One Word Kill is the start of a new science-fiction series
from Mark Lawrence, whose other series I’ve always found very enjoyable. That
meant this book landed with the weight of expectation behind it. I’m bound to
say that those expectations were met. This is a book about a lot of things;
pain, death, growing up. The things you choose to keep, and those you leave
behind. It’s about being a teenager, and the intensity of feeling that entails,
and about chosen families, and those you’re born into. It’s about living in the
London of the eighties, about being better, about recognising evil and stepping
up to fight it.
It’s a book about a lot of things. Many of them
contradictory, all of them fascinating.
The centre-point for this whirlpool is Nick. Nick is a geek
before I’s cool. A smart kid, just trying to get through the day without being
bullied, and doing so with the help of his friends. Nick is also, somewhat
inconveniently for him, dying. The voice of the story is Nick’s, and it’s one
which is both fierce and exhausted, unsure of itself and uncertain of its
decisions. There’s a fragiliy there which I suspect many readers will recognise
from their own youth, fronted by a black irony at the state of the world, and a
determination not to appear fragile which will…also, probably be familiar. In
any case, this is top-notch character work. As Nick fights against the disease
slowly eating him alive, you can feel the tension in his bones, the mordant
humour overlaying a rising realisation of how own mortality. The persistence in
refusing to break down in front of his friends is so sharp I could almost taste
it. Nick is, with all the prideful flaws of adolescence, and all its joys, a
thoroughly believable, entirely human character.
In this he’s helped by being surrounded with an absolutely
scintillating ensemble cast. Nick’s posse is a wonderful agglomeration of
socially awkward spods with serious intellectual focus. They’re smart enough to
know people don’t like them, and to have organised coping strategies for it.
These are less enlightened times, as well, and there are undercurrents here of facing
the sort of prejudice which would be unacceptable these days. In any event, the
awkward squad are funny, naïve, charming – and the loyalty which binds them to
Nick, and to each other, is strong enough you can almost see it flickering in
the air as they talk.
Which they do quite a lot. They get together to play
Dungeons and Dragons, and these gatherings are the social core of the story.
There’s a lot of wizards, barbarians, and orc slaying going on. But it’s
heartwarming in its portrayal of outsiders who just want to be together and
have a good time, and behind the rush of nostalgia for those of us who spent
our weekends the same way, here’s a genuine emotional depth and warmth that
makes you smile as you turn the pages.
On a similar note, the villains are wonderfully repulsive,
the sort of bullies and sociopaths who infest every school and every
neighbourhood. As Nick and his friends confront their adversaries, it’s almost
possible to feel the terror they feel,
realising that the enemy has no moral compunctions, and is more than happy to
give them a good kicking, and maybe something else. These antagonists are
individuals radiating the kind of electrically unhinged danger or acceptance of
violence that will eventually leave them in jail; but Nick and his friends need
to decide if they’re willing to be the ones broken during the process. I really
do want to shout out on this one – these are spot on portrayals of lost teens
and people with something a little broken inside them, the one possibly
blending into the other. They are Not Nice, and I felt an escalating tension
and sense of danger on every page in which they appeared. Even that is
nostalgic, in its way – and again, absolutely pitch perfect, a portrayal of
unsullied malevolence which makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up,
and the pages go by faster in the hope you’ll see what happens next.
Speaking of nostalgia, the world-building is top notch.
London in the eighties was sitting on the cusp of something, a bright-lights
city where it was possible to make a lot of money very quickly, and equally,
where social equality and social cohesion were taking second place to the
acquisition of cold, hard cash. The story takes place throughout London – on packed,
sweltering Tube trains, along the banks of urban rivers. In decaying tower
blocks, where the delicate scent of urine mixes with despair. It’s cold a lot
fo the time, rains a lot of the time, and often feels like a grey morass. The
text doesn’t shy away from that vision, embraces it, gives us a London which
makes the bones ache and the pocket lighter – but it shows off the heart, as
well. There’s the neighbours in the towers, who will look out for each other
even while they turn a blind eye to the dealers on the stairwell; there’s the
streets that will come out in support of their neighbours, too. There’s the
mist rising off the parks and making the city into a liminal space every
morning. And there’s the scalpel blade of technology, of skyscrapers and
research labs pushing the city into the future.
All of it is here, between the lines or on the page, and it
makes the space in which Nick walks feel dynamic and alive. Here, the idea of
London in that one moment is captured on the page, and it feels real, from the
tops of the towers down to the much clogging the drains. If the
characterisation is top-notch, the world-building, in constructing that
recognisable place, is superb.
So, it’s got some cracking characters, ones you’ll love and
ones you’ll love to hate. But what about the story?
As usual, no spoilers. But I’ll say this It works. In part
it’s a coming of age, as Nick tries to deal with his own imminent mortality,
and with the struggles he’s having with his friends, and even (horrors),
romantically. But it’s also got a personal dimension, as Nick and the gang work
to save, if not the world, at least themselves – while figuring out who exactly
they are. There’s some wonderful dialogue, which made me chuckle at its teen
awkwardness in one breath and wrung my heart at its genuine, raw emotion in the
next. It’s a story which opens strongly, and one which won’t let you go. It’s a
story about making hard choices, and about growing up. It’s a story about
deciding who you are, or want to be. And it’s an absolutely cracking read, for
that. I genuinely couldn’t put it down once I started, and if the characters
and the world helped build that, the need to see what happened next, the way
the story pulled me into the world, the way I was gripped by every page – that surely
put the capstone on it.
This is, to be simple about it, a really enjoyable, clever
work of science fiction, which invites you to wrestle with some big ideas alongside
a compelling and personal story. Pick it up, you won’t regret it.
Huge thanks for the blog tour support x
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