by Jeanette Winterson
Recommended Age: 11+

Mrs. Rokabye isn’t the only person who wants something that belongs to Silver. For starters, there is a shadowy man named Abel Darkwater, a clock collector and dealer who thinks Silver can lead him to a very special clock called the Timekeeper. Then there is the beautiful Regalia Mason, a scientist who heads a very powerful corporation, who very definitely does not want Silver to find the Timekeeper. Caught between them, Silver has nowhere to go but down — and down she goes, into the bowels of the city of London, where she is befriended by a strange clan of tunnel-dwelling “Throwbacks.” Only then does she begin to learn what a strange adventure she is in.
Silver’s adventure involves time travel, and a prophecy, and a black hole, and a hospital where patients are subjected to cruel experiments, and a border crossing where undesirable refugees are atomized, and a replica of the Vatican in which all the popes in history are gathered (including one particularly nasty character). It involves a woolly mammoth on the banks of the Thames, and

This book is an interesting blend of entertainment, science, and philosophy. The philosophy part may cause some discomfort, especially for Christians. The book depicts a possible version of the future in which the Catholic Church, together with God, comes to an end; it also goes on about the “birth of a new god” and makes references to death and rebirth, suggesting a possible connection with Hinduism or Buddhism. Most of this is well in the background, however. The comparison most often made in reviews of this book seems to name Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials trilogy, which (as my readers are aware) isn’t at all my cup of tea, but I personally wasn’t offended by this book. I only mention this as a heads-up for parents who are interested in keeping up with what their kids are reading, in case they want to prepare for a discussion of the concepts this book brings up.
This is Jeanette Winterson’s first novel for kids, following a series of adult books including the award-winning Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit. According to the author's bio, Winterson also owns a greengrocer’s market in London, which I suppose makes her well-qualified to assert that oranges are not the only fruit.

I would also compare it to Mark Lamb’s Farperoo, in terms of the oddness and originality of its fantasy vision, and a certain slight unevenness in pacing and style. It had lines that made me laugh out loud, moments that moved me, and scenes that I read with anxious intensity; however, it also made silly slips like attributing “How sharper than a serpent’s tooth” to the Bible (it’s actually Shakespeare, King Lear), and sometimes it just didn’t inspire my mental “movie projector” to create a picture of what it described. For me, this is a rare but annoying problem, and makes it hard to follow a narrative. In the last analysis, Tanglewreck leaves me interested to see what Winterson does next, before I make up my mind as to what I think of her work. I would encourage anyone to approach it the same way.
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