Williams has made a wonderfully put together world that moves shakes and flushes. People use plasm left and right to fix wounds & fatigue in the spr...moreWilliams has made a wonderfully put together world that moves shakes and flushes. People use plasm left and right to fix wounds & fatigue in the sprawling city world. Plasm is like what the electric company supplies to work your household needs, but hospitals use this energy too. Plasm can be used with a projection of the mind to sneak around invisible or manifest yourself in a flaming 10 story tall person on fire as the first few sentences describe a victim. Some people suck on it all day and over the years mutate into hanged men, saucer eyed twistos or slugs with lips. All hinted at... He has a problem with working out what he's going to do with this well put together world except maybe write steam-lined story, dropping any side conspiracies, or a sequel. Sub plots come and go quickly, she grins thru them getting on and ahead in her life. She goes from hovelhole to eating rare fruit without a thought to money. You meet different police types, introduced to new strange figures (in a few paragraphs then.....poof! gone.), and get taken everyday thru the ghetto where the main character lives by the hand. She's working for the authority who manages plasm for the masses and has to investigate people tapping into stray or regulated plasm. She has a big problem with the govt. being a minority and would like the world to be different/better, I think mostly she's out for herself although you never really....know....what the heck she is really thinking. I might hate her more. She glides thru this book like it was easy as pie (usually like a full blown 2 faced wishy-washy jerk who makes 'passu' of people: rungs to success via lies) being who she is even though she is catastrophic in the book-scope and plot.
I loved how Williams paints this gut ugly future world with it's bronze net over it (catching stray plots, unfortunately ... and the plasm) and want to read the follow up book to this. I wish we could've followed his little stray plot with keys to the armory so there would've been more showdowns and bizarrities.
Go to the volcano, look around, come back. I hope all this great foundation laying in METROPOLITAN is leading to something even better (ie: book 2), because if it isn't.....heads will roll!! (less)
In this book it's Death (in his genuine stereotype glory replete with robes and scythe) replacing Hogfather (Pratchett's Discworld answer to S. Claus) w...moreIn this book it's Death (in his genuine stereotype glory replete with robes and scythe) replacing Hogfather (Pratchett's Discworld answer to S. Claus) with a fun handfull of subplots running around the main story. Death practices: Ho HO HO. Death's grandaughter is looking up the tooth fairy and University teachers are trying to figure out why imps and garish instafairies are out stealing socks and pencils or puking in corporeal form. It all ties together. The best part about this whole book was the hogfather carollers/bums whose off key singing/coughing and clanging of pans were 'making a din in the well founded hope that people would give them money to stop'. I was laughing out loud at this part. These well described bags of lumps dined well 3 times a day on boots often stuffed with saved up mud for food. Gawd ha!! I've read that part to friends it struck me so hard. Great stuff! The way Pratchett writes is like John Cleese given a fantasy hand with modern ribs and yuks thrown in to suck in the general public. I could understand why this Pratchett reading might get addictive yet like sugar you could o.d. on it. Everything that happens in here is a domino falling into another equally absurd domino. With fantasy you dont need to hold back with anything, all is permitted. Stop time, ok. Much like the incredible Hasselhof film 'Star Crash', har. Well, not really, it's a lot better than that. This is the first Discworld book I've read by TP and I'm sure we'll be good friends later on down the line with his books and my incredibly vanishing coinage. Does anyone out there know if this guy wrote more on these bums that are glossed upon in this book? That was definitely the highlight for me. One of my all time fave books is Edith Sitwell's ENGLISH ECCENTRICS which is full of these good timey types. (less)
"Love Aint Nothing but Sex Misspelled" he just divvies up the broken heart pamphlets one after the other. His little one liners> like the ones coming...more"Love Aint Nothing but Sex Misspelled" he just divvies up the broken heart pamphlets one after the other. His little one liners> like the ones coming after some schnook of a hook rips him off for all his credit cards, uses them all and then outta the blue calls him up to say "Hello" "Hi, what ya peddling now, cancer?" Or the one gore/WW2 story "Blind Bird, Blind Bird..."story where the guy finally leaves the hospital ".....leaving the bed open for another pile of human hamburger." Yep, this book has sucked me in and it's mostly (depreciating self- hacking)love and loss fiction. I don't read fiction normally, HE hasn't let me down yet. This book was just a swell read, I didn't really gain too much insight on the ways of life than what I knew already, (kept the fork and knife to eat my own brain with some bottled PCB dosed water some other time) but it kept on turning the pages itself til the end in a fast manner. When I finished it was just 'aaaah great' and 'dont trust anyone, yep'. On a footnote: he keeps everything nice and pristine with the verbage up to the 70's then he starts using the F word ethics to slam his stories a little harder. It works.(less)
The Dante styled journey through tour-ture quibbling quavering horrors into banter muck-about with stupid or sharp witted demons tug at my jaw getting...moreThe Dante styled journey through tour-ture quibbling quavering horrors into banter muck-about with stupid or sharp witted demons tug at my jaw getting a drool from the side of my lip instead of a full adult tear from my eye. Enjoyed this so much would like to tattoo most of it on my body to enjoy rereading it when stranded in the boondocks which happens often enough. Inspired mind terror with many a maggot, wasp, egg laying, screaming...descriptions beyond what any human can imagine with nerves tangled into jaws from men-flocks crushing urchin tongues for the anguish.. High recommendations from a Circular-thallus.(less)
This is a 'jesus the genii' type story where a guy with a staff walks around Vance's Dying Earth type world and restores it's form from chaos. It's got...moreThis is a 'jesus the genii' type story where a guy with a staff walks around Vance's Dying Earth type world and restores it's form from chaos. It's got some fine moments in it, it really pales to Dying Earth, or Vance's follow up to DE, RHIALTO THE MARVELOUS. The writing style in here too is pretty subtle, maybe I was half asleep and moody when I read most of it around 3-6 am. I just couldn't tell all the time if people were being killed off unless I reread some certain parts. His wordage was a little too Saki subtle. I dont like getting hit in the face either though.
There's some swell descriptions of local gods and games which reminded me of Vance and Lieber's Lankhmar stuff. I cant recommend it as a *super* book tho...
One of my fave Brunner books "THE SHEEP LOOK UP" is written in a different style (not so prosed out) and is really gritty. They are all eating the equivelent of cardboard in the future, not in this read.(less)