Hell's Heart by Alexis Hall
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Funnily enough, I haven't read any of Alexis Hall's other novels, but I've heard of them. Wild romance. Well, here's some great news, romance fans: this will wrap a hand around your neck and pump away at you, too, for this novel can honestly claim to be a wild, obsessional, utterly MAD and tragic romance.

And it also has lots of sex.

Let's get real here. I've read a couple of great SFs that do real homage to Moby Dick, even brilliantly, like Delany's Nova. But this one? It's probably one of the closest translations to the original, only done up as a crazily-sexed sapphic self-destructive ride in Jupiter's lively kaju-infested ocean, complete with massive amounts of fanaticism, profit-insanity, madness-ichor...

and pure, pure obsession.

I'm a fan of the original novel, so I'm telling you that I'm mightily impressed at the SFnal scope (cyborgs, poverty dystopia, and wild leviathans) overlaying such a beloved classic.

It's rich. And wild, I say. Wild.

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