This version of the eighties isn’t rose tinted nostalgia. My Name is Leon is about a biracial child in care, how he gets there and how he comes to terms with the realities of his life. Tough in places, well observed and a terrific read.
There are many things to like about The Memory Police, the narrative structure, the well drawn characters and world building. Another aspect that I can’t let go unsaid was the delicate way information was revealed. I didn’t realise just how chaotic the island was until I (the reader) was invested in the story and found myself, like the islanders equally wounded by this calamitous place. But its thought provoking insight into the power and relevance of memory is what lingers and will not be easily forgotten.
“Hell is the absence of the people you long for”. Station Eleven shows us a world crippled by a virus and the survivors who remain in the aftermath. This is a perceptive and astute retelling of humanity struggle to come to terms with this loss and the future they have to create. A tremendous book. May’s Book of the Month.
There are twists and turns galore, robots, machinations and comeuppances.
In summary, it is delightful madcap fun: full of disguises, quests, magic and fire demons. The writing is fun, charming and very gratifying
My enjoyment of the investigation was further enhanced by the social commentary.
This is missing persons case, that rapidly transforms to probable serial killer/ murder mystery. It wasn’t obvious or difficult to ascertain what was the link between the missing girls and I got it before it was spelt out, but that didn’t make the plot or pace any less interesting.