Publisher: Penguin
Release Date: July 2010
When the book’s protagonist is a computational demonologist who works for a secret British intelligence agency called the Laundry, you can have a pretty good idea that the book’s going to be…intriguing…and The Fuller Memorandum is certainly that.
Bob Howard lives life as a typical ordinary everyday computational demonologist, that is, he’s a type of mathematical exorcist who uses advanced and secret technology to battle the paranormal. It all begins when things go wrong, and everything spirals down from there. He’s already in hot water with the bureaucracy for accidentally killing a civilian during an exorcism, but things get worse when his boss goes missing. Like, end of the world worse.
The Fuller Memorandum was an ultra-above-top-secret document written by the Laundry’s founder describing the process of binding a demon known as the Eater of Souls to a human body. Back in the day, those who had bound the demon to a body had wanted to use it as the ultimate weapon. And now it looks like someone else wants a chance to tame the beast. Russians? Maybe. Cultists? Perhaps. Russian cultists? Don’t be silly. But it’s clear that they’re all involved somehow. As Howard searches for the memorandum, he finds himself drug into a middle of a battle that puts him face to face with the Eater of Souls.
Written in a sometimes-snarky, rarely-serious, tone, Charles Stross’s The Fuller Memorandum is a mishmash of science fiction, witty humor, outlandish happenstances, and social satire. The plot doesn’t go much of anywhere for about the first 100 pages or so, but once I acclimated to Stross’s storytelling methods – and once the story finally got itself rolling – I began to enjoy it. Stross seems to enjoy snarky humor more than plot sometimes, and occasionally the witticisms distract rather than enhance the plot (I get it dude. The iPhone is shiny. Calling it the JesusPhone every single time you mention it is a bit over the top.). Stross also has no problems with breaking the fourth wall on occasion, and most often this is effective.
So my conclusion is that I’m conflicted. It takes the reader a while to get used to Stross’s style and takes Stross even longer to begin focusing on where the story is going to go (though to his credit, Stross manages to tie in earlier events later on). I understand part of his goal was to satirize, and he does so to some effect, but at times the satire takes precedence over the actual story. The book’s second half blends the humor and plot a bit better and gets to the crux of the plot. No doubt this is something that sci-fi fans will want to read, and it was something I ultimately enjoyed, despite its flaws.
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