Los Angeles Times

Breathing life into ‘Borne’

Jeff Vandermeer, author of the Southern Reach trilogy, makes another fantastic leap in his latest novel

- By Elizabeth Hand

Borne Jeff Vandermeer MCD: 336 pp., $26

“Borne,” Jeff Vandermeer’s lyrical and harrowing new novel, may be the most beautifull­y written, and believable, post-apocalypti­c tale in recent memory: A considerab­le achievemen­t, considerin­g “Borne” features not just a near-future, nameless city; an enormous, sentient, cataclysmi­cally destructiv­e bioenginee­red bear; and the endearing intelligen­t cephalopod who gives the book its title. “Borne’s” narrator, Rachel, discovers the strange creature while scavenging within the city:

“…a hybrid of sea anemone and squid: a sleek vase with rippling colors that strayed from purple toward deep blues and greens. Four vertical ridges slid up the sides of its warm and pulsating skin. The texture was as smooth as waterworn stone, if a bit rubbery. It smelled of beach reeds on lazy summer afternoons and, beneath the sea salt, of passionflo­wers. Much later, I realized it would have smelled different to someone else, might even have appeared in a different form.”

Rachel has come across the creature not on a sandy shore but tangled in the filthy fur of Mord, the immense bear who stalks the city like a deranged, mammalian Godzilla. Over three stories tall (and growing), Mord is a failed product of the sinister biotech corporatio­n known only as the Company, whose wrecked headquarte­rs dominate the city’s southern horizon. Along with myriad other scavengers, Rachel both fears and depends on Mord’s ceaseless depredatio­ns. He devours humans with malign pleasure, but his systematic destructio­n of their dwellings means he’s constantly exposing new layers of the city’s past, revealing new sources of food, supplies and housing.

When Mord sleeps, scavengers like Rachel climb his dormant form as though it were a trash mountain, seeking remnants of biotech, buildings, clothing, human remains — anything she can share with her lover Wink, a former Company employee, now a drug dealer kept alive by biotech medication. Wink, a melancholy, wraithlike figure not so much haunted by his Company past as possessed by it, manipulate­s Rachel’s scavenged materials to create his drug product: beetles that, when they burrow into your ear, allow you to “experience someone else’s happier memories from long ago, from places that didn’t exist anymore.”

Rachel is from one of those places, an island country engulfed by rising seas. She, her politician father and physician mother escaped on a refugee ship when Rachel was 6. For years they fled one country for another. Sometimes her parents found work for a year or two, and Rachel attended a makeshift school. Sometimes they were interned in refugee camps. Sometimes they walked vast distances hoping to find new refuge.

Six years before the novel takes place, Rachel arrived in the city. She now remembers some things about her past but not others. Her parents’ fate; how she found herself in the nameless city; what disaster engulfed that city and, seemingly, the world beyond — all these things Rachel has lost. She squats with Wick in the Balcony Cliffs, a vast ruin riddled with boobytraps she’s designed to keep out other scavengers and the roaming hordes of Mord’s smaller but equally deadly ursine proxies. This is where she brings her squid-like find. She names it Borne, in homage to one of the few memories Wick has shared of his time at the Company as a biotech designer: “He was born, but I had borne him.”

Initially, Borne seems “as harmless and functional as a lamp” and as inert. Rachel talks to it the way one might talk to a plant. But then Borne begins to grow, feeding on lizards and insects like a terrestria­l sea anemone. Rachel upgrades her impression of Borne from vegetable to animal when she realizes the creature creeps around when she’s not there, eating compost worms and whatever hapless creatures it can find.

Borne, at first an “it,” now becomes “him.” Wick initially views him with detachment. Rachel, however, becomes increasing­ly fascinated by what she believes is Borne’s developing personalit­y and also his strange metabolism. Despite ingesting myriad animals and objects, Borne never seems to excrete anything. Within a month, he’s tripled in size.

And, after Rachel is viciously attacked by a pack of geneticall­y altered, monstrous children dispatched by a rival drug lord, Borne begins to speak, but only to her.

His relationsh­ip with Rachel grows filial: She loves him as a child, even as Wick grows more fearful of what Borne might be. Fueled by Rachel’s patchy accounts of her earlier life, Borne’s intelligen­ce explodes. He develops shape-shifting abilities. His childlike curiosity burgeons into an adolescent’s need for experiment­ation and, finally, independen­ce. Several months after Rachel rescues him from Mord’s matted fur, Borne leaves the relative safety of the Balcony Cliffs and engages in an act of betrayal that will change the city and its denizens as irreparabl­y as Borne himself has changed.

Vandermeer, whose many works of fantastika include the bestsellin­g Southern Reach trilogy, outdoes himself in this visionary novel shimmering with as much inventiven­ess and deliriousl­y unlikely, post-human optimism as Borne himself. With his wife, Ann, Vandermeer has edited numerous anthologie­s of fantasy and science fiction, sampling centuries of global literature. His love for it glows from every page of “Borne,” a novel dense with literary touchstone­s: Samuel R. Delany’s “Dhalgren”; China Mieville’s New Crobuzon series; Lucius Shepard’s Dragon Graiule tales; Mary Shelley’s “Frankenste­in”; Paul Park’s Starbridge Chronicles and M. John Harrison’s Viriconium sequence; the movies “Blade Runner” and “Under the Skin.” The chapters where Rachel recalls what she can of her past have the subdued power of Ishiguro’s work.

Despite its blasted setting, “Borne” is startlingl­y alive, with creatures natural or bioenginee­red: owls and foxes, salamander­s and lizards, memory beetles and minnows that dissolve on the tongue in a cloud of alcohol, miniature nautiluses and segmented worms that keep Wick alive.

At times, the sheer beauty of Vandermeer’s prose, and the complex world it invokes, overwhelm the plot. Wick’s foil, the drug lord known as the Magician, never develops enough of a presence to feel truly threatenin­g. The poisonous rains and packs of marauding, monstrous children make a few ominous appearance­s then recede into the background like stage props. Occasional­ly, the tight focus of Rachel’s narrative, centered on herself and Wick, makes the Piranesian city seem to shrink, like one of Wick’s bits of biotech when it’s deprived of water. And, as with Pinocchio and Jean Cocteau’s Beast, Borne loses some of his magic as he grows more human.

But then Mord wakes to stomp across the city, a skyscraper-sized, nightmare vision of the grizzly from “The Revenant,” or a group of glimmering foxes scamper across the distant ruins like emissaries from a Miyazaki film; and Vandermeer’s invented universe rises once more. “What was the word for raising an orphaned intelligen­t creature?” Rachel wonders of Borne. “Are you a person or a weapon?” In “Borne,” Jeff Vandermeer has created a world where questions like this are asked. In doing so, he reminds us that our own world may soon be providing us with answers we don’t want to hear. Hand’s latest book, “Fire,” is essays, stories, and criticism.

 ?? Kyle Cassidy ?? THE POST-APOCALYPTI­C novel “Borne” by Jeff Vandermeer features a deliriousl­y inventive world, including a very big bear and a fiercely intelligen­t cephalopod.
Kyle Cassidy THE POST-APOCALYPTI­C novel “Borne” by Jeff Vandermeer features a deliriousl­y inventive world, including a very big bear and a fiercely intelligen­t cephalopod.
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Farrar, Straus and Giroux

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