Finch
is the first Ambergris book I've read - in fact, the first time I've ever experienced Jeff VanderMeer's writing. And 'experienced' is the right verb. VanderMeer's book is more than a traditional read - Finch is so well-described, so thoroughly painted, that it achieves something much more immersive than words on the page.
VanderMeer is also using his powers for evil - in Finch, we're treated to a world conquered by fungus. Literally. With ever page, we're taken through squishy, damp corridors. Leaks, mold, spores, horrible damp, moistness, awful shudder-inducing sensations abound. VanderMeer has mastered the art of evocative horror - again, literally: this book is truly horrible.
The plot is convoluted, as one might expect. Finch is a policeman in a city that is ruled by evil mushroom people (not actually joking). He's assigned a nearly unsolvable murder - so added to his mixed feelings that's he's a traitor to his people & his city, his 'job' and (possibly) his life are now on the line. Still, Finch's case gives VanderMeer an excuse to explore all aspects of the squishy city of Ambergris. The flooded docks, the rebel hide-outs, the moldy slums...
VanderMeer actually manages to channel the best of H.P. Lovecraft in Finch. Not the Cthulhloid fanboy silliness that always seems so popular, but the tone & the style that made Lovecraft a timeless great. (Wearing my heart on my sleeve there). Finch is permeated with an atmosphere of fear - VanderMeer's skilled use of language contributes to this immensely. Ambergris isn't just a good idea, it is expressed deftly and emotively.
Also in a Lovecraftian vein, VanderMeer eschews the conventional 'good and evil' dichotomy in favor of an enemy (the Grey Caps) that just don't care. They're completely self-interested and humanity is utterly meaningless to them. VanderMeer (like Lovecraft) proves that disinterest is actually more terrifying than conventional evil. There's nothing as scary as learning that we're not the center of the universe.
I found Finch as horrible and absorbing as the mushrooms it describes. It made me shudder, but it was captivating, memorable, new and exciting. I'd recommend it whole-heartedly. Unless you have a mold allergy. In which case, stay away.

Sounds very intriguing. I read Vandermeer's City of Saints and Madmen and found pieces of it to be devastatingly brilliant--particularly a history of Ambergris with such copious footnotes (longer often than the text itself, if I recall) that it became this huge satire on academia and the way history textbooks skew based on bias--and other parts that I found completely tedious, such as a meta section that I felt was far too "Look at me! I'm postmodern" for its own good. Because my opinion shifted so widely from story to story, I never continued with the series. But I've heard great things about "Shriek" and this one, from you. So maybe I should give him another shot.
Posted by: Robert | December 04, 2009 at 02:57 PM
I've heard some of his earlier work is a little... aggressively post-modern. I had picked up and put down Shriek earlier, but will now go back and try again.
Interestingly enough, I'm reading the VanderMeers' New Weird collection, and in his introduction, Jeff VanderMeer talks about how New Weird isn't supposed to contain 'postmodern techniques that undermine the surface reality of the text (or point out its artificiality)' (that there's a direct quote!).
Posted by: Jared | December 04, 2009 at 03:05 PM