Unnatural History is the first book in the Pax Brittannia series, written by Jonathan Green. The story is set in 1997 in an alternate universe, steampunk era London. In this universe the British Empire has continued to flourish under Queen Victoria, now in her 160th year of rule. The Magna Britannia Empire now controls two-thirds of the Earth and has colonies on the Moon and Mars. Through references made to the Challenger Wing of the London Zoo, containing living dinosaurs, it can be assumed that this is set in the Lost World universe, created by Arthur Conan Doyle. That was, however, tossed in there as a stray fact and never explained. Stray snippets of information, which intrigued but were never explained, were a recurring theme in this novel.
The hero of our story is Ulysses Quicksilver, an adventurer, dandy gentleman, and agent of the crown. He made a grand entrance in the prologue, having been missing and presumed dead for 18 months after a hot air balloon accident in the Himalayas. He survived, and in somewhat stereotypical fashion was rescued and trained in the mental and martial arts by a band of monks. It did at least make for an interesting backstory, and his entrance made for an intriguing setup. Then neither the backstory nor that entrance ever became relevant to the story or to the character development again.
This book was extremely inconsistent. The initial mystery of a break-in and death at the Natural History Museum was very engaging. That entire mystery was solved, lock, stock and barrel, within about the first third of the book. Then we jumped ahead in a somewhat jarring fashion and moved forward as a diabolical plan continued to unfold. This tendency to jump ahead in the story and leave previous elements behind was a trend in the book. It got much more frustrating as the story progressed. Several times there were very good cliffhanger sections, which were then neatly resolved with Ulysses Quicksilver appearing in another scene with scarcely a mention of what should have a dramatic near-death moment. To me the intent was for it to appear pulpish, or reminiscent of old serialized radio adventures. In most cases though the discontinuity was too jarring for me to enjoy.
By the second half of the novel these near-death moments ceased to be dramatic. There were quite a few of them throughout the book. It became apparent that Quicksilver relied on some sort of sixth sense to warn him of danger in advance. This was never explained in the story and was written as if it had been well-established. Quicksilver also got himself out of situations more often by luck than by any particular skill. Deus ex machina was his best friend in the story, topping his painfully loyal manservant Nimrod. As much as that man put up with at the hands of Quicksilver that name must be apt. The author may have been going for a Bruce Wayne-Alfred relationship there, but it didn’t quite work.
In many cases it seemed like I was reading about characters and relationships that had been well established previously, although as best I can determine this is the debut novel for these characters. Case in point, Quicksilver’s archenemy, Jago Kane. Kane I think is Moriarty to Quicksilver’s Holmes. Quicksilver has a hatred of Kane, to the point that it breaks his otherwise dapper demeanor. Kane returns Quicksilver’s loathing. It is implied that the two have had at least one dramatic duel to the death in the past, at which time Kane was presumed killed. But again, all this information was assumed to be common knowledge and glossed over beyond just a basic snippet.
The two traded sneers, blows, and barbs that were not particularly snappy or well-written. But those scenes seemed far more important to the characters than to me, the reader. Despite the hatred Kane turned to Quicksilver to get vengeance for a double cross. I know that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, but as much as these two loathed each other, it seemed out of character. It felt like another case of forcing an issue to impart information to the main character.
In the end, against all odds, and thanks to more luck than skill Ulysses Quicksilver saved the day. Compliments of a full exposition of his evil master plan by the villain at a time when he could have been easily putting the finishing touches on his conquest or escaping, we got a full recap of the elaborately diabolical plan for destroying the British Empire as we know it and rebuilding it from the ashes, just in case all that wasn’t made pretty clear during the story from Quicksilver recapping the facts. That may have been to try to establish him as brilliant like Sherlock Holmes, but with all the luck he had to survive and save the day, I didn’t buy it. Nimrod did as much of the work as Quicksilver.
The bad guy? He escaped anyway thanks to a convenient ladder attached to a zeppelin that floated within reach at the perfect moment. That about sums up the story. Ulysses followed him to try to catch him, but jumped out of the exploding zeppelin, only to be saved from certain death by a pterodactyl that snagged him in mid air in an effort to make a meal. It then fortunately dropped him in the Thames River from a very low height. That may sum up the story even better. The final epilogue was meant to add more depth and mystery to the conspiracy against the British Empire. But it just made things seem more over the top, like no matter how high up into this conspiracy you get there’s always a higher level, and everyone, no matter what side they’re on, is a pawn in some master plan.
If you’re a fan of Britain, of steampunk, of almost non-stop death defying stunts and action by a smugly dapper British gent, or of dinosaurs or Neanderthals running amok, perhaps you’ll find this book to be rollicking fun. But I thought the constant brushes with death, miraculous brushes with good luck, characters that were both too flat and too over the top, and dialogue that alternated between British flair and not being well done or sounding British to me, almost as if two people shared the dialogue writing, caused it problems. The story started out well but seemed to lose a whole lot of steam in the second half.
To me Ulysses Quicksilver is not Sherlock Holmes. He’s not James Bond. He’s not Doctor Who. I don’t even think he’s Austin Powers. After reading the story it seems like he’s gotten to where he has in life by being extremely lucky, in the right place at the right time, and having a loyal butler who deserves a raise.









