SUMMERY- Brutal By uday satpathi is a by-the-numbers-, standard issue, generic thriller that’s average in all regards. It may not be very bad but it’s not top-notch stuff either. Plagued by un-impressive characters, clichéd dialogues, average plot and too much action for it’s own good.
PLOT- Prakash and seema are two journalists who work a murder mystery from their own separate angles. Of a mass murderer getting sniped-out from a kilometer away, just outside the courtroom and in front of riotous crowds.
Prakash and seema both have their inner demons BUT they are of generic quality. If you have seen enough Action movies, you would have stopped feeling sympathy for these particular problems of characters probably.
Prakash starts his investigation with the Jihadi Org. who claims responsibility of this shooting. With more than a little help from his brilliant geeky ex-stock market analyst,now researcher-for-hire Mrinal Dutta. A character who supposedly has more than meets the eye. But in my opinion the ultimate reveal about him was a wasted opportunity.
Seema starts hers, with an off the record tip from police inspector jagan who informs her of catchy spam emails like “You are in danger”, in the now dead mass-murderer’s email account.
From there on, lots of standard things follow. Going to different cities, interviewing wives, academics, psychologists, ‘supposed-to-be-dead-but-alive’ guys. Breaking in darkened houses and warehouses. Armed and unarmed fights. Sniper shots. Car chases. false leads and rescues. More murders and Zombiefied murderers. The usual masala stuff.
The problem arrives in the quality of these. Most of these things are too generic with nothing creative or interesting about them. The same “if you’ve seen enough action movies...” analogy apply. You won’t be disappointed but you probably won’t be excited about the events either. And you certainly won’t remember it afterwards. (I had to re-open the book to remember a lot of important points in writing this review.)
Fine tuning the abundant details.
That’s the missing ingredient here.
CHARACTERS : the Corleone ...ahem...Kushwahas and sons, Assassins-for-hire inc. private ltd. Since before Azadi; are... well what you’d expect them to be. They’ll do everything...for the right price. Historically each Kushwaha son had a different vision than his father and Tejeshwar Kushwaha seems to not only realize that but accept it as something inevitable. But only to a certain degree. In that sense, he is much more interesting than his son Vinod who has greed written all over him but ultimately fears his father. Over-all their family history is rich and interesting.
The Sniper Raman is the most interesting guy in this novel, in my opinion. Even with the clichéd ‘just this one last job and then I’ll retire’ attitude. His inherent dysfunctional moral compass comes off as more practical and reality oriented, rather than pure evil or brooding. He feels human even.
Anwar shah, the business tycoon whose sister Diya runs the media house Seema works in, has been given fine, complex motivations for helping our two protagonists; or so the author would have us believe. But in effect they come off as stupid, incomprehensible and downright irrational due to reasons which would be spoilers if I go into detail of them. Just take my word for it or read for yourselves. it's out of character for him.
Kunal Choubey is a mightily missed opportunity. He’s a survivor of a tragedy occurred in prologue, “brutally” traumatized and in hiding since last eight years. His character should definitely have been given more thought and color. But alas, he’s a scapegoat, both, for his captors and the author as well. Sad, really.
Side characters like the two police inspectors seema and Prakash meet, and prakash’s Ambala news contact and other people in news industry are fine and they do their job well. But some of them are... generic.
The deaths are rather 'Game of Thrones'-ish. There for shock values. But it works. So no complaints here.
WRITING STYLE, OVERALL FEEL: People say it’s racy. Well, maybe too racy for my tastes. (this might be a subjective opinion.) The plot jumps situations, places, characters and perspectives too fast to keep track of. Fortunately, there are almost zero typos or grammatical errors. The language is easy to grasp and it flows effortlessly. The book follows classic three act structure in which part I is all that shines. Full of suspense and finding the dots. II and III are rather too action packed with too little storytelling. The endgame is interesting though not terribly so.
One remarkable thing the author did worth applauding (though I’m not sure whether it was intentional or again, just lack of creativity) is keeping Prakash to the ground. He’s the clear protagonist in this novel. The good guy. But his methods of avoiding escape or entering restricted property or over-all handling the various mortal crises are noticeably civilian. He doesn’t pull some unique strategy out of thin air or have some creative insight, that, while looking good on paper, would be strangely out of character for him. The Sniper Raman even delights in some of the mistakes Prakash makes. This is definitely a thing to appreciate. Keeping a character acceptably dumb but not overly is a rather delicate piece of chemistry.
Dialogues are a big, BIG let-down of this novel. Not only they are too clichéd ... they feel too ‘Hollywoodia’. I guess the writer was trying to appeal to British and American readers but they’d have their own set of difficulties in connecting to this one. Or maybe he just had a ‘firang’ editor. Who knows? Then there are inner thoughts of characters. They all think and feel in the same style. There’s absolutely no variation or personality to the inner voices or musings of all the various assortments of characters here. Its jarring and feels un-natural.
OVER-ALL : Brutal is a formulaic thriller with all the generic bells and whistles, good writing that feels ‘Non-Desi’, clichéd and colorless dialogues with average plot thrown in. It’s bells and whistles might ring a bell or two. And ultimately it’s echoes would die off in the twisty memory lanes of human mind, which was what Brutal was all about.
Human Mind.
And which author didn't use as much as he could have.