Under the streets of London there’s a place most people could never even dream of.
A city of monsters and saints, murderers and angels, knights in armour and pale girls in black velvet.
This is the city of the people who have fallen between the cracks. Richard Mayhew, a young businessman, is going to find out more than enough about this other London.
A single act of kindness catapults him out of his workday existence and into a world that is at once eerily familiar and utterly bizarre.
And a strange destiny awaits him down here, beneath his native city… Neverwhere.
Contrary to the popular opinion, I did not think this book was great. Urban fantasy novels are quite interesting when done right but this story was really formulaic and the characters were either pushed to extremes or underdeveloped. BBC also decided to create a mini-series to go with this book and man, was it bad. It was so bad it made the book feel better by comparison.
I think it would have been a really good story if Richard wasn’t in it. Is he an adult or a child? The main character never does anything of his own volition, just follows along being kept safe by others. (he throws in literally one or two actions to defend against this, but that’s all and even those are weak and flat). If Gaiman was trying to make him sound naive, he only succeeded in making him seem juvenile, childish and stupid. It really grated on my nerves. I loved the adventures but they were a bit slow going and a little bit obvious and I quite enjoyed the ending but predicted it, so was fulfilled like I would be with a true Romance happy ending.
I do like Gaiman’s writing, just his hugely innovative story ideas fail to reach any satisfying end for me. It picks up and it just crumbles away.