Reading a Tim Powers novel, like Medusa’s Web, is always accepting that
while the author explains a lot of things, there is much he will not. His plots
blend many genres, mostly speculative science fiction and fantasy, but they’re
always set in the real world Los Angeles –which the author always paints as an
area at war with its past and future.
“In the wake of their Aunt
Amity’s suicide, Scott and Madeline Madden are summoned to Caveat, the eerie,
decaying mansion in the Hollywood hills in which they were raised. But their
decadent and reclusive cousins, the malicious wheelchair-bound Claimayne and
his sister, Ariel, do not welcome Scott and Madeline’s return to the childhood
home they once shared. While Scott desperately wants to go back to their shabby
South-of-Sunset lives, he cannot pry his sister away from this haunted “House
of Usher in the Hollywood Hills” that is a conduit for the supernatural. It is
decorated by bits salvaged from old hotels and movie sets, and in its dark
halls, Caveat hides a dark family secret that stretches back to the golden days
of Rudolph Valentino and the silent film stars. A collection of hypnotic
eight-limbed abstract images inked on paper allows the Maddens to briefly
fragment and flatten time—to transport themselves into the past and future in
visions that are both puzzling and terrifying. Though their cousins know little
about these ancient “spiders” which provoke unpredictable temporal
dislocations, Ariel and Claimayne have been using for years—an addiction that
has brought Claimayne to the brink of selfish destruction.”
Like I said, in reading any
Powers book, you enter a world of probabilities, where dimensions intertwine
with reality, where the past and possible futures come together. Here in his
world, magic exists and where classical mythology never went away. Though Medusa’s Web is more Gothic in tone,
reminding me of B films made about old Hollywood and usually starring a faded
actor and actress, it still retains much of Powers strengths of dealing with
the weird and the odd, where the magic and the mythology become one. Much like
Stephen King, who seems obsessed with the 1950s, Powers love of old Hollywood
is evident in a lot of his books, and this rare stand-alone novel, he gives us
a speculative novel where real-life movie people of the 1920s can interact with
people from 2015.
My only issues with the book
–beyond the fact that Powers only explains things when he feels like it -are some
of the characters. Oddly, most seem one-dimensional. Scott, the sanest of them
all, seems to have the inability to make proper decisions, even when given the
solution, and I got frustrated at his lack of any real action. And Claimayne is
the obvious villain from page one –you always sense that. You know he’s the
crazy one which makes his arc sort of predictably boring.
Still, Powers weirdness can be intoxicating,
and that is always a good reason to read a book by him.
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