Iron Council by China Mieville
Iron Council is Miéville’s third book set in his created world. While not really a trilogy as is normally thought of, since each book can stand independent of the others, it’s probably best to have at least read Perdido Street Station since that book gives the most full description of the world’s background — its various races, politics, technologies, magics, economics, etc. In this book, the city of Perdido Street Station is at war both with a vague outside enemy known as the Tesh and with itself, as it is being torn apart by economic, political, and racial tensions. The impending civil war was foreshadowed years ago when the oppressed workers of the transcontinental railroad mutinied against their corporate overseers and fled to start their own free state. That semi-mythical state has served as a symbol of hope to those back in the city and now a small group aims to find it before the city destroys it in order to send a crushing message to its current revolutionaries.
In comparison to the first two Iron Council slips a little bit, but since Perdido Street Station and The Scar set such a high standard, that really isn’t too harsh a criticism. While so much of recent fantasy or science fiction simply replays the same shopworn chords, or at best minor variations of them, Miéville offers true originality. The depth and range of inventiveness which made both Perdido Street and The Scar such pleasures to read is equally evident here in Iron Council. Some of that inventiveness drives major parts of the story, such as the art of golem-making for instance, displayed in a joyful buffet of detailed options. Much of the time it appears in the form of a throwaway line, each new one adding another layer of richness to the world he’s created. Despite the novel’s length, there are times you just wish he’d digress for an embedded short story to explain one of those throwaway lines.
There is a richness of theme as well as setting here. Miéville plays with all sorts of genre cliches, especially the Western and the Quest stories, and the novel takes seriously its politics and economics, as well as its ethics. There are big ideas here, big questions, and none are addressed simplistically or easily. The characters and situations are realistic, fraught with shadowy motivations and unintended consequences.
Structurally, Iron Council follows three major characters and shifts point-of-view among them, doing so smoothly and skillfully. The plot is interrupted by a long flashback and while this could have been handled as clumsy exposition, in this case it works completely, opening up another interesting storyline without slowing the book’s movement as a whole.
Where Iron Council falls short of its predecessors is in its characters. They don’t quite have the fullness or the intensity of characters in the first two books. The three main characters are each interesting in their own right, but never seemed fully drawn to me, while the side characters were mere pale echoes, never eliciting much concern for what happened to them. The story itself, perhaps by its more political nature, is also less compelling than the plots of the first two, though it never really failed to hold interest. There were a few places it might have dragged a bit, but these were few and never lasted very long, and the ending more than made up for those few occasions.
In the end, Iron Council was perhaps slightly disappointing, but only relative to Perdido Street Station and The Scar, two standout intelligent works of fiction. If you’ve read earlier Miéville, you’ll want to read Iron Council just to re-enter his richly unique world. If you haven’t read any Miéville yet, I strongly recommend Iron Council, but even more strongly recommend you come to it after having read the first two.
New Crobuzon (Bas-Lag) — (2000-2004) Publisher: Beneath the towering bleached ribs of a dead, ancient beast lies New Crobuzon, a squalid city where humans, Re-mades, and arcane races live in perpetual fear of Parliament and its brutal militia. The air and rivers are thick with factory pollutants and the strange effluents of alchemy, and the ghettos contain a vast mix of workers, artists, spies, junkies, and whores. In New Crobuzon, the unsavory deal is stranger to none — not even to Isaac, a brilliant scientist with a penchant for Crisis Theory. Isaac has spent a lifetime quietly carrying out his unique research. But when a half-bird, half-human creature known as the Garuda comes to him from afar, Isaac is faced with challenges he has never before fathomed. Though the Garuda’s request is scientifically daunting, Isaac is sparked by his own curiosity and an uncanny reverence for this curious stranger. While Isaac’s experiments for the Garuda turn into an obsession, one of his lab specimens demands attention: a brilliantly colored caterpillar that feeds on nothing but a hallucinatory drug and grows larger — and more consuming — by the day. What finally emerges from the silken cocoon will permeate every fiber of New Crobuzon — and not even the Ambassador of Hell will challenge the malignant terror it invokes… A magnificent fantasy rife with scientific splendor, magical intrigue, and wonderfully realized characters, told in a storytelling style in which Charles Dickens meets Neal Stephenson, Perdido Street Station offers an eerie, voluptuously crafted world that will plumb the depths of every reader’s imagination.
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