King Maker
by Maurice Broaddus
An Indianapolis ghetto might not be the first place you'd think to look for Arthurian knights. But in
the run-down Breton Court neighbourhood they need all the knights in shining armour they can
find. Drugs and gangs have turned the area into a squalid no-go zone riddled with crime and
desperation. Gangsters mete out violence with a casual disregard for the law, or for other
people's rights. Life is cheap and nasty here, even before the supernatural gets its oar in.
From the macho posturing of street soldiers and the cruelty of dog fights to the scheming desperation
of addicts, Maurice Broaddus depicts gang culture unflinchingly. The hopelessness and misogyny
can be hard to stomach.
King Maker is quite grim, with its harrowing insights into the
mentality of the people trapped in gangland life. It's eye-opening, but you really have to be in the
right mood for that much awareness.
Most of the characters have names that echo their legendary counterparts, although they're not
all recognisably heroic at first. King James White knows the rules of Breton Court, rules like not
appearing weak and the need to give as good as you get. He carries himself like a gang member,
and it's only his quite but growing anger with the situation that sets him apart to begin with. Percy
is a gentle yet simple young man whose lack of interest in exploiting others seems to single him
out as a potential victim. There's Lott, a security guard, who is one of the few characters to hold
down a lawful job. Another is Wayne, an outreach worker whose good deeds are confronted
with apathy. Wayne tries to make a difference, but whatever he does seems futile in the face
of so much corruption.
Rivalry between Dred's gang and Night leads to escalating violence that the characters are
caught in the middle of. Yet there's more to it than human squabbles and arguments over
territory. Behind the scenes there's magic and dragons, trolls and fey. The earthly violence is
shocking enough, but Maurice Broaddus adds and edge to the horror by introducing a number
of fantastic characters who put this tale of gangland tensions into the context of the eternal
struggle between good and evil. However these characters are never so fairytale that they
negate the gritty realism of the narrative, and I think that's the point. The haggard Merle is
more like an aged bum than the wizard Merlin, and his strange pronouncements go largely
ignored. It's as though the epic battle is going on all around us, in the most unlikely situations
and in the form of the humble children of junkies living in dilapidated apartments. King Arthur's
values can be found in the darkest and most unlikely places.
With its barely-comprehensible street slang and its harsh gang life, Breton Court can be an
alien neighbourhood. Yet the stranger you find it, the more worthwhile reading about
it will be. Because in spite of the bleak tone and the rasping violence of
King Maker,
and the unpalatable world views expressed by some of its characters, it's ultimately a
very uplifting novel.

Review © Ros Jackson