The Poison Master | ||||||||
Liz Williams | ||||||||
Bantam/Spectra, 370 pages | ||||||||
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A review by William Thompson
The initial opening to the novel is resonant with potential. After introducing Dee and his experiments with a mechanical beetle
that will have bearing on what is to come, the narrative shifts to a richly described world that wonderfully combines the familiar
with the exotic, the medieval with the future, and traditional fantasy settings with that of science fiction, with a touch of
horror and mysticism thrown in. Latent Emanation is a world of fens and villages built upon pilings, often shrouded by rain and
mist rising from the marsh and maze of rivers and canals that vein the landscape. Whisps, momes and water children haunt the
reeds, and unseen creatures lurk beneath the waters. Generations ago, in a time whose origins have since been forgotten, humans
arrived and colonized the planet, establishing a largely agrarian society in the midst of the native population: anubes, a
strange, unassuming race that has taken on the role of laborers for the human culture that has risen amongst them. This mixed
culture is governed by the Lords of Night, alien creatures that arrived with the human migration, and guided it in captivity
across the stars. Part deities, part monsters, they rigidly control the population through a caste of human inquisitors called
the Unpriests, along with the support of an aristocracy. Rarely seen, and then only at night, they rule from towering,
labyrinthine palaces in the central city of Levanah, an urban environment that blends the architecture and culture of medieval
Europe within a metropolis faintly modern or futuristic in aspect, with its multi-story entertainment complexes of restaurants
and drug bars accessed by elevators and illuminated by glass windows fifty feet in height. Though both humans and anubes are
allowed to go about their daily lives, they are marginalized and ever at the mercy of the Unpriests and their Lords' capricious
whims. A form of flesh tithe provides servants for the Lords, and those taken rarely return sane or whole. Arbitrary arrests
and interrogations by the Unpriests are a fact of life, and a sense of menace pervades the city's streets and precincts.
Alivet Dee is an apothecary, in part because, aside from cooking, tutoring and prostitution, only science and alchemy are available
as an occupation for lower-class women. Somewhat of a prodigy, a promising career has become side-lined by her efforts to earn
the unbonding fee necessary to rescue her twin sister from servitude to the Lords. Fortunately her skills have gained her
patrons, most important among them Genever Thant, a partner in one of the oldest Experience firms. Though he possesses an
unsavory reputation, he pays well for drugs that please his clients. But when one of her concoctions accidentally kills a
wealthy heiress, she is forced to flee and go into hiding. Without friends or resources with which to turn, and actively sought
for murder, she is approached by a mysterious stranger, a poison master from another world who offers to rescue both Alivet and
her sister in return for her assistance. Having few other options, and though wary of her new-found benefactor, she reluctantly
agrees, only to find herself entangled in intrigues that will span more than just her own world.
Williams is quite adept at establishing the story's initial premise, as well as creating a narrative world that, despite some
broad and tenuous connections to earlier work, such as Goldstein's or China Miéville's conceit of New Crobuzon, carries its own
identity. Vividly described and peppered with imaginative cultural asides, in the opening chapters Williams brings Levanah to
life, and with characters that quickly engage the reader's interest. References to Egyptian mythology and hints of planetary
seeding (though again, there is a vague afterimage of Devlin and Emmerich's film, Stargate) set up intriguing possibilities for what
is to come, as does the use of John Dee's story running parallel to the main narrative. And the use of alchemy as a motif,
shifting between Dee and Alivet's narratives, creates anticipation that the occult may be used as more than mere prop or
embellishment. The only stumble that occurs early on -- and it is a significant gaffe -- is when the author, reciting a nursery
rhyme in chapter two, gives much of the game away.
Unfortunately, as the story shifts to the world of Hathes, the narrative's focus begins to thin, losing its concentration in
tertiary plots, intrigues and excursions that, while tying in to what has happened previously as well as what will follow,
fails to sustain the same intensity of the earlier chapters. The possibilities inherent in John Dee's contribution to the
story devolves more and more into narrative device, and the inclusion of alchemical and mythological motifs never assume their
full metaphoric potential, existing only as exotic tropes or conceits unable to free themselves of the surface story. Instead,
this gradually becomes but another example of tale-spinning, better and in the beginning more originally conceived than most,
but that steadily loses its original impetus as the story progresses, becoming more and more a simple feat of plotting. Nor
is this improved by the degree of coincidence that intrudes towards the end, which in part represents a rather summary tying
up of lose ends.
Conceptually, the author created a lot of opportunities for herself at the start of The Poison Master, and Williams' skills as a
writer are very evident during the first third of the story, and to a diminishing degree throughout. The conflicts and setting
established at the outset alone could have formed the basis for an excellent adventure, had Williams meant to keep her narrative
simply within these bounds. But expectations were set up, both metaphorically and narratively, that somehow are never
completely delivered, as if in the process of filling the pages, the author lost touch with the various threads of her
fictional weave, allowing both weft and warp to loosen and separate. In certain respects, such an analogy is
overstatement: this is a better than average story and ambitious in what it initially sets out to accomplish. But that ambition
fails to reach its goal, early promises remain stillborn, and by novel's end it has lapsed into just another yarn, barely
credible in its conclusion. Considering the author's previous efforts, I suspect a misstep, and not one that should deter
future interest in her work.
William Thompson is a regular contributor to SF Site and Interzone magazine. His reviews have also appeared in Revolution Science Fiction and Locus Online. In addition to his own writing, he possesses an MLS degree in Special Collections, and serves as an advisor to the Lilly Library for their collection of fantasy and science fiction. He is currently working with scifi/fantasy bibliographer Hal Hall, at the Cushing Collection at Texas A&M on the Moorcock manuscripts, and is a contributor to the forthcoming Encyclopedia of Themes in Science Fiction and Fantasy, edited by Gary Westfahl. |
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