The Passage — Justin Cronin

Apocalypse literature, when done right, can inform us about our own contemporary society. It can satirize our values; it can thrill us; it can astound us with its sheer uncanniness. I’m thinking of Russell Hoban’s Ridley Walker, Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle, Margaret Atwood’s dystopian novels, Cormac McCarthy’s novels Blood Meridian (yeah, Blood Meridian is an end-of-the-world novel) and The Road, Aldous Huxley’s Ape and Essence and Brave New World. There are many more of course–hell, even the Bible is bookended by the apocalypse of the flood (and Noah’s escape) and the Revelation to John. Then there are the movies, too many to name in full at this point (China Miéville even called for a “breather” a while back), but the ones that work become indelible touchstones in our culture (George Romero’s zombie films and Children of Men spring immediately to mind).

So, my interest in such works foregrounded, perhaps I should get to the business of reviewing Justin Cronin’s massive virus-vampire apocalypse saga/blatant money-making venture The Passage. But before I do, let me get anecdotal: earlier this summer, because of my aforementioned interest in apocalypse lit I tried to listen to the unabridged audiobook version of Stephen King’s The Stand. I bring this up here because Cronin’s book is utterly derivative of The Stand. I also bring it up because I had the good sense to quit The Stand almost exactly half way through–good sense I did not extend to The Passage. Yes, dear reader, I listened to the whole damn audiobook, all 37 hours of it. It helped that I had a home renovation project going that took up most of this week. So I listened to Cronin’s dreadful prose, hacky twists, and derivative plots while sanding joint compound and painting for eight hours at a stretch. True, it’s a much easier audiobook to follow than, say, something by Dostoevsky–but that’s only because anyone with a working knowledge of apocalypse tropes has already seen and heard it all before.

So what is it? In The Passage a government virus turns people into vampire-like zombies with hive mines. There’s a mystical little girl at the center of it all. Does she hold the key to mankind’s salvation? Does all of this sound terribly familiar? Cronin’s book begins in the not-too-distant future, tracing the origins of the virus that will unleash doom and gloom; then, about a third of the way in, he skips ahead about a 100 years to explore what life is like for the survivors. While the commercial prose had taxed me about as far as I could go, I have to admit that this twist a third of the way in intrigued me–what would life be like for these folks? What savagery did the “virals” (also called “smokes,” “dracs,” and a few other names I can’t remember) unleash? Luckily, there’s plenty of exposition, exposition, exposition! Cronin saturates the second part of his novel with so much background information that he essentially ruins any chance the book has to breathe. There’s no mystery, no strangeness–just many, many derivative plots and creaky set-pieces thinly connected with enough chapter-ending cliffhangers to make Scheherazade blush. This wouldn’t be so bad if Cronin’s characters weren’t stock types that would seem more at home in an RPG than, I don’t know, a novel. It’s hard to care about them as it is, but as the novel progresses he frequently puts them in mortal peril and then saves them at the last-minute–again and again and again. The derivative nature of The Passage wouldn’t smart so much if the characters weren’t so flat and the prose so mundane. The action scenes are fine–just fine–but when Cronin gets around to like, expressing themes and ideas the results are risible. It’s like the worst of Battlestar Galactica (you know, those last three seasons), maudlin soap opera that tips into mushy metaphysics.

But I fear I’ve broken John Updike’s foremost rule for reviewing books — “Try to understand what the author wished to do, and do not blame him for not achieving what he did not attempt.” I think that Cronin has set out to make money here, and he’s written the type of book that will do that, the kind of book that will make some (many) people think that they are reading some kind of intellectual alternative to those Twilight books. There will be sequels and there will be movies and there will be lots and lots of money, enough for Cronin to swim in probably, if he wishes. In the meantime, go ahead and skip The Passage.

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8 comments

  1. Leah Raeder · August 15, 2010

    The book was sold as a trilogy at the fast-forward-one-century bit, which is fairly obvious. At that point it devolves from rambling literary denseness to cliché-ridden wannabe-screenplay, complete with Obligatory Vehicle Chases and Guns, Lots of.

    But I have to disagree that the action scenes were “fine”–even “*just* fine.” Remember “The Night of Blades and Stars?” All of that inane build-up, and then he just skips to the next morning and tells us who lived and who died, with a few cursory flashbacks.

    Cronin seems uncomfortable writing action. I had a hard time visualizing most of the big “set piece” spectacles, particularly the train chase. He spends too much time describing ancillary detail, like the trek up the floors of the Milagro, and too little on the important bits, like what happened later that night. Then we’re told that everything worked out, and the characters involved don’t remember what happened–or they do, but don’t want to talk about it.

    Where, oh where, was his editor in all of this? Bad plotting. Uneven focus. Lack of commitment to consequences so no one is ever really dead. Repeated junk phrases (“commenced to…”) and embarrassing typos (“wretching”). And let’s not even start on the numerous factual errors (gasoline, rubber, canned food, roads, and train tracks being usable after 90 years, etc.).

    Cronin simply sold the book too early, and either didn’t have the time (publisher pressure?) or inclination to complete it at a level equal to the first third. From the poorly-researched and implausible hijinks that occur in post-Amy PASSAGE, I’m not sure it would have been much better if he’d let it bake a while.

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    • Biblioklept · August 15, 2010

      I agree, Cronin’s pretty bad at evoking action. I guess I was trying to be sorta even-handed when I was trashing his book . . . I can only think of a handful of writers who are actually good at creating visceral, immediate action — Cormac McCarthy (particularly in the Border Trilogy) comes to mind. You actually seem to recall more of it than I do, like, names of places and times. I don’t get why Hollywood even needed this book to make a film (to add legitimacy maybe?) — it’s so derivative of so many post-apocalyptic films already. I kept thinking of the schlock film *Doomsday* while I was “reading” the book (on mp3) — it’s a straight-up unrepentant mishmash of apocalypse/zombie films, utterly derivative, wholly unoriginal, but lots and lots of fun. And only 85 minutes. This book was 37 hours and had no right to be.

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  2. thejamminjabber · August 15, 2010

    I enjoyed The Passage, but feel it’s a tad overrated. I guess that comes with the territory, no? Glad some people here feel the same way.

    http://chuckpalahniuk.net/reviews/the-passage

    http://thejamminjabber.com/2010/09/20/you-cant-spell-the-passage-without-ass-age/

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  4. Michael Vick · August 15, 2010

    So you love Apocalyptic books but don’t like The Stand? Is that possible? Where is mention of Robert Mccammon’s Swan Song? I read your whole review (which I should have done the smart thing and stopped after half), and I’m still confused as to what you liked and didn’t like. I’m currently reading The Passage, so I cant say whether it’s good or not, or write my own review, but yours is terrible. Absolute terrible review. WON’T BE READING ANYMORE OF YOUR STUFF.

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    • Biblioklept · August 15, 2010

      Michael, if you like genre-hack stuff, this isn’t the site for you. Michael, you probably need to just stick to stuff like King if you had trouble comprehending this review. Michael, McMannon is likely to be mentioned on other hack-oriented sites. Michael, I suggest you just go back to torturing dogs and throwing interceptions and getting benched in favor of Nick Foles.

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