After buying this I felt a bit conned. Nothing on the cover indicates that this is the follow-up to Vurt, and it should
be mentioned. I haven't read Vurt yet, and I feel the story would have made more sense to begin with if I had.
Set in Manchester in the not-too-distant future, the world of Pollen slides from the familiarity of The Beatles
to utter strangeness. Due to some previous calamity the outskirts have become a no-go area populated
by zombies. Other creatures of this world include dog people, shadow people, cyborgs and the Vurt
people who are part dream. And just as in dreams, there are no limits to what is possible in this book.
Nor does this weird fantasy seem to have any meaning to begin with.
Coyote is a cab driver, half man half dog. Whereas most drivers belong to the Xcabs and are linked up to
a map system run by the mysterious Columbus, Coyote is a rogue driver. He is given a tip-off for a fare
and picks up a girl in a dangerous and illegal zone. The girl is called Persephone, and she's not human.
They drive past desperate zombies, dodge lorries speeding towards the cab and police checks, and
arrive in the heart of Manchester.
Moments later a cop, Sibyl Jones, is called in to investigate Coyote's death. Jones has the power of
Shadow, which means amongst other things that she can experience the last moments of the dead and
dying. What she finds is highly unusual.
Meanwhile Coyote's girlfriend, Boda, goes on the run. She`s an Xcabber and her boss, Columbus, has
just tried to have her killed. But because she is missing she is presumed to be Coyote`s murderer. A
reward is offered for her capture, and it appears that there is nowhere safe for her to go.
Whilst all this is happening the pollen count begins to rise to unnatural levels. This leads to a lethal form
of hay fever. In the grip of some madness, the people also start to lynch those who are immune to it.
Even though the central character is a policewoman, this is more than a basic detective story. Mixed in
are some wild flights of fancy and a smattering of mythology, even a tip of the hat to Lewis Carroll.
Although this opinion is under the science fiction and fantasy heading, the book doesn't conform to the
stereotypes of either genre. This is its strength and also its main weakness, because it means that for
most of the story it is difficult to find your bearings.
I did suspect Jeff Noon of using weirdness for the sake of weirdness. However it all comes together
mid-way through when the connection between the pollen and the many different species of human is
revealed. Just at that point it seems as though this is going to be a story with a coherent plot and all loose
ends tied up. Unfortunately the moment of lucidity doesn't last.
There are a few too many strands to this storyline, and too many symbols. One example is the map, which
crops up all over. Boda's entire body is tattooed with a map of Manchester. Maps are vital to the
storyline and quite a few are featured. But it isn't made clear why they are important, and the way Noon
keeps on about them they ought to at least be a metaphor for something.
Noon has a very fertile imagination, but he hasn`t managed to contain his vision and tie it all up neatly.
The ending was a disappointment and left too many unanswered questions. The main villain didn't have
much credibility, although it didn't help that he was a creature of dream. By this point the main characters
were also stretching credibility, both in themselves and their actions, and doing things that it should not
have been in their gutsy nature to do.
That said, Boda and Sibyl are sympathetic characters who sustained my interest. And the ending, whilst
incomplete, comes with quite a twist.
If you're looking to read something out of the ordinary and can get your head around any amount of
strangeness, you might enjoy this. To understand it better, though, I suggest you read Vurt first.
3/5
Review © Rosalind Jackson