he was trapped under the platform at Oxford Circus she saved his life for a favor. And she has come to cash it in. Her daughter, Olivia McAllister-Thames, was out with her classmates from St. Paul's. The teens had snuck into the posh One Hyde Park where they were partying in a vacant flat when Olivia's classmate, Christina Chorley, overdosed. Christina died on the way to the hospital. Lady Ty wants Olivia kept out of it. She doesn't just want her daughter exonerated, she wants her daughter's name never to be even mentioned in connection to the overdose at One Hyde Park. But that isn't how Peter works, even if he does owe her his life. He was willing to go easy on Olivia, but that became complicated when she admitted to supplying the drugs that killed Christina. And that's when Olivia was arrested and low-lying areas around the Tyburn were in danger of flash flooding. Just because Olivia confessed doesn't mean she actually did it, and Peter is nothing if not thorough, you kind of have to be when you're a magician, so he starts digging. And what he finds is interesting and disturbing. Interesting in that Olivia is obviously covering up for someone, who turns out to be her girlfriend, she just hadn't come out to her mother yet. Disturbing in that Reynard Fossman seems to be involved. Peter and Nightingale have never figured out quite what he is. Is he the spirit of Reynard the Fox? Is he someone who wants people to think that? Or is he just a creepy pedophile who just happens to get in their way? Whatever he is other than a pedophile, because that is confirmed, he seems to have been up to something with Christina Chorley. They were selling stolen magical artifacts. But Reynard didn't realize that his partner had been stupid enough to put them up on eBay. Magical artifacts need to be sold secretly, by word of mouth, because otherwise everything goes tits up. Which is what happens here. The main item of interest is Isaac Newton's Third Principia, rumored to have the secret of eternal life and turning lead into gold. Everyone wants it. The Americans, the Linden-Limmer's, the Folly, and any other practitioner who ever had a classical education. Which means Christina put a big ol' target on her back. Moreso because, if Peter and Nighttingale are correct, the Faceless Man is involved as well. Anyone could have killed her, but one thing is certain, it probably wasn't the pills but magic.

Peter and the crew are back in top form in The Hanging Tree with architectural collateral damage and big developments on the Faceless Man front. Though what I really connected to with this volume was the interwoven narrative of women within the magical community. In the present day we see that the Folly is quite open to female practitioners, with Lesley being taught by Nightingale, before her betrayal, and with plans for Abigail to be taught once she comes of age. But other than the Night Witch, Varvara Sidorovna, most magical women are creatures from the demimonde or Genius Loci. Here we get not just witches, but the history of witches. Lady Helena Linden-Limmer and her daughter Caroline Linden-Limmer might both have had connections to the Faceless Man of their generation. Helena was revolutionary in her medical experimentation and healing, which she only recently started to have qualms about. Whereas her daughter encountered Peter before in his pursuit of the Faceless Man and has one goal in life, to learn how to fly. And she doesn't mean aviation. The two of them come to the Folly for tea and sympathy and in short order they are setting history straight. Because back in the days when Isaac Newton was codifying magic men and women were equals. They were hanging out at disreputable coffee houses and taking on the mysteries of the universe. Together. This Society of the Wise then was able to get a premise on Russell Square and the doors of the Folly were closed to women. Women didn't take this lying down. They continued teaching each other in secret. Magic was passed down through the female line for generations. Magic that men couldn't even contemplate. At one point Peter tries to figure out the forma of a spell Caroline is doing and it's unlike anything he's ever seen. Because women invented, created, worked around all that was standing in their way, and they made their own branch of magic. What I love about this isn't the sad history that is all too common of women being shunned, what I love is that they persisted. They developed their own skillsets because they were pushed aside. I mean, there's a part of me that wants to liken this to "home arts" and wise women and their healing, which I think Aaronovitch is implying, but it's so much more, because domesticity doesn't mean what some people think it means. Just because women have been pigeonholed for so long it doesn't mean they've let these restrictions hold them back. It's like Lesley was always saying to Peter with regard to rebuilding her face, it's not like the Folly knows everything. Just because they are the academic repository of magical knowledge doesn't mean they're the only way. There's more in heaven and earth and all that, especially if you're trying to deny the abilities of half the people on the planet. Let the world of magic expand!

Posted by Miss Eliza at 12:00 AM 0 comments  

Labels: Ben Aaronovitch, Caroline Linden-Limmer, Faceless Man, Lady Helena Linden-Limmer, Lady Ty, London Calling, Magic, Nightingale, Peter Grant, Rivers of London, The Folly, The Hanging Tree, Tyburn, Witches, Women

Broken Homes by Ben Aaronovitch
Published by: DAW
Publication Date: February 4th, 2013
Format: Paperback, 325 Pages
Rating: ★★★
To Buy 

Sometimes police work isn't flashy it's just putting your nose to the grindstone or your feet to the pavement. Which is how the Folly has compiled and is slowly eliminating members of the Little Crocodiles, that infamous Oxford dining club founded by Geoffrey Wheatcroft, in an attempt to put a name to the Faceless Man. Because they obviously can't put a face to this dangerous rogue magician given his apt moniker. Which is how the Folly gets drawn into a car crash, a dead woman with her face blown off by a shotgun, a one-under suicide, a man burnt from the inside out, and the legacy of a famous Brutalist architect. All these cases seem to have no connecting thread other than they could tentatively link back to the Faceless Man. They hope. But there does seem to be a link from a large percentage of the cases to the German architect Erik Stromberg and his famous Skygarden Estate near Elephant and Castle. He was one of those architects who believed that the environment in which a person lived could make them better. He was an idealist whose work in actuality could never live up to his vision; utopia through Brutalism was never going to work when confronted with the workaday world. Because the Folly has less oversight than other police departments, despite their tendency to destroy everything from ambulances to underground stations, it is decided that going undercover at Skygarden Estate might be the fastest way to get answers. They can infiltrate meetings of tenants, see inside apartments after being invited over for tea, be on the ground when whatever is about to happen happens, or, if they're really lucky, their presence will deter the Faceless Man. Peter and Lesley set up base on a floor that is mostly abandoned apartments. In fact much of the building is sealed off by Country Gard, most likely in hopes the that the building gets delisted and they can demolish it. But behind those seals new work is being done. There's new concrete poured over channels in the ground. Something is going on and their arrival isn't slowing down whatever the Faceless Man has in motion. If anything it's speeding it up. Yet, what's the worst that could happen? It's not like they'll destroy the Estate and face the ultimate betrayal is it?

The problem with Broken Homes is that even though the surprise ending is spectacular it can't save it from the fact that the first half of the book is exposition. In the previous three volumes we're immediately in the weeds of the case, here it's information slowly trickling in from different sources until they finally develop a plan beyond wait and see. And wait and see isn't an exciting plan to read about let me tell you. And yes I know it's probably more realistic, but this series is about magicians, so realism went out out the window a long time ago. The star of this volume is the Skygarden Estate, not at all connected to the real Sky Garden in London which looks like some sort of weird speaker and not a Brutalist architect's ideal of future living. There's a wonderful High-Rise vibe to it, but actually better than High-Rise because I legit don't like that book. Though, much like Peter who dreamed of being an architect until his drafting skills didn't come up to snuff, it's just the whole aesthetic and quirkiness of Brutalism that gives this book life. Because if there's one subset of architecture that is legitimately insane it's Brutalism. You think mid-century modernists are weird with their kitsch, or devotees of Frank Lloyd Wright are odd with their love of his uncomfortable homes and furniture, it's nothing compared to Brutalists! NOTHING! Because what Aaronovitch gets is that Brutalism has attracted all this weird mythology and baggage to it. Not only did I take a class entitled "German Architecture: The Modern Movements" but my University has one of the most notorious Brutalist buildings that just happens to house the art department; The Humanities building by a Harry Weese. Since the late sixties rumors have spread; it was a maze, it was designed to be riot proof, it was built upside down, that the architect killed himself, none are true, except that the sixth floor men's bathroom has no doors because it was a hookup spot, that's true, but all the rest sounds like they could be applied to Skygarden too, maybe even the bathroom bit. The art department is only on the sixth and seventh floor, only accessible by certain, not all, staircases, with minimal light. On the sixth floor there's only a window at floor level under a concrete bench or at the ceiling, which you can only look out of by climbing onto the concrete bench. The seventh floor has dim skylights. So while yes, this book was flawed, I still strongly connected to it, the Brutalism that is in this book is also in my bones.

Posted by Miss Eliza at 12:00 AM 0 comments  

Labels: Architecture, Ben Aaronovitch, Broken Homes, Brutalism, Elephant and Castle, Erik Stromberg, Faceless Man, High-Rise, Humanities, Little Crocodiles, London Calling, Myths, Peter Grant, Skygarden Estate, The Folly