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In re:  C. J. Henderson:  The Things That Are Not There

December 6, 2009 in Reviews

My wife recently commented upon seeing me with yet another of C. J. Henderson’s Teddy London books that they all have really good titles.  I, who have always struggled with titles, had to admit that she was right.  This is an excellent example.  The first of the Teddy London novels is called The Things That Are Not There, and not only is that a really intriguing title in itself, it is an excellent title for this particular story.

Henderson writes in many genres, but prior to the Teddy London stories he was best known for his hard-boiled detective Jack Hagee, the kind of guy we expect Humphrey Bogart to play.  Theodore “Teddy” London might have been a Hagee clone, but that his life took a sharp left turn one day when his office was completely destroyed by a freak storm and sweet young Lisa Hutchinson came into the midst of the soggy mess looking for someone who might help her.  She believed that she was being followed, but she was not certain whether she could answer the question of who was following her, because of that awkward pronoun who.  As London is trying to piece together what this twenty-something runaway from the Canadian border hiding in Manhattan is trying to tell him, suddenly something falls through the temporary plastic sheets loosely taped over the open smashed window frame of the office, and London is in a fight for his life against something that should not even exist, let alone be stalking outside the thirteenth floor window of an office in New York City.

After emptying his gun and losing his knife in the flesh of this monster, he is out of options when the building maintenance supervisor Paul Morcey comes to his rescue wielding a fire axe.  Once cut in two, the winged reptilian humanoid finally stops fighting, and London agrees to take the case, if only to find out what is really happening here.

What is really happening is that a Cthulu-like monster from another dimension has tricked Lisa’s father into sacrificing his daughter to open a path for this fake god to bring about the end of the world.  In the bargain, some of the man’s followers have been transformed into these potent creatures.  But London has to use some detective skills to get that far, finding people who know about supernatural mysteries such as Professor Goward of Columbia University and psychometrist Lai Wan.  Together with a few others London knows they work to stop the end of the all things.

Henderson has said that he tried writing Cthulu horror, but every time he did his characters surprised him by fighting back against the madness and the monsters.  That’s what London and his company do, using everything they have to save the universe.  It is hardly giving away much to say that they succeed–I have, after all, already posted a review of The Sleep that Rescues, so it’s obvious that both Teddy and the universe survive.  That survival is at great cost, as the world takes casualties in the battle, some of them close to London’s heart.

This is the book that hooked me on the London stories.  To my mind, it is still the best of those I have read.  Its hero is human, stumbling into a struggle that draws him into a supernatural world of dream planes and distant dimensions, human monsters and alien forces, all clawing at his sanity.  Its action reaches near apocalyptic levels at the climax.  It is the sort of adventure I’m itching to run in one of my games, but know we could never do it justice.  Henderson has quite a book here.

There is some vulgarity, although considerably less than in the hard-boiled detective genre generally.  Christianity takes some hard knocks.  The chief human villain is a deluded country preacher expecting the second coming of Christ, and the Roman Catholic cleric to whom London goes for help falls apart when faced with the notion that secrets he read in dark books might be happening.  The truth behind the universe turns out to be a New Age hash of multiple dimension physics and psionic abilities.  Professor Goward regards Christianity and Judaism as faiths that misunderstand the stories in their own scriptures, seeing Solomon as one of several past deliverers who used powers available to them to prevent this same invasion millennia before.  That does not detract from the power of the storytelling nor the feeling that the supernatural is real, even if the explanations and impressions of that supernatural owe more to Lovecraft than to history or reality.  It is worth reading, particularly if like me you find Lovecraft a bit dull and implausible and enjoy a good action film.

The older London books were originally published under the nom de plume Robert Morgan, because the original publisher thought readers would be confused by the strong differences between the Hagee stories and the London stories.  They are now being re-released under Henderson’s name, and are available through his web site.

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In Re:  Evil Star

November 1, 2007 in Reviews

I was handed a reviewer copy of this book, Evil Star by Alexander Horowitz; it is billed as the second book in The Gatekeepers series. The first, Raven’s Gate, escaped my notice despite being on the New York Times’ Best Seller list at some point. (That has more to do with my inattention to such lists than with any lack of merit in the book.) It is entirely accidental that I received this book. It was tossed in the bag with my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, because the bookstore was celebrating the release of the book and looking for things they had around that they could give away. The person who gave me this book had no idea that I was a reviewer (he did know I was an author, and had read my novel), and no expectation that I should review it. However, I read it, and since it was a pre-release “early reader edition” copy I thought I would write a review.

I am sorely tempted to call this series, “Harry Potter Meets Cthulu”. The connections seem to scream at me.

The hero of the series, Matthew Freeman who prefers to be called Matt, is in this book fourteen years old; that makes him a bit older than Harry was in his second book (he had just turned twelve). It is not clear to me, however, how old Matt was in the beginning of the first book. Like Harry, Matt is an orphan, although it seems his parents really did die in a car accident and not until he was eight. That tale is told, apparently, in the first book. Like Harry, Matt has powers he does not understand and cannot always control; he was aware of the car accident before it occurred, and he sometimes has similar premonitions here. He also sometimes causes telekinetic events, but through severe emotional upset, not intention. He is even described as thin with unkempt dark hair and blue eyes.

The similarities to Harry don’t end there, though. We are told that there are seven gates, and apparently each book revolves around the effort to keep the next one closed. first grade math says that means there will be seven books in this series, just as there were in the Potter books. Matt is the hero, the focus of the stories; his friends, young and old, help him, but in the critical moments he is the one on the line.

In fairness to Horowitz, at least some of these are the tropes of the genre: fantasy books for adolescents have adolescent heroes. Cry of the Icemark was similar in some ways. Matt does not have a group of adolescent friends; he has the friendship of a young adult reporter, and the support of a secret international organization, but he is completely estranged from his peers. No one is helping him learn to use his powers. He is not exactly unique; there is much in the book about “the five”, of which he is the first to be identified, and he dreams about the other four trying to reach him. Still, in this book one of the others does reach him, recognizing him from his own dreams. He, too, has powers he does not understand, but they are very different powers.

As to Cthulu, he is never mentioned; however, the series revolves around a set of gates through which the “Old Ones” threaten to return to bring darkness to the word, and this book focuses on an ancient newly discovered book which tells how to open one of those gates. A wealthy reclusive businessman is the evil monster attempting to get the book and open the gate.

I did not feel that Matt was as familiar a character as Harry. It was a weakness of the book that I had trouble identifying with its hero. Harry stayed with family members who did not like him, but Matt had an insane former foster mother trying to kill him. Harry was alone at school but for a couple of friends, but Matt was alone on the streets of the Peruvian slums with a boy with whom he shared no common language. Harry meets creatures of fantasy and learns to control his power through the mentoring of those more experienced than he, while Matt meets Incan survivors and struggles to work through his own use of his powers. Where Harry’s powers made us feel that he was special, Matt’s powers make us feel that he is different; we want to be like Harry, but not like Matt. Even the fact that Harry goes to school in what seems a very ordinary way (despite it being a school for wizards) gives us a point of contact; Matt is behind in his education, because his life is constantly interrupted and he has to move to another school. It just never felt like Matt was a sympathetic character.

On the other hand, the author takes us on quite an adventure. Matt is the reluctant hero here; he wants to be a normal boy, but he’s not normal, and fate will not leave him alone. In his new school he is the outcast, and the fact that he pulls the fire alarm before the explosion that would have killed almost everyone only makes him less accepted. The Nexus, the organization that is fighting this battle, wants and perhaps needs his help, but he is trying to avoid getting involved–and yet gets pulled half way around the world and into the midst of the trouble as events unfold. It is not always clear who are the villains and who the allies, and more than once he flees from those who would have helped him. Scores, maybe hundreds, of people are trying to help him, but at the critical moment he stands alone but for the other, younger, boy.

The book is laced with some wonderful images, many of them descriptions of Peru from its ancient wonders to its modern slums. If there is a fault here, it lies in the interlacing of fantasy elements–a hidden Incan city, secret passages in those preserved wonders known only to the surviving Incans–with the hard facts. Even I am not certain where the facts ended and the fantasies began at times. That is only a fault because of the wonderfully clear portrayals of the realities of Peru, the author’s skill at bringing us into that place, and because (being published by Scholastic) it is targeted at a teen or pre-teen audience who will benefit greatly from the look at that society, if they can sort out the reality from the rest.

The copy I have has a number of errors in it which caught my eye as an editor, which may also have caught the eye of Scholastic’s editors before the finished version went to press. Most of these are minor typos, a wrong but similar word here or there. The mistake which most bothered me involved a description of the actions of a minor character, a truck driver on his way to be beaten and robbed. Before the incident we are told that he is thinking about asking a certain waitress at a certain truck stop out on a date; after the incident we are told that his wife was contacted and gave them important information. I prefer to think that the author overlooked part of what he was doing, rather than that he perceives married truck drivers commonly asking women out on dates; I hope, at least, that this was a mistake, and that it was corrected before the final copy.

I am tempted to attempt to obtain a copy of the first book. After all, it is often the case that one book in a series is weaker than the others, and this might be the weaker book. It is not a bad idea for a series; the Lovecraftian horror concepts are present but not terrifyingly so (although I’m probably not the best judge of that–Lovecraft has never frightened me). There is madness, there is betrayal, there are evil people working toward evil ends. Matt does not always emerge victorious, does not always make the best decisions, and is not always eager to do what he must do. However, he proves the hero through his efforts, and moves an epic story forward a significant chapter. I wouldn’t expect this to be the stuff of a best seller, but then, such things are determined by factors other than how they appeal to fifty-something author-reviewers.

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A Cthulhu Mythos: Bibliography & Concordance

April 21, 1999 in Reviews

I find it very difficult to review this book, as it’s the kind of thing only
an obsessive would need to have – put simply, this hefty tome tracks EVERY
SINGLE INSTANCE a particular proper noun is used in any Cthulhu Mythos
story, EVER. So you’d like to know when the first appearance of Kadath is?
There it is. How many times did the Crawling Hideous Maw appear in Ramsey
stories? There it is.

Not only does this book exhaustively detail the proper nouns, it is also a
complete bibliography: so if you’ve been missing the one Cthulhu story by
Ernest Hemingway that would complete your collection, the Old Man and the
Shivering Tentacled Old One, now you can find out all the details you would
ever need about the work.

I love Delta Green and Call of Cthulhu, and I can understand the need for a
Necronomicon of this sort to exist. I will personally never need it: I can
not imagine that my paltry knowledge of the greater darkness of Lovecraft
would ever require this dense Bible. So this is the first Pagan Publishing
I am recommending you do not buy, unless you are a serious Cthulhu Mythos
researcher.

You see, this book isn’t for gamers who play Call of Cthulhu on weekends and
use pregenerated scenarios. It isn’t even for dilletantes like myself.
It’s for people who would drive 8 hours to see a live performance of “The
King in Yellow”. It’s hardcore.

The Verdict

This isn’t a contest, where all the “cool kids” own the book – if you need
the Concordance, you’ll know it. For example, I “need” two or three
different atlases of maps for medieval France…most people would not. If
you are the kind of archivist who needs a fully comprehensive, indexed tool
to the Mythos, this is it–the print quality is superb, the binding is
sturdy and it covers everything. If you need it, you’ll know instantly that
it is everything you’ve hoped for.