Some people don't like to admit that they didn't "get" a book, but I'm secure enough with myself to say that I didn't get this one.
The Iron Dragon's Daughter started off well. Jane is a human changeling who works in a Faerie factory that makes flying iron dragons for weapons. Jane and the other child slave laborers (who are a mix of strange creatures) are entertaining and bring to mind Lord of the Flies and that scene in Sid's room from Pixar's Toy Story. Michael Swanwick's writing style is fluid and faultless. There are flashes of -esque creativity: a timeclock with a temper, a meryon (whatever that is) civilization similar to that in A Bug's Life, a conniving jar-bound homunculus, gryphons who dive for thrown beer cans. I truly enjoyed these parts of the book and understand why Mr. Swanwick has won so many prestigious awards.
But, after Jane escapes from the dragon factory, the whole thing plummets like a lead dragon and it never returns to its former glory. The writing style is still lovely, but the plot is 鈥� I don't think I've ever used this word in a review before 鈥� awful. I hated it.
Jane was never a sympathetic heroine, but after her escape she turns into a remorseless foul-mouthed thief, drug-user, slut, and murderer. I didn't like her or any of her acquaintances. The plot had no order, the world had no rules, everything that happened seemed random, chaotic, and senseless.
Knowing that other people have praised this novel and that it's sequel (The Dragons of Babel) was nominated for a Locus award, I pressed on. About two-thirds of the way through, I figured out that there was a method to the madness, but the chaotic nihilism was so disturbing that even though I realized it contributed to the entire philosophy of the novel, I still hated it. I think perhaps if I'd dropped some acid, the plot would have arranged itself better in my mind, but alas, I had none to hand.
I think Michael Swanwick is a great writer, but The Iron Dragon's Daughter was weird, disjointed, obtuse, and inaccessibly bizarre. Originally published at .
This is a very impressive and work of imagination, and while I've read better Swanwick, it's *still* Swanwick, and that means it's head-and-shoulders better than almost anything out there.
This novel gives the illusion that it might be a YA, with a lot of impressive and delightful adventure elements, but it eventually turns into an adult romp full of sex, drugs, and stardom, only to eventually return to its adventure roots. So what makes this piece stand out? Jane is a great character with lots of sides to her, not just exploring what it means to be a woman in a thoroughly Misogynic Elf society, trying to find a piece of herself, her dreams, her sexuality, while all the while struggling against two great gods of the Steampunk/High Fantasy world.
What's the Iron Dragon? An AI in a steampunk airship with cybernetic interfaces. Nicely SF. Are there Dwarves and Elves and Changelings throughout this University-Dominated setting? Why yes, yes, there is. :) Complex society, too. Very nicely Fantasy.
Does the plot and the themes begin as a slow spiral only to end up in the center of all the conflict in a wild explosion of action? Why yes, yes it does.
I really like this novel, and it really shines well in craft and characters, but to be perfectly honest, I didn't know where a lot of it was going until much later and it just seemed like it was drifting in dissolution. A lot of the plot events, including the mob scenes, play out the same feeling, of course, as well as the immense sense of loss, and while the reality of the author's intent was clear, our actual payoff feels far from clear. I get a few good impressions, and the visual imagery is grand, but then I wonder if this was still all about Jane's growth or not.
I assume it is, and not the played-out grand conflict of gods. :)
One of the books on Mieville's list of 50 Scifi and Fantasy Books for Socialists, he tells you that it "completely destroys the sentimental aspects of genre fiction". And holy hell, please do take that warning seriously. Jane is a child-worker in a factory which is building treacherously aware warmachines made of cold iron. These "dragons" are enslaved to their pilots, wills broken by technology and magic, as Jane is essentially a slave to the factory. Until one of the dragons starts whispering to her of escape.
This is a difficult book, and no mistake. It's endlessly surprising and inventive, deeply shocking, especially if you bring to it the expectations of genre fiction - it reminds me of a much older strain of speculative fiction; charged, full of ideas, unexpected, perhaps slightly more interested in plot and situation and its effects on character than in the characters themselves. But it's not an old-fashioned book. Technology exists alongside the magic of the Faerie (a disturbing vision of colleges of alchemy existing alongside air-conditioned malls, stealth dragons made of cold-iron fitted out with radar-jamming tech), our own mundane world is an acknowledged but separate plane of existence - Jane is a changeling stolen from our world and into the faerie, and her abduction isn't a romanticised transplantation into Faerie courts, but rather part of a healthy trade in child-trafficking and slave labour.
Personally, I thought Jane was an excellent protagonist: resourceful, intelligent, but also deeply flawed. By turns compassionate and ruthless. The book is about her attempts to live her life, perhaps try to return to her mother and her blank-eyed physical body on "our plane", while navigating the political, social and economic world of Faerie that seems systematically determined to corner, manipulate, and lessen her. In this world, there are no last-minute saves, or unexamined heroics. Jane is far from noble, but endlessly human.
If you're willing to give yourself to Swanwick's twisting narrative, Iron Dragon's Daughter is a rewarding, thoughtful, deeply engaging book that will stay with you.
Faerie cyberpunk. Jane is a changeling, working as slave labour in the dragon factory. Her life is planned out for her, and it's not particularly pleasant path. Then she meets an iron dragon, and decides to rebel.
This is a FANTASTIC book. The world is incredibly detailed and very well thought out. The only trouble is, it's about two books in one. We start off with Jane in childhood, and go through to her adulthood. Jane is wonderful. Smart, stubborn, not always especially moral and very, very angry.
SPOILERS There is sex in this book. Jane has sex and enjoys it and doesn't get punished for it (other than having guys who she doesn't particularly WANT a lengthy relationship with hanging round. And that happens!). Some will see it as nihilistic and it's certainly very dark. She doesn't treat people well. She actually kills some blameless people to give her the means to escape. It's calculated, as well. It's certainly acknowledged as being morally wrong and Jane does feel guilty, but like most survivors she has the attitude of "I will think about that later".
However, I found a theme of--dark hope, or acknowledgement of the human-ness of anger and defiance. Jane is trapped and stuck and she enjoys herself along the way, but she's always angry about it. And come the penultimate part of the book, in the Spiral Castle where she could very easily acquiesce and say "No, you're right, I'm nothing and I submit." she doesn't. She sticks her chin up and says "NEVER", fully expecting to be annhiliated.
If you take the penultimate part of the book as the ending, it's actually a pretty powerful atheist statement. That anthropomorphising the cosmos is useless because it doesn't care about us. This rather bleak message is undermined by the very end.
The ending is something that almost subverts the message of the entire book. The book is about--surviving, muddling through. Doing the best you can in a world which doesn't give you rules and has no purpose. But we see recurring characters in Jane's life. The same souls turn up again and again. The "goddess" in the spiral castle actually explicitly says that they're part of Jane's purpose and she just disregards them.
The final part of the book reinforces that an individual's destiny is largely what they make of it themselves, but that other people and our treatment of them is the most important thing. It's gorgeous writing on from Swanwick, to see things that are foreshadowed and take forever to build up fall into place in the final chapter.
In conclusion, a fantastic book. Highly recommended.
So, you know the feeling you get when you encounter a difficult piece of artwork in a contemporary art museum? Maybe it's a small box left alone on a table. Maybe it's a cake made of plaster. Maybe it's a series of lights shone on a wall. You can pick up on a few clues as to what concept is being explored and what aesthetic is being showcased, but you get the sense that you might just not be intelligent or cultured enough to grasp the big, profound entirety of it all. And then it strikes you: maybe the artist is just fucking with you. You leave the museum in a disoriented state, wondering if you had finally experienced true art and whether you hated it or not. You decide it deserves three stars.
I鈥檇 read some of the other reviews of The Iron Dragon鈥檚 Daughter on 欧宝娱乐, so I was forewarned that the author pulls a nasty trick on us around page 80. That still didn鈥檛 prepare me for how angry this book was going to make me.
I picked up this book because it鈥檚 noteworthy for deconstructing a lot of stock fantasy tropes. It was published in 1993, when fantasy was deep in the ghetto of Tolkien knockoffs. A few years later, A Game of Thrones would start pulling the genre out of Tolkien鈥檚 shadow, and then Harry Potter would really get fantasy going again. But The Iron Dragon鈥檚 Daughter was a start. For one thing, this book has technology 颅鈥� at a time when most people had not heard of the word 鈥渟teampunk.鈥�
Jane is a young human who鈥檚 been kidnapped by the Unseelie Court and forced to live in Fairyland. She works as a child laborer in a robot dragon factory (they work like sentient fighter jets). One day, one of the dragons begins speaking to her. It offers to help her escape if she repairs it. This dragon is quite evil, but they strike an uneasy bargain and they get out.
At this point, you鈥檇 expect the story to be about Jane trying to get home while trying to cope with this dragon she can鈥檛 trust. You would be wrong. Over the course of a page or two, Jane becomes a miserable little crook bent on cheating, stealing, and fornicating* her way to the top of Unseelie society. She manipulates people. She lets her friends die to save herself. All of this would make for a fascinating villain if only there were any heroes in the story. There aren鈥檛. All of the other characters are loathesome except for this one dude who keeps dying over and over and over again.
It鈥檚 not bad writing. In fact, it鈥檚 quite good (Swanwick has won awards for some of his other works). What we have here is a talented writer who is deliberately trolling his readers. The theme of the book is that life is pointless and meaningless, though it stops to poke some cruel humor at yuppie culture along the way.
I skipped ahead to see if Jane ever winds up in jail, which she so richly deserves. She does not.
Swanwick, you don鈥檛 have to be like this. You don鈥檛 have to rip your subject to bloody shreds to write effective satire. Take Terry Pratchett, for example. This guy pokes holes in everything, literally everything. He鈥檚 done dwarves quaffing mead in taverns to lost heirs to the throne to the post office to image compression algorithms to Robocop. But no matter where the books go, they always circle back to two main messages: 1. You will die eventually. 2. The human spirit (or dwarven or vampire or what have you) is worth something.
And frankly, that鈥檚 the sort of satire I鈥檇 rather read.
* Sex magic. She doesn鈥檛 care for her partners, but she does use them to acquire power.
I read this book years ago, and it's one of those that really stick with you and rattle around in your head.
If you've ever read classic, well respected literature, you know that the author is telling a raw and original story, and cares nothing about the reader's comfort along the way. That, to me, is the sign of a truly well-written book. You experience the human condition through the writing, and a good part of the human condition is NOT comfortable, pretty, or easy to face.
The genius here (and why this book became such a phenomenon in the 90s), is that Swanwick took a genre that is notorious for NOT challenging the reader, for being overly comfortable, and not well respected, and elevated it.
He uses a harsh world with class issues, and an imperfect main character (really, you expect a child slave with revenge issues to be a paragon of morality?), to emotionally exercise the reader in a manner usually expected when you sit down with a copy of Heart of Darkness, or Lord of the Flies. It will elevate you, it will floor you, and it will make you upset with the main character (because she's not perfect).
Most of all, it will stay with you and change how you view a genre.
This is a kind of dark Dystopian steampunk fantasy. It's elegantly written but would have been more enjoyable for me with a little more light or a little less length. It's a blue-collar vision of fantasy land, with most all of the fey beasties represented, and a heroine named Jane who works at a factory where dragons are constructed. She moves on to a magical existence, predicated on sex magic, but she doesn't become a fairy-tale heroine, instead spiraling into shifting scenes of darkness and despair before ending up institutionalized. There are no likable or sympathetic characters, and the book seems an attempt to subvert all of the tropes and archetypes and conventions of modern fantasy. It's a very well-written story, but a little bit went a long way.
What if you live through your entire life without any consolations? What if you escaped from a prison but still stuck in the reality which you are trying to escape from? This is the Iron Dragon鈥檚 Daughter about.
Jane is a human changeling, was imprisoned in an elf supervised prison; there has many races, ogres, fae, dwarf etc. It is hard to know they were captured by elfs or were serving their prison sentences. Jane was one of the prisoners until she accidentally discovered a grimoire, it is an instruction of Dragon pilots. It Led Jane a path to freedom from the cruel prison. Since Jane had discovered the Grimorie, she had been manipulating by the dragon which had been consistently whispering in her brain. After she got out of the prison, she would soon realize that it was just the Commence of her suffering. After Jane escaped from the prison, she became a student and want to have her chemical degree in University , until the call from her dragon that told her to destroy the universe鈥�
The story is profoundly interesting, many races and creatures in this book, they all had lived in a hierarchy under elves, beside Jane鈥檚 stories, there had some of short stories about those creatures like homunculu, man-like snake etc in this books, by those short stories we know some detail of this steampunk-like world with some advance technologies and archaic magic. The world building is quite intriguing, the tone of narrative gives the darker and more mysterious shape of the world which Jane escaped into.
This is a tragic story with Jane had witnessed her four lover鈥檚 death, they are reincarnations and are destined to meet Jane. Each time she tried to avoid seeing the man she was meant to love, the miserable fact is that she would face the crueler consequences. It is kind of invariably interminable cul-de-sac of seeing her heart broken; when she saw four times in different ways of her lovers died for her or because of her, It is hardly bearable for her, then she became indulgent of drugs, sex, alcohol. I think it is like a loop, repetitively experiencing the tragedy.
I think Iron Dragon鈥檚 daughter has a wonderful world building and numerous complex themes, but the story is incoherent, some explanations seem to be forced in the story progression. It easily confuses readers to comprehend the world and the story. In addition, the sci-if elements blend in the fantasy story quite jarring, It would be a bit bewildering that Am I reading a Sci-Fi or a fantasy novel.
Overall, this is a rich-world building, Steampunk fantasy. In this bleak world, all races are struggling in conflicts without any salivations. There is no heaven in the upper or lower world, just a barrier between the two worlds.
Not so long ago, I was reading a forum discussion talking about how fantasy worlds never seem to progress past a medieval level of technology; and whether or not it's possible to write a technological fantasy world that is clearly not science fiction. This book does it, with its plethora of faerie creatures - and our protagonist, a changeling - working in factories and dealing with magical/robotic creations. The book is complex, with strikingly original ideas, and a carefully plotted structure that at first seems pointlessly rambling. As the spiraling theme of the story is revealed, the reader realizes that the plot has also been following that spiral theme. It's well done; even impressive. The book probably deserved to win at least one of the several awards it was nominated for. However, I didn't love it, emotionally. Even though it deftly slipped out of the 'it was all just a dream, or mental illness' thing that I had a suspicion it was sliding toward, for a while. I feel like I appreciated this book - it just didn't become one of my favorites.
This is very likely Swanwick's masterwork. I've read it at least three times, and got something new each time. Not to be missed.
Here's Dave Truesdale's comments on Iron Dragon鈥檚Daughter and the 2008 sort-of sequel, The Dragons of Babel: "In 1994, Michael Swanwick's The Iron Dragon's Daughter broke new ground and blew everyone away with its heady mix of dystopian dark Faerie and Dickensian machine-age steampunk. It was a truly one-of-a-kind work and I now think it fair to say a fantasy classic." LInk to original [caution, SPOILERS]
I find Swanwick's comments on his book are fascinating. If you like this sort of thing, there's lots more at [caution, SPOILERS]
This book is one of those rarities that make my brain a little bit numb from emotion storm. There is nothing coherent, just a storm of love, hatred, questions, guesses, objections, suggestions, alterations, admiration, amusement, dissatisfaction... I want more, but I know that there is no more and there must be no more - for all good things must end by their own will or be twisted into the MacDonald's-like things by others. Such books and the worlds they create is more like a glimpse in the dark. They flash before your eyes, they leave you with images, with seeds of desire, and they gone... they don't need our imagination, they are free from us.
This was one of the first books that I stumbled upon without anyone ever recommending it to me, and expected the normal fantasy-fare.
Imagine my surprise when this story turned out to be an entirely original tale about a girl trying to find her way in a strange, cruel, bold, ferocious world. I was used to reading about elves and dwarves; this world has giant metal dragons and invisible boys and anthropomorphic characters. And, as it were, elves as well.
I re-read this book every year, just for the magic it has, just for that breath of truly magnificent story-telling that really resonated with me. Perhaps it is because I still can't quite figure it all out, and I think that is the beauty of this book. It is as enigmatic as our iron dragon daughter, our Jane.
Recommended for established fantasy/sci-fi fans only.
This is an experimental fantasy novel written as a cyberpunk. Ages ago I鈥檝e read it in translation and wasn鈥檛 impressed, but then I was young, I just discovered for myself a 鈥榗lassic鈥� fantasy and I haven鈥檛 read any cyberpunk, so for me it was just a wrong book back then.
There is an industrial world inhabited by fantasy creatures. The books starts at the factory that produces iron dragons (which are like hi-tech jet fighters) using child labor. The protagonist, Jane is the Changeling, which means (at least from what a reader initially understands) a human child kidnapped by fairy and transported to that world. Most magic creatures there, just like in western European folklore, don鈥檛 like to be near iron, so they need half-bloods to operate a lot of machinery, including the dragons. It is noteworthy that instead of going Tolkien-like and setting fantasy creatures as races/tribes, the author keeps more classical fairy tale assumptions, which don鈥檛 dwell on say elf's history or pantheon and the like. For example, here is a description of Jane鈥檚 co-worker / friend Rooster: 鈥淗e was a mongrel fey, the sort of creature who a century ago would have lived wild in the woods, emerging occasionally to tip over a milkmaid鈥檚 stool or loosen the stitching on bags of milled flour so they鈥檇 burst open when flung over a shoulder. His kind were shallow, perhaps, but quick to malice and tough as rats. He worked as a scrap iron boy, and nobody doubted he would survive his indenture.鈥�
From the start readers know that Jane plans to steal a dragon to leave the plant, but actually it is only part of the story. What the author does and what I guess made me dislike the book as a teen, is breaking all fantasy genre norms and instead of telling a journey or battles / adventures, he describes a (not so) ordinary life of a person, as she grows up.
I have to note that book, starting roughly in 1/3 has a lot to do about sex, and this doesn鈥檛 mean so much 鈥榮teamy scenes鈥� but the idea that magic and sex are linked: 鈥淪ex energy was most accessible at the moment of orgasm. This was why adepts were usually female. Where a witch might have a string, a series, an archipelago of orgasms to work with, the warlock was (usually) limited to one. Males tended to gravitate to the necromantic arts, it taking no special talent to kill things.鈥�
Another point that I disliked earlier and like now is that there are a lot of unanswered questions about why this or that happened the way it did.
Upon early re-read I enjoyed that way of making of a cyberpunk fantasy, where alchemic rules etc. actually work, but I think that a book could have been shortened, so from 5-star at the start it lowered to like 3-3.5 stars. Definitely an interesting text, but one ought to read a lot to really appreciate it.
(Sigh)...Another one of those cases where GR's star-rating system doesn't adequately express my reaction to a book. I'd give this one 2.5 to 3 stars (and, since it's the New Year & I'm feeling generous, I'm rounding up) - It's not bad; Swanwick is a decent writer. It's just not my "cup of tea."
The only reason I picked this book up was that it was 50 cents at a library sale. In general, I'm not a huge fan of urban fantasy so I was never drawn to the book when it first came out, despite the rave reviews it got (and gets). Now that I've read it, I'm still not a urban-fantasy fan and I'm not terribly impressed by Mr. Swanwick. Which doesn't mean I didn't enjoy reading the book, just that it isn't that memorable an experience and I probably won't be reading any more Swanwick in the future outside of a trusted source raving about another one of his novels.
Actually, the character of Jane, the novel's hero, is quite well drawn and believable. I've noticed in some reviews here that readers complain that Jane is a thoroughly selfish and unlikable person, which is true enough as far as it goes but considering her "role models," I was surprised at the amount of empathy she did exhibit. For example, given the chance to betray some school acquaintances (not even friends, really) to save herself, Jane doesn't and very nearly gets exposed as a human changeling and escapee from the dragon works. In fact, I was very disturbed and not entirely convinced when she turned into a serial killer in order to supply the dragon of the title with the energy it needed to fulfill its purpose. But that situation raises the question of just how much influence the dragon has over Jane's actions. It is able to manipulate her subconsciously into breaking their initial pact and allwoing it to go off on its own.
As I've indicated, however, I was never interested enough in the setting or the characters to care all that much. It's a readable book with believable characters and situations but I personally wouldn't recommend it.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
A Cracking little read, this one, bonkers and brave and brash. Totally slaps anyone who suspects 鈥榞ritty鈥� fantasy is a new thing. This book doesn鈥檛 shy away from adult language and themes (war, racism, sexism), and has a pleasing mish-mash of aesthetics, from the gentle veneer of the fae, to the harsh industrial landscape 鈥� all mixed with a spot of college antics and sex. Quite likely a deliberate attempt to upset some section of the genre readership 鈥� which you鈥檝e got to love, right?
What begins brilliantly and appears to have the makings of a steam punk classic, wanders off into an unholy mess of disagreeable characters and fantasy cliches existing in a world that is wholly incomprehensible. Had I not read it on holiday I would have binned it a third of the way through and as it was just flicked through the final chapters, by which time I didn't have a care for anyone or anything within its pages.
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Sv臎t technicky za艡铆zen茅 Faerie je vskutku origin谩ln铆. Michael Swanwick se ne拧t铆t铆 h谩zet vedle sebe re谩ln臎 existuj铆c铆 pojmy a nov谩, smy拧len谩 slova. Do jedn茅 艡ady za druhou stav铆 nep艡ebern茅 mno啪stv铆 r暖zn媒ch potvor, p艡i膷em啪 u n臎kter媒ch ani nev铆te, jak si je m谩te po艡谩dn臎 p艡edstavit. Popisy r暖zn媒ch technologi铆 jsou p暖sobiv茅 a ob膷as se st铆r谩 hranice mezi re谩ln臎 funguj铆c铆 v臎dou a 膷istou fabulac铆 鈥� ale v拧echno to zn铆 tak chyt艡e, 啪e v谩m to vlastn臎 bude jedno. Jeho kombinace rozli膷n媒ch sub啪谩nr暖, o nich啪 doposud nikdo neuva啪oval jako o 鈥瀦kombinovateln媒ch鈥�, je neot艡el谩, p暖sobiv谩 a neskute膷n臎 sv臎啪铆. Jen啪e i p艡es 煤啪asn媒 sv臎t, zaj铆mav茅 filozofick茅 煤vahy a nev拧edn铆 autorsk媒 styl m谩 Dcera 啪elezn茅ho draka i odvr谩cenou tv谩艡.
Michael Swanwick v pr暖b臎hu vypr谩v臎n铆 vkl谩d谩 postav谩m do 煤st 艡adu mouder a hlubok媒ch my拧lenek. Zmi艌uje tak茅 fakt, 啪e ka啪d媒 膷asem otup铆 proti jak媒mkoliv hr暖z谩m. Jen啪e si nejsp铆拧 neuv臎domil, 啪e to plat铆 i pro jeho knihu. Dcera 啪elezn茅ho draka toti啪 vrstv铆 jednu p艡铆拧ernost za druhou: p艡ek谩啪ky, 煤trapy, zklam谩n铆, vyko艡is钮ov谩n铆, zneu啪铆v谩n铆, smrt鈥� a nikdy tomu nen铆 konec. Knize v铆cem茅n臎 chyb铆 jak谩koliv emocion谩ln铆 k艡ivka 鈥� od ur膷it茅ho bodu se prost臎 no艡铆 jen hloub a hloub do ba啪iny v拧udyp艡铆tomn茅ho hnusu. Jen啪e kdy啪 chyb铆 kontrast, kter媒 aspo艌 z po膷谩tku vytv谩艡ela d臎tsk谩 naivita, tak i sebev臎t拧铆 hr暖zy po 膷ase prost臎 p艡estanou b媒t鈥� hr暖zn茅. Stanou se jen dal拧铆 polo啪kou v ka啪dodenn铆 v拧ednosti krut茅ho sv臎ta, kter媒 n谩m Swanwick p艡edkl谩d谩. V tomto ohledu mi Dcera 啪elezn茅ho draka m铆sty p艡ipom铆nala My d臎ti ze stanice ZOO. Bujar谩 ml谩de啪 bez vize sv臎tlej拧铆ch z铆t艡k暖 se ut谩p铆 v lacin茅 z谩bav臎, je拧t臎 lacin臎j拧铆m alkoholu, nev谩zan茅m sexu a drog谩ch鈥� a pak se div铆, 啪e ty sv臎tlej拧铆 z铆t艡ky v谩啪n臎 nep艡i拧ly. Jane se jako啪to hlavn铆 hrdinka zd谩nliv臎 pl谩c谩 odnikud nikam, sna啪铆 se p艡e啪铆vat, jen啪e Swanwick v啪dycky odn臎kud vyt谩hne jak kr谩l铆ka z klobouku novou hrozbu, nov茅 p艡铆ko艡铆. A vy pak ztr谩c铆te v铆cem茅n臎 jakoukoliv motivaci j铆 fandit. On se toti啪 i ten slavn媒 nihilismus v kombinaci s p谩r zaj铆mav媒mi metafyzick媒mi 煤vahami po 膷ase zaj铆 鈥� obzvl谩拧钮 tv谩艡铆 v tv谩艡 tun谩m 拧p铆ny a kaln茅 b艡e膷ce, kter谩 zbyla z charakter暖 jednotliv媒ch postav a vy se v n铆 brod铆te a啪 po p谩s.
P艡铆li拧 tomu nenapom谩h谩 ani ur膷it谩 rozt艡铆拧t臎nost cel茅ho vypr谩v臎n铆. Swanwick m谩 neskute膷nou p艡edstavivost a jeho n谩pady jsou leckdy z谩vid臎n铆hodn茅. O r暖zn媒ch detailech v knize (jm茅ny po膷铆naje a jeho pojet铆m alchymie kon膷e) nemluv臎. Nicm茅n臎 to 膷asto p艡ipom铆n谩 samostatn臎 stoj铆c铆 sc茅ny, kter媒m chyb铆 kontext a vypadaj铆 nahodile. Nach谩zet mezi nimi spojitosti je ob膷as celkem slo啪it茅. Dcera 啪elezn茅ho draka v谩m nic ned谩 zadarmo, a i kdy啪 v knize objev铆te jak媒si vzorec, stejn臎 se nejsp铆拧 nedok谩啪ete tak 煤pln臎 zbavit pocitu, 啪e v谩m okam啪ik fin谩ln铆ho proz艡en铆, kdy do sebe v拧echno zapadne a v臎ci najednou za膷nou d谩vat dokonal媒 smysl, po艡谩d prokluzuje mezi prsty. V臎艡铆m, 啪e Swanwick to tak cht臎l, 啪e je v tom v拧em hlubok媒 z谩m臎r. Jen啪e ob膷as prost臎 p艡es v拧echnu tu snahu o kontroverzi nen铆 vid臎t. M铆sty to a啪 p暖sob铆 dojmem, jako by se autor sna啪il 膷ten谩艡e z谩m臎rn臎 odradit. Jako by za ka啪dou cenu provokoval a testoval hranice, kam a啪 m暖啪e zaj铆t. Nojo, je to p艡ece experiment谩ln铆 literatura, 艡eknete si. Jen啪e Dcera 啪elezn茅ho draka je kv暖li tomu o chlup nesoudr啪n臎j拧铆, ne啪 by bylo t艡eba. T茅 拧p铆ny, hnusu a drog je o p谩r gram暖 v铆c, ne啪 je pro v臎t拧inu snesiteln茅. A sexu谩ln铆 sc茅ny jsou vulg谩rn铆 a pornofikovan茅 o kousek v铆c, ne啪 bylo pro p艡铆b臎h jako takov媒 nezbytn茅. Tyhle 鈥瀟ro拧ky鈥� v拧ak nakonec mohou misky vah p艡ev谩啪it na negativn铆 stranu.
Z谩v臎rem bych pro Michaela Swanwicka m臎la radu, kter谩 se k n臎mu nikdy nedostane: Pokud nechce vypadat jako autor d臎tsk茅 pornografie, m臎l by l茅pe pracovat s 膷asov媒m horizontem p艡铆b臎hu. Proto啪e pokud mezi sc茅nou, v n铆啪 to hlavn铆 hrdinka poprv茅 dostane, a v臎tou 鈥濲ane m臎la orgie r谩da.鈥� oto膷铆me pouh媒ch sto pades谩t stran, nemus铆 v拧em hned doj铆t, 啪e mezit铆m ub臎hlo v铆c ne啪 n臎jak媒 rok a p暖l, jeho啪 jsme byli sv臎dky. J谩 tedy aspo艌 douf谩m, 啪e tam opravdu ub臎hlo v铆c 膷asu, mnohem v铆c. Proto啪e jestli ne鈥�
This is unfortunately among the most terrible books I have ever read in my life. I almost feel that this novel was purposely written as an "anti-book," a joke on readers by Swanwick to see if anyone would actually waste their time on such garbage despite the hype leading up to its publication. Now if the novel really isn't some sort of experimental gag, then Swanwick seems to have little-to-no understanding of the most basic story-telling techniques when it comes to character development, plot, conflict, and especially setting.
First of all, there are no interesting characters, save perhaps Jane herself (the cliche emotionally-damaged teen orphan/runaway), and as Jane haphazardly bounces around from location to location, there are never any characters who stick around long enough to be developed beyond their crude archetypal forms, and as there are far too many characters altogether, it is thus difficult to bat an eye when one of Jane's many companions die or leave her company. And even with Jane, nothing of adequate substance is revealed about her background until just past halfway through the novel--how is anyone ever supposed to empathize with her?
Secondly, the plot is atrocious. There is never anything at stake to keep the reader interested in the story, and Swanwick hurls Jane from setting to setting seemingly at random with no overarching plot line to carry her along. Time after time I stopped reading and paused in complete revulsion as Swanwick transported Jane to a new scene without the slightest hint of a transition. As John Gardner says, an effective story needs to be "vivid and continuous," and this novel is neither.
Thirdly, while there is conflict in the story, Swanwick fails to build tension and release it with resolution in waves as all great writers of fiction do, and nearly all of Jane's problems in the story are instantly resolved before there is ever time to worry for her. Worst of all, nearly all of the conflicts appear to be pulled from a hat, as there are hardly ever any threads of interrelatedness among the conflicts themselves. By the time the alternate reality "twist" comes about near the end of the novel, most readers will have already lost interest in the plot as it is.
Lastly, and what I find to be the most annoying feature of Swanwick's writing, are his efforts toward setting. Writing in the fantasy genre calls for effective, believable world-building, but in the case of this novel, every aspect of this world is (you guessed it) at complete random, as if Swanwick created this fantasy world by arbitrarily flipping through encyclopedias and aimlessly tossing slapdash aspects of culture, history, and mythology into his world where cassette tapes and Fender Stratocasters exist alongside dwarven hammers and anvils while a smattering of fantasy species eat pizza at the mall before taking part in Celtic sacrifice rituals to be aired over television. Furthermore, the most revolting aspect of the setting (the only thing that Swanwick does with consistency) is the creepy-pedo vibe in which ogrish schoolteachers freely and openly molest their teenage students on the regular (and there's plenty more where that came from)--hence the aforementioned "anti-book" hypothesis.
The only saving grace in this novel that allowed me to tough-it-out through many chapters is the dialogue, and I will say that Swanwick at least knows how people talk, and there were a few times he caused me to chuckle. Still, the dialogue itself doesn't make up for the reeking pile of waste that is the rest of this novel--it lacks the most essential elements of an effective narrative. My advice is to simply pass on The Iron Dragon's Daughter--don't waste your time with this one.