Following up on books by British author Mo Hayder, who really strikes me as one of the most English authors I have read (in the way that Stephen King is one of the most american authors you might read), after reading her book “The Devil of Nanking” (that’s the american edition title, apparently the original title is “Tokyo”) I decided to read her novel “Birdman” which was her first work.
Birdman is pretty interesting. The best description the plot would give away almost the entire story but it would not be enough to describe the humanity, honesty, and perversion that the work encompasses. However while I felt like “tokyo” had a certain validity that transcended the work which I frankly was not impressed by, even though I consider Birdman better as a novel I can not say the same thing. This is a book that doesn’t do the world any favors. Simply put it’s about one of the most realistic and human police investigators I can recall reading trying to solve a serial killer case.
The book is pretty graphic and inventive, probably more so than most actual serial killers are. And in that sense you have to ask yourself whether it crosses the line between fiction emulating life into fiction which the living might emulate. But as I have stated before I think people have the right to put out whatever sort of stories they want.
Back to the protagonist, Jack Caffery, he even has a real name; when I say he is realistic I mean that he doesn’t exhibit super human powers of deduction, including inhuman feats of memory, concentration, and intellect or always miraculously being on the right track like most fictional detectives. To be fair if you watch an hour long police procedural one could assume that we are only being shown the key moments of the investigation, most of which being relevant to solving the case and making an arrest, because of time constraints. I suppose one could argue that his ability to not be notably effected because of alcohol consumption is over the top but that’s more of a writer flaw than a character element flaw.
As a total side note there’s a moment in the book that reminds me of an impression I have sometimes had about a certain type of english person. That certain type would be the stereotypical haughty upper-class which the royal family would exemplify. And the impression would be that as long as you are civil about things and of an appropriate social rank it would be OK to just stab someone through the heart. The character Veronica in this book, who is very easy to hate, gives you this kind of impression. Perhaps Hayder herself hates that type and those who act that way as well which is why Veronica ends out being the way she is.
Unfortunately the book seems to degrade as it continues on and certain elements are not thought through and very self-serving. One could speculate that the characters, especially Caffery, are only destroying themselves intentionally.
I would once again not recommend this book to anyone but the most hardened, blighted, and perverse fans of thrillers and crime fiction. Again there is not necessarily a lot of mystery in this book though there is a lot of drama. The book defies expectations and that’s notable. On the other hand if the result is always unexpected then that become an expected result into itself.
Which reminds me of M. Night Shyamalan whose feature vague twist endings. I saw online an american preview for his new movie “the happening” and it draws attention to being his first R rated movie as though that is some kind of selling point. I mean what did he finally include some nudity and cussing or something? Who the fuck cares about this guy? He sucks, his work sucks, the actors he casts suck (mark wahlberg is in this new movie), and he keeps putting giant pieces of steaming shit out because 2 of his 8 movies (1/4) have been big successes. bleh. If he’s the prolific director of his generation then that could be it for film. Then again I’m not opposed to that, movies have always been approximations of fine novels anyway.