City of Stairs (2014) by Robert Jackson Bennett

CityofStairsThere’s a scene in the middle of Robert Jackson Bennett’s 2014 City of Stairs when an accident occurs at a repository of magical things, and magical things escape, and magical havoc sort of happens, and I was reminded of that scene from Ghostbusters when the evil, party-pooping EPA agent forces the maverick, but well-intentioned ghostbusters to shut down their certainly, most definitely, totally safe nuclear-powered ghost storage unit, and then all the crazy ghosts escape and it’s totally the EPA’s fault, and definitely not the fault of the ghostbusters for storing those ghosts in an uncertified nuclear receptacle in the first place. And then Slimer gets out and slimes some ladies on the street, and then takes a cab to go see Cats. Right?

My memory is fuzzy, but yeah, screw you, EPA agent guy and your stupid anti-nuclear ways. You are definitely an appropriate villain for an eighties movie while the ozone is depleting. A rusty, nuclear-powered receptacle in the middle of Manhattan is okay. Egon said it was cool. You should listen to Egon.

Anyway, nothing like that happens in City of Stairs. It just reminded me of it and I realized how truly irresponsible that movie is.

Lots of great things have already been said about City of Stairs, prompting the typical hype-driven curiosity from this reader. Despite being unlike most of the fiction I currently read, its synopsis hearkens to a time when I did read more fantasy, tugging at a long buried desire  to recover those days of easily suspended disbelief, since dampened by an evolved sense of adult cynicism. But those days are long gone, and to expect anything out of a magic carpet ride besides sitting motionlessly on the floor is a failure of my expectations as a reader, and not the failure of a good story. City of Stairs is just that– a good story. I’m not blown away like its many fans, but it’s good. It’s cute. It’s exciting. It’s a week later and I can’t remember the main character’s name. *Googling*

Ahem.

Ashara Thivani, a.k.a. Shara, a diplomat of the Saypuri empire, goes to Bulikov, a.k.a. “The Divine City,” or “The City of Stairs,” to investigate the mysterious murder of her dear mentor, Dr. Efrem Pangyui, an expert in divine historical studies, which is a prohibited discipline on the Saypuri-ruled continent. With her grizzled secretary Hagrid—I mean, Sigrud,– Shara’s investigations reveal more than the motivations behind Efrem’s murder. In a Divine City, where the Divine have either been killed or vanished, and religious practice is prohibited, someone is working to reawaken the mystical powers of the lost deities.

Upon reading the synopsis of City of Stairs, with its emphasis on history, and the notes of the murdered historian used as clues, one might expect the depths (and footnotes) of an imaginary past, like what we love in Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell. Look elsewhere. With its references to tense peace between nations with a wobbly imperialist past, replete with an undercurrent of civil unrest, one gets the feeling that this might be a Miévillian-style puzzler, a la The City & the City. It’s not. And with its discussions about long dead deities and their violent conflicts, one might expect a Gaiman-flavored mythological darkness. But you won’t find that here, either. Instead, readers can expect the tone and style of Harry Potter, with its unquestioning comradery, stumbled-upon good luck, and wavering, but charming good guys, but with more violence. Harry Potter and the Professor’s Hypocritically Collected List of Contraband Magickal Artifacts, let’s say.

And like Harry Potter, it’s a fun, magical fantasy romp—the kind you might recommend to your mom to read over the holidays, as long as she’s okay with a homosexual male character (who only acts romantically toward females during the narrative, so no biggie) and murdered deities (they aren’t the Judeo-Christian god, so it’s okay!). The characters have fun, quirky interchanges with one another, the action scenes are unique, vivid, and even intense at times. And it all wraps up with a satisfying, heartwarming ending that you might see coming from a mile away but your mom probably won’t.

But you, Dear Reader, are not your mom. And you might need more. Some things might niggle your overdeveloped genre muscles.

For one thing, it might feel predictable, although not necessarily in a boring way. Bennett plays a bit heavy-handed with the foreshadowing, and major conclusions can be drawn about the mysterious nature of his world and his protagonist long before the big reveal. For myself, I managed to accurately predict his biggest revelations at the 70% and 80% points of the novel, and long before the actual unveiling of this key information. Part of the fault lies with Bennett’s best strength—his story is methodical and precise, and his plot points fit together like big chunks of laser-cut brick. They fit so well together, the big picture can be detected early on. This might bother people who prefer a more challenging or surprising read, but the final action sequences are fun enough to distract from the afore-acquired spoilers.

In addition, much of the tale is driven by  dialogue that rings false considering that many of the main characters have long histories with one another. In reality, these characters have no need to remind one another of “that last time you did this…,” or “remember who you’re related to…,” or “we talked about this already…” In one particular scene, Shara prepares an elaborate Saypuri feast while she TALKS THROUGH her mystery solving thinking process to her comrades. She slices, dices, purees, and simmers while putting the whole story together for her patiently hungry friends. Then, her friends dine, but she doesn’t because SHE ISN’T HUNGRY. This entire scene took me completely out of the narrative because it felt so false and forced and cutesy.

And why she gotta be cookin’? Was she out of yarn to knit socks?

 

But that’s the essential tone of this novel, and that’s where it lost me. It’s a comfortable, magical fantasy ride that shallowly addresses mildly sensitive topics, without really disturbing the status quo. In the end, we have a ball-busting, fearless, intelligent female diplomat, but she also cooks perfect meals, barely eats any of it, and she needs a grizzled man-beast (with no will to live) to protect her from dangerous enemies, even though she can inexplicably do magic, sometimes, but not at other times, and we aren’t sure why. And many situations occur because Shara or Sigrud happen to be in the right place at the right time, hence the stumbled-upon good luck with which we are familiar from YA magical fantasies.

CityofStairs2Overall, the story itself is a fun, smooth read that devoted fantasy fans will adore. Despite its almost 500 pages, I found it to be a quick, inviting tale, with interesting character interactions (if you can ignore the funnily modern lingo employed by these citizens of this vaguely devolved, semi-Victorian era).  And, really, the action scenes are the best part, with a couple of real nail-biters. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, and sometimes a magical fantasy story is just that– a magical fantasy story, and shame on me for wanting more. (Although it does invoke the question, why bother to spin a fantasy based on themes of imperialism, oppression, mythology, gender, and sexuality, if you aren’t going to do something truly progressive or subversive with it?)

Do I recommend this to most people? Yes. Do I recommend this to most readers of this blog? Probably not. Is it amazing? No. But it is ideal for mainstream readers looking to graduate from the Rowlingverse.

Psst, people who have read this book: [Did we ever find out where the stairs go? When we see the “old Bulikov,” I feel like Jackson neglected this key world-building moment. Or did I miss it?]

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25 thoughts on “City of Stairs (2014) by Robert Jackson Bennett

  1. fromcouchtomoon says:

    And I promise I’ll stop the “Dear Reader” BS. Not sure where that came from.

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  2. Rabindranauth says:

    Well I read 95% fantasy, so saying I practically inhaled this is an understatement, lol. I agree about it being hardcore escapist fantasy, though. A lot of folks are throwing it around as a genre defier but that’s mostly folks talking about what sub genre to shove it in. Sucks it didn’t work out for you, though!

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    • fromcouchtomoon says:

      It did work out. It really did. I very much enjoyed it.

      But genre defier? I didn’t realize people are calling it that. I just don’t see how… Subgenre defier? It’s clearly steam-myth-history-mystery-magic-punk, but without the punk. 😛

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  3. Great review. It’s getting a lot of publicity and I almost requested a review copy from all the buzz, but I talked myself out of it. Kind of thinking it was the right choice after reading your review… I have enough books to read add it is 😛

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    • fromcouchtomoon says:

      Yeah, I don’t think you’d be that into it.

      I think between this, Gibson, and VanderMeer, my recent release craving has been sated. Time for more vintage.

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  4. wildbilbo says:

    Interesting review when most I’ve read are positive. This shall remain on the TBR list anyway as personally I’m pretty forgiving 🙂

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  5. I read the staircases as metaphors for the folly of religion, i.e., they lead nowhere.

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  6. Jesse says:

    I read the comments too quickly and saw ‘genre deifier’, not ‘genre defier’. What a difference a letter makes!

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    • fromcouchtomoon says:

      Haha! If you ever find a ‘genre deifier,’ please let me know because that would be the best book ever.

      Have you read City of Stairs yet? Of all the bloggers I follow, I’ve been most curious about your take on it.

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      • Jesse says:

        I have not read it. Like Admiral Ironbombs above, I thought about it but ultimately passed. I sometimes also give in to hype, but this wasn’t a time. The deciding moment was Tor.com’s coverage. The fact they were so gush-gush tipped me off that it would either be pretentiously politically correct (which your review reveals it is not) or a warm, cozy read that is readily accessible but lacks a great deal of sub-text (which your review does reveal it to be). Based on your review (can you tell I enjoyed it? 🙂 I surmise that after a tough week it’s probably a very nice book to slip into, but spending the bucks on the new price I can’t justify when there are many other such books sitting on my shelves. Someday if I see it in the bargain bin, I’ll pick it up.

        Genre deifier, I suppose for many, particularly that group who think fantasy = epic fantasy, Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings is god. But with Martin’s success, I wouldn’t be so sure the new generation venerate him less. From the broader view, Shakespeare is already a god, and many of his most famous works are works of the fantastic. I’m just not sure what kind of lasting influence that aspect of his work has had. On the other hand, we have come to view Homer’s writings as not only mythic (i.e beyond reality), but also canonical, and the amount of fantasy tinged with myth since is pervasive. But of course, fantasy does not equal mythic fantasy. (There were no dragons in the Iliad. 😉 Kafka wrote works that push the limits of reality, and he certainly has a strong following. Garcia Marquez has had an untold influence on a continent of writers and beyond. And the list goes on… But any one deifier of genre, I’m with you, I don’t know. I’d love to see the ultimate fantasy book. Then again, what do you get when you mix all the colors together? Brown.

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  7. fromcouchtomoon says:

    Pretentiously politically correct — no. I think that’s what the author was going for, but it feels more like a superficial overlay of social justice, but none of the threads are pulled all the way through. Certain characters and social descriptors feel wedged in for this purpose, but aren’t treated as considerately or deeply as one might expect.

    Subtext– no, but there is “overtext.” Even the idea of “the stairs leading nowhere is a metaphor” is directly stated by a character in the novel.

    So you’re saying the ultimate fantasy book is The Lord of the Midsummer’s Metamorphosis in Solitude? Is that what you’re saying? ;-P

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  8. Another great review. And if I’m reading you right, City Of Stairs isn’t likely to be one of those stories that I’ll be reading multiple times, and insist on having my children read. (If I ever have any that is.)

    Anyway, while I’m always dubious of anything that generates a lot of hype, I was cautiously optimistic about this one. Your review has dampened my enthusiasm a little bit, but I guess not all books have to be life changing masterpieces to still be enjoyable.

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    • fromcouchtomoon says:

      People love love love this book, but no, I would never call this a masterpiece. It’s still an enjoyable story that most people won’t regret reading.

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  9. Very well put I think. If I was reading this for anything other than a need for immersion and quickly purchased joy, I might have noticed. But I didn’t, which is why I read your reviews, so you can remind me about all the things I’m missing when I’m looking off somewhere else. I have such a hype allergy that I was expecting this book to be a total fail for me, so I was happy that I could enjoy it for that aspect, which is of course what it does best.

    I do have to admit I didn’t see most of the ending coming, again, I think because my mind was off on vacation. The only thing I figured out pretty much as soon as it was mentioned as a thing was Sigrud’s story. His back story felt kind of pat, though ignoring that I couldn’t help but like him a lot.

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  10. […] From Couch to Moon on City of Stairs: “And like Harry Potter, it’s a fun, magical fantasy romp—the kind you might recommend to your mom to read over the holidays, as long as she’s okay with a homosexual male character (who only acts romantically toward females during the narrative, so no biggie) and murdered deities (they aren’t the Judeo-Christian god, so it’s okay!). The characters have fun, quirky interchanges with one another, the action scenes are unique, vivid, and even intense at times. And it all wraps up with a satisfying, heartwarming ending that you might see coming from a mile away but your mom probably won’t.” Read her full review here. […]

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