Reviews by eknapp
Intrepid Wild West steampunk prostitutes heroically battle an evil politician with a mind control machine, a Jack-the-Ripper-esque serial killer, and a foreign conspiracy to undermine the USA in 1880 Washington Territory. Somehow it's not as wacky as it sounds.

The world building is pretty cool. It quivers with frontierish grit, independence, determination, racism and sexism and good old-fashioned Christian sanctimony. It's narrated first-person by one of the fearless strumpets, and her uneducated voice is wonderfully unassuming and sympathetic:

"Being a growed woman, it turned out, was harder work than it looked. But that's a thing, too, ain't it? Them as work hardest get no respect for it--women, ranch hands, sharecroppers, factory help, domestics--and them as spend all their time talking about how hard they work have no idea what an honest day's labor for nary enough pay to put beans in your family's bellies is all about."

Except for the abundant disparaging observations on the nature of "men", her perspective and quirky musings are a lot of fun to read. (Karen wonders at one point who she'll see first in Heaven, her long dead parents or her recently deceased friend; does it go in order of closeness or recency of demise? In Karen-speak it was movingly adorable.) In this book at least, that writing was Bear's greatest strength.

The action bits on the other hand are highly implausible. Downright silly. [SPOILER]One plucky heroine takes out a hulking sailor with half a bobby pin. I mean, maybe...if in addition to being a spunky 95-pound genius steampunk whore she was also a ninja. But she's not. [END SPOILER] A lot of the action sequences are resolved in ways designed to maximize ocular rotation.

Karen Memory's plot structure really has the feel of an old Hardy Boys book. Evil lunges into their lives uninvited, they get captured three or four times, always make clever but unlikely escapes, there's a slight twist at the end--not too big--and cue the happy ending. Straight out of Franklin W Dixon.

But it's worth the price of admission for the world, the characters, and Karen Memory herself.
Terrific action writing; too much coincidence to be great.
Terrorists attack a Disneyland-style theme park. A special ops team must take them down, disarm the dirty bomb, and save the hostages. You know, the usual.

Very action-oriented. Basically a 292-page strategic and tactical blueprint for how to run an anti-terror operation in a theme park. Rucka is very very good at this stuff...

...but in this case he relied on coincidence to a surprising and unfortunate extent to drive the story. Hero's daughter just happens to show up on Terrorism Day, and Chief Bad Guy's girlfriend just happens to be called in as ASL translator.....for none other than Hero's daughter. They become fast friends during the hostage crisis, just to complicate things.

I love stories about using training, intelligence and superior strategy (as opposed to stupid grunting Ramboesque badassery) to outgun bad guys. While Alpha was satisfying, the level of contrivance was a shame. Rucka kinda phoned it in; what was a good book could have been a great one.
Everything about this book made me happy.
Two stories are interspersed. First, Emily, a street girl with a gift for getting people to do what she wants, is recruited by an organization that specializes in persuasion. Second, an average guy named Will is hunted for unknown reasons by said organization, from California clear to Australia.

Fantastic. Barry uses Lexicon to explore timely themes of privacy and compulsion, the dangers of disseminating personal information, the sneaky ways in which corporations and governments control and pacify us without using physical force.

In spite of all this cautionary tale-ing, Lexicon is a sharp, smart actiony romp, rife with Barry's characteristic dry wit and slick turns of phrase. There's a lot of pertinent, very-well-researched linguistics and sociology that thrilled my inner wordie.
Great end to this too-short trilogy.
Excellent finish to this "condensed epic" series. Feels like The Wheel of Time, were it held to three thick volumes. It was almost too short, but it does set a blistering, hard-to-put-down pace.
Except for one massively silly plot point, this was quite good.
An ancient colony of intelligent giant ants wages war on humanity, driving them to the brink of extinction. The Ant Queen creates an army of allies by transforming the animals of the world into speaking, thinking, vengeful bipeds. A war hero, a former housecat by the name of Mort(e), searches endlessly for his friend Sheba, who fled on the day of Mort(e)'s transformation.

I found Mort(e) frustrating, initially. It purports to be science fiction...humans use advanced weaponry, ants communicate chemically and technologically, etc. But a "hormone" is used to change all of animal-kind into reading, talking bipeds with opposable thumbs? In one night? A hormone that works on mammals, and amphibians, and birds, and reptiles? Without causing a global ecological cataclysm? Better to just call it "ant magic".

Once I accepted that one premise, everything else fell into place and I was able to appreciate the story. The pre-transformation animal perspectives are excellent. Repino's descriptions of how a house cat or an abused pit bull might experience their lives are utterly believable.

There's a lot of Animal Farm here, I think. The animals are enraged at the way they've been treated as possessions or toys, often mutilated--neutered, declawed, cropped--simply for style or convenience. They rise up, intending to create a better society, but end up behaving more or less just like the humans.