| Killing Time / Sensing Others | |||||||||
| Frank Tallis | |||||||||
| Hamish Hamilton, Penguin, 218 and 296 pages | |||||||||
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A review by Georges T. Dodds
I might describe either title as a painless way to pass the time, certainly not boring or poorly written
from a technical or logical standpoint, but both left me fairly indifferent -- and in some senses "indifferent"
is one of the worst things I can say about a novel. Having read them, I've pondered what genre they belong to:
science fiction, psychological thriller, noir, or realistic novels of the urban underbelly?
To address this question a short synopsis of each title is in order. In Killing Time, Tom, the
archetypal genius-mathematician-nerd working on his Ph.D., finally finds love and sex and jealousy with Anna the
cellist. Tom also has a drinking buddy Dave, a molecular biochemist, with whom he discusses everything from sex
to theism. When a trans-temporal camera Tom has built reveals a very troubling secret, the cause of Anna's
disappearance is elucidated.
In Sensing Others, Nick, keyboardist for a retro-rock band, participates in a
drug testing trial to shore up his finances. The drug allows him to sense or read other people's minds, and it
becomes unclear to Nick whether his impression that a brutal homosexual rapist-murderer is after him is a
side-effect of the drug or a reality. All this occurs in the context of a pharmaceutical company with dubious
motives, Eric the friend and former 70s rock star turned eco-terrorist, Nick's band being fleeced by a Swedish
con-artist record producer, as well as Cairo, the older woman-lover.
Are they science-fiction? Well, Killing Time might be termed as such given the development of a
trans-temporal camera, but as for this being
"an intriguing ending" as one critic put it, the
idea of such a device appears as far back as John Taine's 1934 novel Before the Dawn (and probably long
before that), so the idea is hardly original. Certainly Tallis captures the sorts of discussions and intellectual
snobbishness that occurs between doctoral students in the sciences, so it is more fiction about scientists
than science fiction. In Sensing Others the science-fiction element, the development of a psi-drug
for counter-intelligence purposes, is even weaker and less central to the novel than in Killing Time.
So are these psychological thrillers? In terms of the British psychological thriller, my expectations
rest on John Franklin Bardin's late 40s trilogy The Deadly Percheron, The Last of Philip Banter,
and Devil Take the Blue Tail Fly. While this perhaps sets the bar too high for a new author, I don't
sense that Tallis' work would ever approach Bardin's. Certainly, given Tallis' credentials, I'm willing to
accept that he's gotten the psychology of his characters right.
However, they're just not that weird, interesting or entertaining. While the broad psychological caricatures
represented by the characters in William Browning Spencer's Résumé with Monsters and Zod Wallop
may not be psychologically realistic, at least they are vibrantly different and thought-provoking.
In Killing Time the means and motive of Anna's disappearance were fairly transparent to me half-way
through the book, and while some tension was developed surrounding the disposal of the body, overall the novel
could certainly not be termed suspenseful. Similarly, in Sensing Others, so much information about
relationships, and other characters and situations intervened between events threatening Nick, that, with the
possible exception of Nick, powerless in the hands of the rapist, there was no sustained excitement or suspense.
Glancing at some of the reviews on the back of Killing Time I see words like "smooth elegance of
film noir" and "dark tale." Well that explains some things; it's supposed to be a modern noir novel... except
that if it is, my noir standards of Cornell Woolrich's Rendezvous in Black and Jim Thompson's
The Killer Inside Me make Killing Time and Sensing Others look like material for
Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood (or for my British readers, "like material for Teletubbies").
This leads me to the conclusion that these two titles are simply a pair of stories about the underbelly of
urban life in London. Since I've not read any literature of this genre past the Dickensian era, I'm really not
in a position to say much about it, although it does seem significantly less hard-hitting than something like
Trainspotting. However, I'll let those of you better versed in this genre read these two titles and form
your own opinions. But as science-fiction, suspense or noir you needn't worry or obsess about missing them.
Georges Dodds is a research scientist in vegetable crop physiology, who for close to 25 years has read and collected close to 2000 titles of predominantly pre-1950 science-fiction and fantasy, both in English and French. He writes columns on early imaginative literature for WARP, the newsletter/fanzine of the Montreal Science Fiction and Fantasy Association. |
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