Witches, Wierdness and West Ham

18 Mar

“London Falling” by Paul Cornell is probably one of the best new books I have read in a while.

DS Anthony Costain and DC Kevin Sefton are undercover cops, DI James Quill is their boss, with them is Lisa Ross, police civilian intelligence analyst. They are working an operation designed to bring down gang leader Rob Toshack. All goes wrong when Toshack is murdered in the interrogation room by an invisible assailant, in front of Quill and other police witnesses. Suddenly the London Met’s finest are dealing with something they have never had to handle before.

Armed with their wits and the Sight which has been accidentally gifted to them, Quill and his group have to battle an evil that is way outside of their usual operational perimeters.

All four characters have balls by the bucket loads, as well as their own personal demons to battle. The characters are all well rounded and feel very real.

The plot is way, way out of the left field and needs your full concentration. This is not a pick up and flick through book. This is a book you have to give your entire attention to, otherwise you will miss something.

The threads that link the killing, the killer, and the West Ham football club take some following, but do actually make sense, in a warped, twisted sort of way.

There is humour, of the dark, twisted kind. DI Cartwright: The cat is booby trapped? DI Quill: Welcome to my world.

A word about the cat. He only has a short appearance, but whilst he does, he OWNS the book.

Reading the notes at the back it seems “London Falling” started life as a television series proposal that was backed by none other than “Sherlock” and “Doctor Who” evil genius, Steve Moffat, along with Sue Vertue and Beryl Vertue. This goes a long way to explaining just why I loved the book so much.

The BBC need to revisit the idea and make “London Falling” into a television series. It would be brilliant.

I recommend “London Falling” to anyone who likes dark urban fantasy, British police procedurals, and weird fiction. They don’t come much weirder, or more wonderful, than this book.

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