91. Mortal Engines

Mortal Engines was the last novel I started in 2017, six months later I’m blogging about it because organisation. Ha. There’s been a lot going on – I won’t bore you with it. So. Novel forty seven of last year is one of my favourite YA novels, I’ve had this quartet sitting on the shelf for a while because of my own stubbornness. When you are lucky enough to find one, two and four in charity shops you want to be lucky enough to find three too. I, however, am not that lucky so gave in after three years of hoping to be that lucky and bought it online (still pretty lucky, three out of four isn’t bad).

The Mortal Engines Quartet is sometimes known as the Hungry City Chronicles if that gives you a nice little clue as to what these books are about (if you haven’t seen the trailer of Peter Jackson’s impending film version of the first novel). You got it folks this is a world flung in the not so distant future where cities move around looking for smaller cities to eat.

Mortal Engines – Philip Reeve

There is something about tiered cities on tracks, or flying, or sailing, that really captures my youthful imagination. There is something about air pirates and rebel forces and zombie-robot men and characters flung out of their comfort zones that I really enjoy. There is something fun about this novel, while it can be so terribly dark at times. The narrative follows Tom, a fifteen year old apprentice historian stuck on London dreaming of being an adventurer like his hero, Head Historian and Archaeologist Thaddeus Valentine.

Tom is a little browbeaten as a lowly third-class apprentice Historian and like all good stories gets caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. As London chomps through it’s first catch for a while, Valentine is attacked by an assassin who’s face is hidden by a scarf. Tom deflects the blow and chases the assassin through the Gut of the London, convinced that catching them will win favour with his hero and his hero’s pretty daughter Katherine.

On facing the assassin though Tom realises she is girl around his own age and her face is horrifically disfigured by a scar running from forehead to jaw through an eye, her nose, and mouth. She jumps down a Waste Chute and escapes leaving Tom confused and mulling over her last words: “Look at what Valentine did to me! Ask him, ask him what he did to Hester Shaw!” (Dun DUN DUNNNNNNNN).

But it gets better. Valentine catches up with Tom and kindly asks him a few questions and thanks him for his help. Realising Tom knows the name Hester Shaw and has seen her face, Valentine then does a Jamie Lannister and pushes Tom down the Waste Chute after Hester.

Stranded in the Out-Country and on solid ground for the first time in his life, his world turned upside down, and everything he believes in up for questioning he finds himself stuck with Hester who is helplessly injured. Watching the tracks of London disappear he resolves to get back to London and on the way, finds answers he doesn’t expect to his questions along the way.

Meanwhile Katherine Valentine is having her own adventure learning her father isn’t quite the man she thought he was and discovers that the Engineers of London have gotten their hands on some nasty Old-Tech and plan to use it. Katherine is a bit of an unsung hero in this novel uncovering the nastiness of London. She seems to reveal the dark underbelly of the novel and the evil that lies at home rather than further afield.

But Tom and Hester are the duo that go further out into the world and find the vicious tone of the world that is sometimes surprisingly dark for a YA novel.

There is something quite elegant in how many of our young characters try to hold on to their belief system while it is being dissolved. Whether that be their belief about the world, themselves or other people. Tom for example believes in the Municipal Darwinism gives justification to cities eating cities yet is faced with the Anti-Traction League and how little he really knows about the world he lives in. While Hester gives him a face to face account of how dangerous the world can be and how adults can and will attack children given the circumstances.

Tom and Hester balance out well, as where Tom naively trusts everyone, Hester doesn’t and is angry, sullen, uneducated and stubborn. Later on in the novel her character broadens with her awful past and her connection with the reanimated-dead-human-robot-killing-machine known as the Shrike.

There is a lot going on in this novel, but it’s a really easy read! Every chapter is a cliff hanger or ends on a question that is answered in the next chapter or down the line in the novel. I love how Tom develops as a character and how his whole believe system turned on it’s head. But that is the novel in a nutshell, Mortal Engines challenges your expectations of characters, particularly with how they ought to be. It also challenges the characters to reassess who they can readily trust and how much to trust appearances and reputation over the actions of the individual. It takes the least expected route with most things, bar a little foreshadowing that some would say is clumsy – but it’s a YA novel and on the whole is very good.

As with most novels I write about here, this one I recommend you read. Unless you don’t like highly imaginative fun steampunk dystopian adventures with sky pirates, predator cities, and undead-zombie-robots. Then don’t. It’s not your thing.

37. The Hunger Games 

This is really not the novel I currently want to talk about. But I have finished it and needs must. This is not my first time reading this. The last time I read the trilogy in a weekend but they made remarkably little impression on me. I believe I remember the hype being just hype and it’s… alright… I guess. Unfortunately this time, it has taken me a while to read through boredom. Yes, boredom, there is just no polite way to put it. This is another one of those rare instances where I believe I prefer the films because visually they work very well.

The Hunger Games – Suzanne Collins

I am usually a big fan of young adult fiction purely because it is a good pallet cleanser, it’s like eating junk food. As much as I enjoyed digesting something easily, perhaps this is not the novel that I need right now. It contains things which are good to get young people interested in like politics, strong female characters, and the gratuitous lengths the media will go to for purposes of entertainment. But personally this isn’t a novel I wish had been part of my formative years and I think that reveals a lot about this novel. Reading this has just been like eating crisps I don’t really want to eat because they’re tasteless but they’re there.

When I read Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve, it defied all my expectations of how this YA fiction novel was going to play out. I could also forgive the writing style and how annoying Tris was in Divergent by Veronica Roth because it had enough to keep me interested with the fractions. The Hunger Games, kind of feels like one of those novels that was churned out to follow a trend in YA fiction. But for me it also significantly lacks character development, some of the writing is clumsy, and I know exactly what this novel is trying to get at but it was executed so much better in the films.

This is not exactly a cheerful novel, it follows a young girl volunteering as ‘tribute’ for the national games. These games involve two children, male and female, from each of the twelve districts and the entire nation watching as 24 children murder each other for entertainment. When I write it like that, you’d think it would be horrifying, because as a concept it is horrifying. But instead it is successfully boring.

Perhaps it is because Katniss Everdeen’s sole character development in this entire novel is that she accepts she must play the rules of the Hunger Games to ultimately win them. One of those being acting like she is in love with Peeta for the audience of the games and the excitement of entertainment. I am not sure how I feel about this because Peeta seems like he’s getting the raw end of the deal by the end of the novel. But at the same time it also kinda seems like because he’s genuinely in love with her, she HAS to be in love with him too and that’s not really how feelings work Peeta.

And also as a final cherry on the steaming cake, perhaps I have a problem with this novel because even when things are at their most dire, I just can’t empathise because I know on the next page the conflict will be resolved and it’ll be sunshine again in thirty seconds. I do not fear for their welfare when they are in an arena severely bleeding, cut to the bone, and starving. Now either there is something pathologically wrong with me, or this is just bad writing.

There are lot’s of things that niggle and irritate me about this novel. But I don’t think I’m going to waste any more time writing about it.

7. Divergent 

March has brought a little sunshine and warmer weather, what a sight for sore eyes! What a relief! I’m quite tired today, I’ve had a busy few weeks. I’ve been to Aberystwyth and back for seminars and taken a look at lovely Liverpool last weekend. I’ve started feeling like I’ve been living out of a bag with all of this bolting around the country so its really nice to stop for a day particularly on a day like this.

I have been bad and I have been cheating on my Reading Challenge, but honestly why read if you don’t enjoy it. A Reading Challenge is supposed to be fun and I’m already keeping up, so I decided a little break would be a good idea so this is a little less like homework. I’m already a fan of the Divergent films and I am a little excited to see the third film.

Divergent by Veronica Roth

Since finding the novel in a charity shop, I’ve honestly been waiting to get my teeth into it to see how the novel and film measure up against one another. I was afforded breaking the spine a couple of times as I read it on the train as the novel was in a relatively good state. Breaking the spine is one of those rituals I genuinely enjoy particularly with a thick volume like this. Don’t be put off though, it may be nearly 500 pages but the text is relatively spaced out on the page. It’s a speedy read and quite satisfying. I read the novel cover to cover in perhaps eight hours.

When it comes to variety I genuinely read anything I can get my hands on and I’m a big fan of young adult fiction. I really enjoy easy reads and light and imaginative novels that are executed well. I think this may actually belong to a selection of young adult novels that I am now an advocate of. I’m a fan of the Mortal Engines series, although I’ve only read two of those. I’ve read the Hunger Games series, I’m still infatuated with Harry Potter and reread those last year. But I really draw the line at Twilight. Twilight really promotes values to young women, in particular, that I do not agree with.

Anyhow. I was warned by a friend a while ago that I may not like the writing in Divergent, but it honestly didn’t bother me. The overall tone of the writing is consistent, however I can understand why it would be irritating. Some of the stream of consciousness first person writing is a little clunky and tries to convey nervous excitement in ways that I think is very true to adolescence. As the protagonist is 16, I really think it can be forgiven.

As I was reading I found myself being reminded by Ender’s Game, by Orson Scott Card quite often actually, particularly the training and internal politics of initiates is quite reminiscent of Ender’s struggle to fit in. Divergent, is quite a drawn out novel though, like Ender’s Game, it spends a long time developing Tris and her relationships with those around her. In reality the ending of the novel is quite abrupt, but it’s also a little bit of a cliff hanger leading into the second novel.

The differences between the film and the novel are also relatively minor. The Novel and Film stand shoulder to shoulder quite well in my opinion and neither I think has my preference. This is the perfect novel for a couple of long train rides. It’s engrossing and easy to flick through and if you’re already a fan of the films it doesn’t disappoint.