by Chuck Palahniuk
Really the only part of the synopsis you need to know is...
"The consequences of media saturation are the basis for
an urban nightmare in Lullaby. Assigned to write a series of feature
articles investigating SIDS, troubled newspaper reporter Carl
Streator begins to notice a pattern among the cases he encounters..."
Stop right there - you don't need to read more as it will give
away some plot points that are nice to discover rather than having
them exposed on the dust jacket. Honestly, I'm sorry I read the
entire dust jacket... I found the initial mystery and tracking of
a spell as if it were a person leaving a wake behind it a wonderful
read. I was really taken in by the blunt attitude of the characters.
Eventually, the story unfolds to bring old world spells into the
modern world - with some rather interesting applications. There's
even a description of a modern day coven that will have you either
crying or laughing - depends on how seriously you take yourself.
This book uses magic as its hook but really it's a modern day Film
Noir pulp detective story – complete with haggard-life-weary
detective. It's got a lot of dark and dry humor. It would lend itself
well to a graphic novel. As one review put it "it's chock full
of eco-hippie rhetoric and nihilistic tendencies". I ask you,
who can pass that up?!
You may recognize Chuck Palaniuk as the writer of Fight Club, but
though I felt involved when reading that work in this book I was
just an voyer - a tourist of the absurd. I feel as if I should have
feet more, become more incensed about our wacky world, break out
of this thing we call culture - but instead I just felt like I was
rubbernecking at a car accident. That is not to say reading it was
a waste of time. There are moments of startling profundity that
awaken the reader to the absurdity of modern culture and make you
wonder whose world is crazier - his or ours. Surprisingly, it has
some very elegant writing fitted between its cultural comment and
grit. Amazing paragraphs of color in contrast to the dark aspects
- typical Palaniuk.
Half way through, if you can believe it, it got even more surreal
(amazing huh) and, though I finished reading, it was as thought
there were two books under one binding. I was not as enthralled
with the second half.
Give it a peek and see what you think. But if you did not like or
see moments of profundity of the counter culture statements in Fight
Club, you won’t like this either.
Reviewed by Trinity