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By the Sword by F. Paul Wilson

As the explanation for an idiom, let us allow for the world to be an impossibly large place. To lose one object or one person would present you with a haystack worthy of the challenge to find the needle. Even a city the size of New York — a mere 8,274,527 people occupying just under 305 square miles if you believe wikipedia — would make life difficult. So it is that F. Paul Wilson pitches Repairman Jack back into the continuing saga of the Adversary Cycle. This time continuing on from Bloodline, we come into By the Sword (Gauntlet Press, 2008), the title containing a big hint about the number of people likely to die. He still has the need to search for Dawn on his mind and, as is the custom, he picks up a commission to look for a sword. So, as Randy Jackson would say, “Keeping it real, dog!” this would present a serious challenge to the combined forces of New York’s finest, the FBI, Homeland Security and the CIA to deal with the Threat from Beyond. But there is one consistent thread in all Repairman stories. There’s no such thing as coincidence. Put another way, this brings us to the Moirae.

In classical mythology, there were three women who worked together as The Fates. The first, Clotho, spun the thread of life. The second, Lachesis, measured the thread out to each person as their span of life. The third, Atropos, cut the thread of life when it was due to end. The point of this trinity is that fate is an inexorable mistress. They know the span allotted to you and never hesitate to bring death as closure when time has expired. Yet, unlike the word “destiny” which has quite positive connotations, the Fates were seen as remorseless or relentless. This is quite different from the notion of destiny which has more positive connotations. People are always far more positive and hopeful as they work towards their end. Even if they believe their destiny is to die, it is associated with the idea of heroism and this can inspire both actors and their observers to respect the individual. Fate, on the other hand, has a bad reputation. It can play us false and lead us to destruction.

As we have seen from the prequel Secret Histories, Jack’s feet were firmly planted on the path from his youngest years. He is, if you like, genetically predisposed to be a player in the final battles. Thus, as a young man, he is already surrounded by the characters who will play a major role in his adult life. This brings me to a metaphorical moment. A watch has a face with hands or a digital display to mark the passage of time. The mechanism for analogue timepieces has a balance wheel, which as its name suggests, keeps an even balance between equally matched but opposing forces. There is a gear train to produce the driving force for the whole plot of time to be delivered to that point when the spring must be rewound to restart the movement and, for Jack, there must be escapement (for now). Time marches on inexorably and, in a sense, we are forced to go along with it (or perhaps that should be the other way round since it was the humans who thought up the concept of time in the first place). Whatever! We know Jack has to survive until we get to Nightworld, the last book in the cycle. Thus, there is no suspense. No matter what happens, Jack has to survive.

This leaves him and the readers as rather passive observers to the passage of time. Everything that should happen to advance the plot does happen. Dawn and the sword move round like pawns on the writer’s board. Jack gets all the other major factions to fight each other and, for the most part, lets them get on with the serious business of killing each other. It’s all a little perfunctory, including the resolution of what happens to the sword. As Donald Rumsfeld, who was Secretary of Defence in the US, once famously said, “Stuff happens, and it’s untidy. . .” Except that here it’s all a bit too tidy. The mechanism has to deliver us to a particular point so the next volume can carry on, and that’s what it does. It does so as entertainingly as it can. Wilson’s prose is as clean cut as ever, the plot develops at a good pace with some nice quirks, but I feel my interest waning a little. To paraphrase Macbeth, “. . .to be well done, it were better done quickly.” I want to see the whole Adversary Cycle all over. The oeuvre is beautifully envisioned and it deserves to be finished. I just wish I could skim through the rest now and see how all the ‘i’s are dotted and the ‘t’s are crossed. Then I could walk away contented.

For all my reviews of books by F. Paul Wilson, see:
Aftershock & Others
Bloodline
By the Sword
The Dark at the End
Dark City
Fatal Error
Ground Zero
Secret Circles
Secret Histories
Secret Vengeance

Bloodline by F. Paul Wilson

First a few words for all those who are intimidated by strangers in public places.  You know the kind of situation: a large and obviously aggressive person is playing music to all within earshot on a bus or train. A polite request to turn it down provokes our friend into increasing the volume to maximum. What to do? Well, along with the majority, I labour under conflicting psychological burdens: Doormat Syndrome and Superhero Complex. Being of retirement age by local standards and never having more than five mussels available to me at any one time, I tend not to be confrontational in public (particularly because fighting with seafood is never very effective). Yet my mild-mannered exterior conceals a Wolverine or Bananaman (sorry, wrong fantasy) that would brush aside anyone threatening me or mine. Alternatively, I’m an NRA member and will pull out a gun and shoot the damn box making the noise.

À propos of nothing, on UK television from 1975-1994, the ubiquitous catchphrase was “Jim’ll fix it!” Now as Sir Jimmy Saville fades into relative insignificance (albeit that the game 80-year old did reappear briefly on British screens in 2006), he’s been overtaken by Jack.

By way of introduction to the new Mr. Fix-it, one of the key questions of 1984 was posed by Ray Parker Jr.:

If there’s somethin’ strange in your neighborhood
Who ya gonna call (Ghostbusters)

By one of those meaningless coincidences, Repairman Jack first hit the streets in The Tomb (1984) and, when confronted by something strange, it would be hard to find anyone better at defending your interests. So now our hero returns in the 11th episode to continue fighting the good fight in Bloodline courtesy of F. Paul Wilson (Gauntlet Press, 2007). [Wilson is another of these writers where a mass of his fiction ties together into a single oeuvre — for an outline, I’ve included a brief afterword to explain things.]

So who is this Jack guy? Well, he’s a libertarian, not to say, contrarian, independent, self-reliant kinda guy who’s chosen to stand outside the bounds of conventional society. Physically, he’s the ultimately faceless Average Joe — except, of course, he’s anything but “average” in his fighting abilities. He’s also clever enough to construct false identities under which to hide, yet a highly moral White Knight who will ride out to rescue the innocent victims of crime or circumstance. By nature, he would take a shoot-first-and-ask-questions-later approach but, because he fears the attention of the authorities who might recognise the falsity of his identity, he’s usually circumspect.

What then is Jack’s appeal and why has he become a real hero? Lets start with an assumption, accepting that not everyone will agree. The stereotype of a vigilante is negative. Thus, anyone who steps outside the prevailing legal system and administers their own brand of justice whenever the need arises is potentially a dangerous member of society. In fact, because they seek out and kill specific individuals or “types”, they’re probably more blameworthy than most “ordinary” murderers. But Jack doesn’t quite fit. He’s distinguishable from Brian Garfield’s Death Wish character, Paul Benjamin, because Jack isn’t generally motivated by the need to avenge some past wrong. Further, he doesn’t dismiss existing laws or the policing systems. Rather, he takes a dispassionate view of the world (except where his own family is involved).

I suppose, in an odd way, he’s more like Frank Miller’s Batman: The Dark Knight Returns — a complex lonely character, wary of relationships because they slow him down and not afraid to consider killing villains on utilitarian grounds. Jack is a blend of good intentions and dark menace. If we stopped there, we would have an urban mercenary, available for hire, prepared to fix difficult problems for those in need. This is the Jack of Legacies and, in this role, he’s become a very popular figure with many more books, both sequel and prequel, already contracted. But Jack unintentionally comes to be no more than a pawn. Well, to be precise, he becomes the Heir to the role of Sentinel — a position with very bad fringe benefits — intentional paradox — that involves defending the human race in an ongoing cosmic conflict. A responsibility up with which he is forced to put.

At this point, we need to get into Aristotle (the original Glock-toting Athenian philosopher)

What do you know about Aristotle?
Perhaps a little or not a lot(le).

In Poetics, Aristotle discusses the unities of time, place and action. The first two unities reflect the idea that a drama should last no longer than the time it takes to act it out on a stage, and occupy only the space that would fit on to a stage. In more modern times, we’ve grown used to authors manipulating time with leaps of days, weeks or even years between scenes not uncommon. Similarly, with either bare stages or complex sets, playwrights suggest or depict completely different places. Now add in cinema and television dramas with their use of the new CGI technologies, and the ability to play with time and space is limited only by the willingness of readers and viewers to suspend disbelief.

Yet, Wilson more or less observes the unities. Each of the Repairman Jack novels takes place in no more than one month, and each chapter is one day. Wilson also tends to favour limiting Jack’s movements, only allowing him to travel outside New York in the later novels in the series. To that extent, the pressures of time seem more real to the reader and the books feel more claustrophobic.

As required by the Poetics, Wilson also stresses unified action, where all the main events in the plot carry a definite link to other actions, and subsequent actions are the necessary and probable outcomes of the former. OK, those of us who read the Adversary Cycle years ago know where the narrative has to go — it’s the end of the world as we know it in Nightworld. Wilson therefore has the seriously difficult job of maintaining interest in the character’s development in each book-length instalment while moving the plot along to its inevitable conclusion. Worse, the fans know what they like about Jack and they would prefer a conservative approach, i.e. don’t change nothing, just give us more of Jack the murderous mercenary kicking butt. Yet the need to complete the narrative arc forces Wilson to goad Jack in the right direction and give us an increasingly sophisticated explanation of how and why things are happening.

Which brings us to the latest instalment. Unfortunately, I think Wilson gets the balance slightly wrong. We’re into the tried-and-tested formula which sees Jack asked to do one of his fixes and, fairly rapidly, he recognises that there’s no such thing as coincidence. He’s been pitched back into the conflict. In most of the previous instalments, the plot-driving McGuffin is dynamically integrated into the narrative with Jack having to find it and/or neutralise it. But, here the device is nothing more than an info-dump to advance our general understanding of why different people in the serial have different abilities. It’s information we have to have if the assumption of real power is to feel credible in the books yet to be written. Equally, it serves to introduce at least two new characters who will obviously reappear. I’m not denying that the central situation for Jack to fix moves along at a brisk pace but, more than any of the previous books, this feels like a stepping stone to progress the overall plot. Now that we have all the oDNA/genetics and associated science out of the way, we can look forward to searching for Dawn and dealing with the Kickers in the next book or two. Which leads me to conclude that even though this is clearly not the best in the serial, it does contain the signature no-nonsense transparent writing style and a reasonable degree of the expected dispensation of “justice” that we fans have come to expect from Jack. Thus, if you’re following the story, this eleventh volume contains vital information and is worth reading. If you’re only reading it for the traditional Jack, be prepared to flip through the boring bits. And, finally, if you’ve read this far and I’ve inspired you to start reading from book one of the Adversary Cycle, you’ve a long way to go to catch up. For the completists among you, can can even try the origin story in the Secret Histories.

Afterword

A simplified version of the overall serial follows but, before you continue, repeat after me, “Learning new stuff is good for the soul.” The Repairman Jack serial is actually a kind of ex post facto repair job in its own right. Wilson started off by writing the Adversary Cycle (now available as a limited edition boxed set if you want to spend the extra money through http://www.borderlandspress.com/adversary.html). The Tomb is the second book and introduces Jack. Wilson liked the character so later returned to tinker with the detail of the timeline in the Adversary Cycle. This has allowed him to write a new series featuring Jack to parallel events in the first series and to fill in the gaps before we get to Nightworld — the final book in the Adversary Cycle. Warning. If you’re starting from scratch, always try to buy the most recently revised editions of each book so that the best level of continuity is maintained. This shouldn’t be a problem buying new, but you may be tempted on to the second-hand market to get the very cheap reading copies. And read them in order otherwise you’re likely to lose the thread of what’s happening. Those of you who like to see the big picture can find a detailed list at The Secret History of the World

For all my reviews of books by F. Paul Wilson, see:
Aftershock & Others
Bloodline
By the Sword
The Dark at the End
Dark City
Fatal Error
Ground Zero
Secret Circles
Secret Histories
Secret Vengeance

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