When I wrote about Turbulence a little more than a month ago, I agreed with the book’s cover blurb in my demand for a sequel. But while it’s hard to make something that is truly good and worthy of others’ consumption, it’s even harder to make something as good to follow the first. Fortunately, I think Basu succeeds where many others have failed, and offers a sequel that not only delivers on the promise of the first book, but follows it appropriately in tone and structure as well. If you want good superhero fiction, this is an excellent place to start. Or, rather, Turbulence is a good place to start. Then you should read this. And for heaven’s sake, don’t read them in the other order, you’ll just spoil lots of cool stuff from the first book.
Like last time, I find myself in agreement with the cover blurb on Basu’s book, and yet again I think that the blurb misses something even more wonderful; I’m still convinced that Samit Basu is some sort of Bob Ross of words, successfully conjuring worlds out of thin air with the sparsest of descriptions. Unlike last time, I took more than one day to finish reading this book. Perhaps if my reading hadn’t been interrupted by working at an overnight summer camp I would have powered through this book as well. I can’t tell whether I did not feel as drawn in by Resistance as I did by Turbulence because of those delays or because of something else, but I’m happy to give the book a pass given how much I enjoyed it anyway.
Suffice it to say that if you liked the first book, you’ll like this one too. And if you haven’t read the first one but are down with non-American supers and women who aren’t just given the short end of the stick, you should definitely read Turbulence (and then Resistance). If you like superhero stories at all, I suspect you’ll like Basu’s work here. More on the details after the break…
The cover doesn’t do justice to the book.
To be perfectly honest, I don’t know that I laughed, cried, or gasped while reading Samit Basu‘s Turbulence. But I also didn’t put it down once I’d picked it up, and I most certainly do demand a sequel. I’m not sure how I couldn’t, after having happily finished the book in one day.
This book is profoundly easy to read. Some stories are told in a way that defies accessibility, that requires you to think hard and work your way through the language to the story underneath. This is not one of them. Instead, Basu’s descriptions of the world surrounding our protagonists are offered offhand, seemingly effortless in the way that they paint a picture of the world. The first analogy that comes to mind is watching Bob Ross paint his happy clouds; one minute there’s a blank blue sky, and the next there are beautiful fluffy cumulus floating in it. He hardly seems to exert himself beyond the bare minimum necessary, and yet a whole world drifts into being over the course of a few words. Basu certainly relies on his audience to fill in the gaps, as we always do, but each time he conjures up another tiny detail or reminds me of the appearance of some particular piece of scenery, everything flows together again.
Turbulence is the story of what happens when a single plane full of people are all granted superpowers for no apparent reason. By focusing on the many and varied people aboard BA flight 142 from London to Delhi, Samit Basu offers a superhero story about people who aren’t American (though American superhero comics exist and are referenced), and in which women aren’t automatically relegated to the status of sex-objects. I really liked it. Heck, I think even Spaige would like it. I wasn’t especially surprised by the twists that Basu provided, but I enjoyed all of them and I loved the end of the story. Now I can’t wait for more. Fortunately, it looks like I won’t have to, since the sequel comes out in July.
More after the break.