Tasmanian gothic felt for me like a poor man's mad max, with mutants. Or rather, a TV movie quality post-apocalyptic world, with some exotic mutant creatures tossed around for novelty. And the novel doesn't have any well-defined themes, narratives, or interesting motivations for the characters, other than those which seem reactionary.
There is this clique thread of discrimination against mutants, and how they are used as slaves and exotic pets by the affluent 'Northerners'. But it felt shallow and unimaginative, and I was reminded of the better treatment of this similar thread in the 2016 Australian TV series 'Cleverman'. At no point did I feel invested in the characters or the world, which for a sci-fi fantasy themed story is crucial.
Speaking of characters, our protagonist Solari, is someone who we find hard to connect to. Partly because half of her actions and development throughout the story, is reactionary, and lacks agency. She is either the drug mule for one crime lord, running away from another, going back and forth between humans and mutants, with an identity crisis, and just, most of the time, going with the flow, and not in the entertaining type of way.
She has this tragic backstory, involving family members one dead of disease, other of suicide, one missing. But rarely do we get to know them as people. Most of what we know of them, are through Solari's own commentary, we don't feel them to be flesh and blood characters. Which is true for most of the side characters who are introduced. And they are introduced in such a way, so as to only serve as plot points to progress story. Which makes them feel like NPCs who go sit in a box somewhere after their role is completed.
Then there is the repetitive action scenes. Usually Solari comes up against a danger/ obstacle, escapes due to serendipity, and immediately after that, faints. Only to wake up having been rescued and bandaged up by some strangers, many of whom we never again meet. This happens around 5 times in just the first half. So much so that I had to go back and check, whether or not they had printed it wrong.
The pattern of Solari and her cohorts, going from city A to city B, meeting thugs, engaging in some confrontation, before fleeing again becomes tedious fast. I have to admit, but the end, I was mostly skimming the pages to just see how it ends.
The prose is nothing to write home about. Filled with something like 'She felt the coppery taste of her own blood in her mouth', or 'then everything went dark'.
In conclusion, an OK attempt at pulp Sci-fi, lacking substance of engagement.
P.S. Thank you, Netgalley & the publisher for allowing me to read the ARC of this book.