| Ghosts of Manhattan | |||||||||
| George Mann | |||||||||
| Pyr, 237 pages | |||||||||
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A review by Nathan Brazil
The supporting cast include ingénue Celeste, a nightclub singer with a secret, who is also the Ghost's
private obsession and the love interest of his alter-ego. There's Gideon Reece, the doer of dirty work
and chief thug for the Roman, NYPD Detective Felix Donovan and his perceptive assistant Mullins, and a
splendidly understated museum expert, named Arthur Wolfe, who is the only person to be entrusted with the
Ghost's true identity. It's a small cast, but one that does what it needs to do, filling out the at times
quite claustrophobic world that the Ghost moves in, and providing natural bridges between the set piece
action sequences. It is in those that are the book succeeds the most, creating vivid imagery of the Ghost
taking brief flights using crude rocket boots, and cutting down part mechanical part otherworldly Moss
Men, using explosive flechettes. There's an enticing noir violence permeating the entire book, which is
in harmony with the relatively low tech at the Ghost's disposal, and to society in general. Looking into
a world without the Internet and mobile phones is quite refreshing. The negatives are occasional bits
of fast and loose plotting, such as when the Ghost is being chased by what are described as "goons"
and makes his escape using a bi-plane, only to find that the "goons" are in aerial pursuit. In the
space of a page and a half they've apparently developed piloting skills. But this sort of thing does
not really detract from the overall appeal of the book. Unlike the secret of the Roman, which was
something I found lacking in originality, as if the author thought it didn't really matter if he used
such a hackneyed plot device.
Ultimately, Ghosts of Manhattan felt as if it could have stood another hundred pages, thus allowing
room for better, more fulsome explanation and expansion of what promised to be a fascinating alternate
history setting. But this is just the beginning, and George Mann delivers a start which is fun, flavoursome
and just occasionally frivolous. I've read comics as novels many times before, and always appreciate when
a writer is trying to do something a little bit different. Whether the author can open up his world, and
add the degree of depth that would make it something special, remains to be seen. For now, I can recommend
this book as an enjoyable, light read, and a cordite riddled introduction to the way things might've been.
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