Michel Nieva and his novel, Dengue Boy
We have read all sorts in the 51¶ŻÂț Book Club, from Octavia E. Butlerâs classic slice of dystopian fiction, Parable of the Sower, to space exploration in Adrian Tchaikovskyâs Alien Clay. Michel Nievaâs Dengue Boy (and this isnât the article for you if you are yet to read it: spoilers ahead!) was something else entirely: a weird and technicolour vision of a dire future in a flooded world, where our perspective is that of a humanoid and homicidal mosquito.
There were parts of this novel that I loved, in particular Nievaâs wild inventiveness in dreaming up his future world. This is a place where the Antarctic ice thawed in 2197, and where rising sea levels mean that âPatagonia â a region once famous for its forests, lakes, and glaciers â was transformed into a disjointed trail of small, scorching-hot islandsâ.
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It is a place where, thanks to âthe total deforestation of the Amazon and all the forests in China and Africa, hundreds of thousands of previously unrecorded viruses now appeared every yearâ. And where the endless and awful ingenuity of humanity mean people are now trading on the Financial Virus Index. Powered by quantum computers, this is âcapable not only of determining with 99.99% efficacy which of these new viruses would unleash a new pandemic, but also of gathering shares in the companies likely to benefit from their effects and offering them up to the market in packages which sold like hotcakesâ. Brilliant idea!
I also think Nievaâs writing (ably translated by Rahul Bery) occasionally leaps to elevated levels. At one point, our protagonist is early to school (because she can fly there, unlike her classmates snarled in traffic). She has to âwait there, completely still, for several minutes, hours even, not knowing what to do with her excessive corporalityâ. Excessive corporality! What a gloriously apt description for this miserable mosquito.
There is an unbearable poignance, which has stayed with me since finishing, in Nievaâs vision of a Great Iceberg Gallery, where the super-rich can go to see bits of ancient ice floes. âOne could not walk through the Great Iceberg Gallery and not feel the sudden weight of the world in its infancy. A reliquary of true planetary jewels, its combined age was greater than that of all humanity.â
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And I can only admire Nievaâs virtuosity in thinking himself into the mind of a murderous mosquito. I think he largely pulls this off, and I enjoyed how my sympathies half wanted to be with our âstubbornly homicidalâ protagonist, and half were violently put off by her actions.
Some of you also saw a lot of positives in the novel. âOnce I worked out this is South American magical realism rather than science fiction, Iâm enjoying it (big fan of Gabriel GarcĂa MĂĄrquez, Italo Calvino and Umberto Eco). Itâs a completely different genre,â wrote Emma Weisblatt on our Book Club , where all these comments are from. âItâs weird, surreal and allegorical and I think on those terms it works quite well.â
For Terry James, the start of the book was difficult, as it requires a lot of suspension of disbelief to accept Nievaâs mosquito protagonist (and its implausible size) â and then you have to deal with the ârough languageâ. But Terry was glad he kept going. âThe more I read, the more I enjoyed it. I found the literary technique of revealing the inner struggle of the poor alongside the absurd wealth, privilege, and opulent extravagance of the rich as extremely effective,â he wrote. âThis book is creative.â
I think David Jones nailed it when he said it âwasnât comfortable readingâ, but he âactually quite enjoyed itâ. âIt’s a very dystopian satirical and quite gory view of the future. A day to read and a day to digest how I felt about it,â he wrote.
But â and perhaps this is because Iâm not a connoisseur of steampunk, as the novel is described on its cover â I found much to dislike too. That âexcessive corporalityâ I so enjoyed in the mosquito comes out in various scenes of violence and sexual depravity that I found difficult to read. Iâm a Stephen King fan â I donât mind a bit of horror and gore. But I didnât really understand what the abundance of vulgarity brought to the story here, other than totally grossing me out. I hated the sheepies! Really hated them! (Some might say: that was the point, but for me it was a point I wasnât keen to see made.)
And I found the parts of the novel when our mosquito was out on its bloody adventures far more compelling than the Borges-esque âcomputer game within a computer gameâ section that we got to later on. That was on the wrong side of surreal for me, or I just wasnât getting it. Terry James also took issue with the “Mighty Anarch” component of the story and failed to grasp any meaning in it. âI call this kind of ideology pseudo-intellectual because it sounds very smart but is not meaningful in a holistic, integrated system,â he wrote.
Overall, for me, this wasnât a book Iâd return to, and I would say the majority of our members were also more negative than positive on this one. Judith Lazell found it âdisappointingâ. âGratuitous sexual fantasy and undeveloped characters; violence explicit and revolting. Perhaps that was the point,â she wrote â although she did add that Nievaâs âdescription of the local environment [was] effective in evoking an awful place to liveâ.
For Eliza Rose and Andy Feest, it was their least favourite book club read so far. Like me, Eliza also wasnât a fan of the body horror â but she liked the corrupt corporations part of the storyline. âI feel he did tell a story and I suppose ended it satisfactorily but I didnât need all the gore,â she wrote.
Andy described the story as âplain weirdâ, and felt that while Nieva had come up with an interesting concept, he could have used a lot more backstory and detail. âThe end was disappointing (not to say confusing too),â wrote Andy. âOverall, I was thankful that this was a shortish book as I am not sure I would have finished it if it were a larger novel (and I hate not finishing books I’ve started… and paid for).â
Perhaps Andy wonât have to pay for the next book weâll be reading: Larry Nivenâs , an old classic that many of you may have on your shelves. Come and tell us what you think of it on our , try out an extract here and get an insight into how Larry came up with the mechanics of his epic creation in this piece he’s written for us here.
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