The Broken Heavens is the third and final book in Kameron
Hurley’s Worldbreaker saga. The previous two books were complicated, deeply
weird, incisively fierce work. I’m more than happy to report that the
conclusion follows in their footsteps.
Worldbreaker is set in a world surrounded by parallel
universes. Quite literally. It’s possible to rip holes between parallel
realities, leap through, and find yourself in a world where your double made
different choices, or their friends did, or their politicians did. To stride from
a space where someone is your lover, to one where they’re your worst enemy. But
to cross those boundaries, your duplicate needs to be dead.
That drove the central concern of the previous book, as an
invading army overwhelmed the pacifist Dhal nation, engaging in genocide in
order to save the population of its own ruined world. Now the Dhal are
intruders in their own space, occupied by a people who have become a bit more blasé
about mass-murder than is good for them. The story explores that occupation,
and the conflict that preceded it, with a forensic care, but also with real
humanity. There are members of the surviving Dhal who want to rise up and
fight. There are members that just want to run, to go somewhere else, to get
away from the scene of their catastrophe. Both make excellent arguments, both
feel like people trying to do their best by the people behind them. Of course, “their
best” is debatable. Nobody here really has clean hands. Those few who appear to
are also those with seemingly the least impact on the world. If they’re not
willing to get dirty, they’re also not going to get anything done – and will
bear the costs of their inaction in any event. The story explores this
dichotomy between moral clarity and the personal cost of action – and it does
so in an engaging way, using characters that we care about, even as we watch
them stand on different sides.
This is a book that really reaches, that is grounding big
ideas in its world and in its characters. The world is centred on constantly
shifting parallels, but it’s also defined by its magic, itself driven by a
complex, shifting pattern of celestial satellites. It’s a complex, detailed,
richly imagined universe. But there are enough unanswered questions to make the
reader wonder how it all hangs together, and why. The big ideas, the big questions,
are the bones of this narrative. Looking at consent, at morality, at what
people are willing to do, what costs they’re willing to bear, and why.
Examining ideas of love and of understanding, of betrayal for the sake of
power, or for the sake of advancement, or for that very love. Of seeing people
stand up for what they believe in, and be beaten down over and over, and still
fighting. Or acquiescing and working within a system. Or both. This is a text
that peels back the human experience, flensing to the heart of the lived shared
experience, showing that everyone is as much the same as they are different,
that monsters are heroes of their own story – and that you can flip a coin
between those seen as monsters and heroes.
So yes, this is a big ideas book.
It’s also an intimate one. While we’re tracking the
characters through woods filled wit carnivorous plants, or through disturbingly
organic temple-strutures teeming with magic, they’re having heartfelt, genuine
discussions. There’s an openness there, a front-faing truth which makes the
dialogue feel genuine and heartfelt. That the dialogue includes more than a few
sharp words, and the occasional verbal assassination makes no odds – they feel
equally real. There’s a sense here of real people, who love and live and hurt
and die, and invite the reader to experience that alongside them. Some of these
people are, incidentally, not very nice people. But they’re people nonetheless,
ones you can empathise – if not sympathise – with. In a world populated by
doubles, not everyone is who they seem to be, and truth isn’t always what it
appears either. But the people, the people are real. And the way they speak to
each other lays aside illusions, and has a sort of emotional honesty which
gives the words a serious punch – even if (especially if) the words are a horror,
or a lie.
So yes.
A broken, strange world, one that carries a weight of
history, and is screaming from the changes imposed upon it by its own paradigm.
Characters who feel real, who you’ll care about, who will
make you laugh and cry alongside them, who will make you cheer their failure
and fear their success. Who are brave, or not, heroes, or not, terrified, or
not, magical, or not. Who are, when it comes down to it, people – with all the
behavioural spectrum that entails. But they’re real, and you’ll feel for them,
and with them.
There’s the story too I mean, I’m in love with the weird
world, and the horrendous, compelling, wonderful characters. But there’s the
story too. And it kicks arse. I won’t spoil it. But it has all the explosive,
strange, unbelievable magic you’ve been looking for. All the unexpected
tragedies. All the moments of soaring triumph and sour defeat (possibly in the
same paragraph). It’s complex, with tales interweaving as they build to that
climatic conclusion we’ve been waiting for. And that conclusion is painful and
glorious and fierce and bloody and wonderful. This one has serious emotional
energy, and the kind of compelling prose that leaves you turning just one more
page before bed – and then suddenly it’s five in the morning and you’re not entirely
sure how that happened, but know you loved getting there. This is a story that
makes no apologies, that sears the reader as much as it delights, that wants
you to think, and will pull you heart and soul into its story.
This is a damn fine conclusion to a damn fine trilogy, and if
you’re here trying to decide if it’s worth finishing the series – yes! If you’re trying to decide if the series is worth reading – also yes!
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