From archive (archive) From: erict@flatline.UUCP (eric townsend) Organization: flatline in Houston(Montrose, really), Tx. Subject: Metrophage by Richard Kadrey, a review, no spoilers, ~long. Date: 3 Feb 88 05:29:49 GMT Okedoke, I knocked _Metrophage_ off in a day and a half between classes, so this should be pretty compleat as it's fresh on my mind. First off, some comments about Richard Kadrey. I heard/saw him speak and read at Armadillocon 87 in Austin, Tx. At the time, I was very impressed. Kadrey's a former resident of Houston, now living somewhere in Ca. He looks and acts like people I hang out with: surfer/neo-punk haircut, earrings, hardcore/thrash/punk/tough clothes, but reads William S. Burroughs and radiates an intense intrest in tech/pol/philo/everything. So anyway, I listen to him on a panel that headlined the likes of Bruce Sterling and Lew ("The Whiner") Shiner. "So he gets on neat panels at cons," I thought, "but who the hell is this guy that looks like he should be skating with me in downtown Houston about 3 am?" Well, I gave in and went to his reading. Wow. The feeling I got was a combination of those I had when I first read _Naked_Lunch_ and _Neuromancer_. "This guy's tough," I remember thinking, "then again, these are just some short descriptive stories that rag on pols..." After he finished reading, he or Shiner The Whiner mentioned Kadrey's forthcoming book, _Metrophage_. Fast forward to the other day when I found a copy of _Metrophage_ in the bookstore. I sped-read to finish _Infernal_Devices_ so I could start _Metro_. Wow. Edited by Terry Carr. Intro by Rudy Rucker. He still keeps good company. He also includes thanks to Brian Eno, Robert Fripp, Throbbing Gristle and Tangerine Dream "who supplied the soundtrack." Then an opening quote from a song by Tom Waits. Ok, so he knows a lot of esoteric buzz-word bandnames.. (There's a good bio of Kadrey by Rucker that goes into Kadre's artistic background, including his interests in surrealism and dadism.) Ok, Ok, I'll get on with the book review... _Metrophage_, even though it borrows from the soon-to-be-overused theme of central-character-is-a-smuggler-'1 percenter'-run-afoul-of huge-organizations, is surprisingly fresh and interesting. Kadrey writes with a style that reflects a knowledge of street life, drugs, W.S. Burroughs-genre-literature and a keen sense of political/social philosophy. There are some great lines and allusions in this book -- from little things to show off his intellegence/esoteric-ness (a band named 'Taking Tiger Mountain') to some good anarchist theory. Our 'hero' is "...Johnny Qabbala, drug dealer, ex-Committee for Public Health bounty hunter, and self confessed loser...". How can you not like him? Johnny's well thought out and quite believable even though he's from an almost overused stereotype. He has faults, skills, and that real sense of no-direction that I think everybody must experience at times. His only desire seems to be to live again with his two girlfrieds Sumimasen and Ice and to not do very much other than exist. Well, we all know what happens to down-on-their luck drug dealers in the near-cyberpunk-future who just want to be left alone, right? Now the hard part. How do I review the book w/o giving away anything? _Metrophage_ is about power and politics seen from the view of someone that has a great dislike for anything remotely resembling any sort of political goings on. Johnny seems almost uncapable of understanding politics on any other level than 'it sucks'. Ice, on the other hand, is getting involved in nation-(world?)-wide revolution, while Sumi just exists... It's a book about politics, love, people and being insignifigant. It's also a showcase for Kadrey's ability to write. From hearing him speak and reading _Metrophage_ I get the feeling that Kadrey understands surrealism on a level far above that of mere mortals. He can write what others can only hope to see put on canvas by their own shaky, skillless hands. I have the feeling that Kadrey could write about high school basketball and make it almost this interesting. Buy and read this book. In my opinion, it's easily in the top %2 of experimental science fiction, enjoying the company of Gibson and Jeter. This is fiction that someone *not* into science fiction could still enjoy -- a quality that very little science fiction has, or ever will have. I have this eery feeling that somewhere out there, Richard Kadrey will soon read this and either laugh at me or send me some sort of instant-death email-bomb. (In case Kadrey's out there... Remember Austin, Tx? The black-leather jacketed skater sitting in the front row at your reading and your panel upset because you picked on Houston? My friends and I heckled Sterling and Shiner whenever they stopped talking long enough to make it possible... I didn't think you would remember... harf.) -- J. Eric Townsend ->uunet!nuchat!flatline!erict smail:511Parker#2,Hstn,Tx,77007