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1st book review of 2026 - thoughts on Infernal Devices by Phillip Reeve
Just finished book 3 of Mortal Engines, Infernal Devices. Was very surprised to see the negative Goodreads reviews. I thought this one was just as solid as I remembered. I suppose this is one of those cases of an aggregator where everyone can review a book meaning we get an overfill of reviews like "I didn't like X character and thought they were mean therefore I'm giving the book 2 stars!" which is absolute ass-backwards logic. You mean the writer succeeded in giving you a strong emotional response to a character...
Spoilers for the full book under the cut
Finally reading Web Of Air and Scrivener's Moon after years of being obsessed with Mortal Engines and Fever Crumb but being too chicken to read the other two Fever books.
I decided on a wacky reading order; I did Fever Crumb first, then Mortal Engines and Predator's Gold, I just finished Web Of Air last night and started Scrivener's Moon, then I'm going to do Infernal Devices and A Darkling Plain.
I'll be back with a full opinion piece later.
You aren't a hero and I'm not beautiful and we probably won't live happily ever after But we're alive and together and we're going to be all right
OK. I’m not still angry about the movie, but right, this is the show point. Aside of the enviromentalism anti-capitalist stuff, EVERYTHING, every arc, relationship, betrayal, triumph and horror in the series is all about this. Hester carries guilt and shadows and hate with her, let alone look at herself she can’t even think about herself without being overtaken with what happened to her. She can’t be a hero, she’s saved the world multiple times but she looks at herself and see’s a villainous, vengeful broken doll who self sabotages because, look at this face it could not belong to someone who is right or deserves happiness. And that’s it, it’s not complicated, it’s her whole character. Tom is introduced daydreaming about being the hero, and discovers through his adventure that he’s normal and spends his whole life trying to return to that as he spends the series trying to hide from praise for his heroics that he see’s as murder, and slowly dying of a meaningless injury. Neither of them are heroes, and neither of them are beautiful. They are broken and beaten and praised but they’re people and only people. That’s the point. AND THE MOVIE MADE THEM BOTH BEAUTIFUL HEROES. Not people, superheroes, she’s beautiful has a only you can save the world destiny and he lives out his daydream and discovers that he’s just like Valentine just a good guy. The movie Tom and Hester would not die, unknown in Erdene Shan. Everything about them that makes that end perfect is gone, instead they’d be conquering heroes who’d blow up Stalker Fang and quip about and return to New London victorious to get medals. They are Valentines.
A few years ago I created a fan-design for a cover for a book I love, Mortal Engines. I really liked it, and I always wanted to create one for one of its sequels too.
Infernal Devices isn’t the direct sequel, it’s actually the third in the quartet, but it’s set to a large extent in (the Municipal-Darwinism-future version of) my silly beloved hometown, Brighton. So it’s the other one in the series that I yearned to base a design on.
Appropriately enough it ended up being this year, when I came home from my usual city of residence, London, to isolate with my family back in Brighton, and started thinking about a permanent move back to the city, that I picked this project back up. The last few weeks have been characterised by me mulling over flat listings and drawing this.
Philip Reeve also comes from Brighton. He went to the same Junior school as I did, I found out! And he wrote Brighton in a way I think only born-and-bred Brightonites would understand, with a kind of vicious affection. Maybe that’s the way a lot of people feel about their hometowns. But Brighton does have a very unique image and character and this thing where it’s not the kind of place you come from, it’s the kind of place you visit or move to. Coming from Brighton is a bit like coming from Disneyland.
So I really appreciate his depiction of Brighton in all its tacky, beautiful, self-satisfied, generous glory and I’m delighted to feel I have finally drawn something to represent that.
Did she mean it? Or was it just one of those loves you end letters with, not trying to convey desire, just ending.
Welcome back, and now for a thing literally no one asked for: this is temporarily becoming a Mortal Engines fanblog.
Because, y’all, the movie was amazing.
To be clear, I read the books growing up and loved them. And the movie was different, yes, but also good. Yes, they way toned down Hester and Tom’s romance (the one straight romance I’ve ever loved) but it still worked, in that she didn’t need romance, just someone to trust.
Also, as far as Hester is concerned, when I was growing up I loved her. And now, watching the movie, years later and living as another gender, it struck me why I related to her. Having been through trauma changes you. I’ve felt like she has, murderous, vengeful, despairing. Had the opportunity been given to me to cut out all my emotions I would’ve taken it. I fell in love with Hester again. I cheered for her. And dear god seeing her smile and laugh at the end was the best thing ever.
Also, while we are talking about immortality, Shrike was amazing. I love me my immortal cyborg killing machine greatly.
And of course dear god the visuals were amazing. The opening was spectacular. Just: the world took sixty seconds to die, let’s throw you into a chase scene reminiscent of Fury Road but with cities, and London growing closer and closer inexorably. It was grim, and tense, and fantastic. And the airships too! The finale was like a steampunk Battle of Yavin in the best possible way.
And finally, Anna Fang. What can I say. A butch icon. Classy pirate lady. The coat. The hair. The ass kicking. The chainmail tank top. I’m gay, and as far as I’m concerned she is peak post-apocalyptic lesbian goals.
The movie will almost certainly bomb and be forgotten but y’all should see it.