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H20

CENTRAL QUESTION: What happens when you blow the whistle, and it’s out of everybody’s range of hearing?

H20

Thomas March
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Hayden Shivers, the narrator of Mark Swartz’s H2O, designs water filtration systems for a living—not a bad job in 2020, when a worldwide shortage of clean and potable water sets the stage for global corporate opportunism that makes today’s oil market look like a church bake sale. Shivers’ star rises when he discovers a mysterious fungus from Malta that somehow secretes more water than it absorbs. Trying to understand how it works is hard enough, but figuring out what his corporate masters plan to do with it forces Shivers to choose between the temptations of personal gain and the less remunerative virtues of the truth. Yes, this is the case of the Maltese Fungus.

Swartz’s Chicago doesn’t offer a very pretty view of the future. Thanks to the outsourcing of public services, Shivers’ employer, mega-corporation Drixa, controls the water supply for Chicago, now a city-state that delivers water across the Midwest. But maybe this is a hopeful dystopia. Drixa is, after all, kind to those who protest its water products—it even pays for their flyers. And once Shivers relinquishes ownership of his breakthrough discovery, he’ll become Chief Engineer. As he tries to figure out the fungus, though, he finds it harder to ignore how the company, protesters, and press direct the flow of both water and information. The more deeply he’s involved in Drixa’s preparations to market its new product, “H2O,” the more uncertain Shivers becomes about Drixa’s intentions—and, ultimately, about his own ability to fish out, from the company’s flood of misinformation, whatever truths might remain.

Shivers’ voice is equal parts bravado and self-recrimination, mimicking film noir private dicks, reluctant adventurers, and generations of their hard-boiled progeny. The classic elements of their stories are all here—including the charming villain (Drixa’s director, Lionel Dawson), and a couple of femmes fatales (craven careerist Miyumi Park and activist Aqua Bella). Shivers stumbles on the enigmatic fungus—and its attendant environmental and ethical problems—just as haplessly as the cinema shamus who can’t resist the lady who walks in with cash, no appointment, and the wrong kind of case.

Detective work seems to come as naturally as filtration design to Shivers, a lifelong film fanatic.The heroes of the movies he loves separate the true from the false,the reliable from the unreliable.The depth of Shivers’ detective identification is clear, especially in his use of similes; they echo his screen idols’ exaggerated reaches for novelty, which always suggest their sorrow at having seen it all. “The famous skyline kept its distance like a doctor consulting a beautiful woman about her terminal illness.” “When I spoke to her there was a crackling in my ears like radio static or the wrapper of a starlight mint.” But H2O is most successful where Swartz exposes the limitations of Shivers’ adherence to the detective model. Shivers begins to suspect that movies “had infected [him] with their unrealism, amnesia, and expectation of climax.” When Shivers discovers the truth about the disastrous consequences of using the fungus on a grand scale, knowing how the fungus works is no longer satisfying. He must now prevent Drixa from deploying it. Self-awareness is the cost and the reward for the detective who wants to do more than just hand over the facts and collect a check. To fix a flawed system he’s helped build, Shivers will have to conjure another reel out of thin air, just as his fungus conjures water.

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