Dead Air is the story of an aggressively political shock jock set in the aftermath of September 11th, and the rather strange love affair that he inadvertently slides into. In between making his political diatribes on air, Ken Nott lives the fast life of a minor celebrity full of parties, booze, drugs and women. And that’s about it. I was disappointed by the lack of substance in this book; Ken Nott is not a nice man (I was unable to empathise with him at any time in the story) and a large part of the book is devoted to his political rants which felt like nothing more than Banks taking a very self-indulgent swing at just about every political target he could find. Banks’s politics are never far away from his mainstream (non science fiction) writing and that’s something the reader must accept if reading his work, but here any restraint he might normally have applied has been completely lifted. All Nott’s targets and political points were standard predictable liberal complaints about intolerance, racism, interference, oppression etc. All good points but all far too well worn long before this book was published and they rapidly became no more than tedious passages (best skipped) that contributed nothing to, and left little room for, what was ultimately a fairly thin plot.
Probably the most disappointing book I have yet read from Banks.
Probably the most disappointing book I have yet read from Banks.