One week after their eleventh birthday, the Fowl twins–scientist Myles, and Beckett, the force of nature–are left in the care of house security (NANNI) for a single night. In that time they befriend a troll who has clawed his way through the earth’s crust to the surface. Unfortunately for the troll, he is being chased by a nefarious nobleman and an interrogating nun, who both need the magical creature for their own gain, as well as a fairy-in-training who has been assigned to protect him. The boys and their new troll best friend escape and go on the run. Along the way they get shot at, kidnapped, buried, arrested, threatened, killed (temporarily), and discover that the strongest bond in the world is not the one forged by covalent electrons in adjacent atoms, but the one that exists between a pair of twins.
Myles was amazed. “That was really clever.”
“I know,” said Beckett. “Don’t tell anyone.”
I didn’t expect to review this book, and nearly didn’t. In fact, I didn’t expect to actually like reading this book. In fact, I expected to get a chapter or two in and drop it. I loved the Artemis Fowl series when I was 12. I’m no longer twelve and my last reread of the series ended up souring my like of it.
If I were still 12 I would have adored The Fowl Twins. Now that I’m 28, I’m just surprised I liked it as much as I did. The book is completely ridiculous. It takes all of the problems I had with the end of the Artemis Fowl series, turned it up to 11, and somehow made it work.
The technology is out of control. If you’re wondering what Artemis Fowl is up to in this book, Artemis is taking a partially biotechnical rocket to Mars to study the planet. And that is just one of many ridiculously outlandish technological growths that have happened in the scant few years between The Last Guardian and The Fowl Twins.
Then there is the fact that the book has two bad guys, working separately the entire time. They don’t even really meet up in the middle to work together. And if that wasn’t bad enough, one of them is an 150 year old Duke.
And one of them is a nun that is part of a collaboration between countries to search out the fairie threat.
A nun who specializes in ‘nun’terrogations.
And then there are the Fowl twins themselves. Myles is the spitting image of Artemis, but made even more so. He tries to outdo his brother in everything. And that includes being annoying. Then there is Beckett who plays as being simple, but is actually sort of smart. But who likes bugs and mud and animals, and who used to keep a goldfish in his pocket. He is the physical part of the duo. Myles Thinks, Beckett Does.
And honestly this book just works so much better than I thought it would. Eoin Colfer took me back to what I loved about the series in the first Artemis Fowl book. Every part just worked well with the other parts. Myles on his own would have been annoying as all hell, and just a repeat of Artemis. But with Beckett balancing him out it works great. The Nun and the Lord on their own are ridiculous, but working on opposites just kind of somehow worked out for me. The story of the twins getting kidnapped to lure a fairy – which they don’t even believe in at the start of the book – should have been ridiculous but ended up being really interesting for the worldbuilding and continuation of the story.
I’m just surprised.