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The Light Ages by Ian R. Macleod
pub: pub: Earthlight/Simon and Schuster. 456 page
hardback. Price: £17.99 (UK). ISBN: 0-7434-6242-4
check out website: www.earthlight.co.uk
The
book begins with an anonymous 'grandmaster' walking through a festering
industrial London to meet a 'changeling who calls herself Niana'.
The story then skips to a boy on his 'Day of Testing' - an endurance
test with oath that all people must undergo in MacLeod's grim England
- whereupon you are left with the 'stigmata' or 'Mark' that permits
you to work for a 'guild'. The boy and protagonist is Robert Borrows.
Robert
and his family live in Bracebridge, a town grown up about the industrial
need for aether, a mystical 'fifth element' that powers machinery
and holds together the fabric of manufactured goods, including bridges
and buildings.
As Robert says: ‘With aether, this world turns
on the slow dark eddies of Ages beyond conflict and war. Without
it - but the very thought was impossible...’
It is not, however, some clean and perfect product
- Bracebridge is constantly rocked by the booming of the aether
engines and the town and environs are both heavily polluted by its
processing there. Exposure to aether causes mutations, too, not
just in children but adults and with devastating results.
‘[The] fear was always there that an excess
of aether might take hold of you and heal the Mark on your wrist.
From there, your fate was terrible. You would become a troll, a
changeling... the trollman would come in a dark green van to bear
you off to Northallerton, that legendary asylum, where you would
be used and tended for the rest of your life.’
The book is split into six parts, each an important
division of Robert's life and his developing dissatisfaction with
England's archaic social structure. Following his mother's gruesome
demise at an impressionable age, Robert flees to London in an attempt
to unravel himself from his past and perhaps remove the burden of
'England's great human pyramid'.
‘Mawdingly & Clawtson was a name, a sound,
a feeling, an edifice. Industry was our purpose. Aether was our
god. It was as if we were all trying to turn our eyes from something
vital and lay our heads on the pounding earth, lulling ourselves
into a sleep which would last a lifetime of endless duty and disappointment.’
While in London, Robert hooks up with revolutionaries
and develops some unsavoury habits before encountering an enchanting
girl he met in unusual circumstances shortly before his mother's
death. With her arrival, a window of opportunity opens and a fast-paced
magical tour of the opulent high-guild lifestyle ensues.
To say that 'The Light Ages' is a coming-of-age
novel would be an understatement (as well as a terrible pun). On
a fantasy level, it couldn't be further removed from Tolkien. It
does have dragons and unicorns, magic and spells and fairy-tale
princesses but here they are anti-establishment symbols or abused
playthings of the high-guilded bourgeoisie.
The book is grim, filthy, intelligent, political
and rarely fun, although there are a few light-hearted moments and
the occasional rapier flash of pitch-dark satire. It is Dickens
meets Marx and an 'Angry Young Man', brimming with mystery, intrigue
and poetic flair.
I expect many readers will hate this book for
the very same reasons I loved it - an unlikeable cast of characters
and the author's determination to tell you the unabridged tale of
Robert Borrows', whether you enjoy certain aspects or not. With
this uncompromising attitude, MacLeod has successfully created a
man and England so vivid in detail, it is sometimes difficult whilst
reading to remember that neither is genuinely historical.
I hope he writes more set in this absorbing, complicated
world as I feel there is still a huge amount left to be explored.
Lucy A.E. Ward
www.littlebehemoth.com
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