The Hollow Boy, by Jonathan Stroud, was published in 2015 by Hyperion. It is the sequel to The Whispering Skull.
As a massive outbreak of supernatural Visitors baffles Scotland Yard and causes protests throughout London, team Lockwood & Co. continues to demonstrate its effectiveness in exterminating spirits. Anthony Lockwood is dashing, George insightful, and Lucy dynamic, while the skull in the jar utters sardonic advice from the sidelines. There is a new spirit of openness in the team now that Lockwood has shared some of his childhood secrets, and Lucy is feeling more and more as if her true home is at Portland Row. It comes as a great shock, then, when Lockwood and George introduce her to an annoyingly perky and hyper-efficient new assistant, Holly Munro. Meanwhile, there are reports of many new hauntings, including a house where bloody footprints are appearing and a department store full of strange sounds and shadowy figures. But ghosts seem to be the least of Lockwood & Co.’s concerns when assassins attack during a carnival in the center of the city. Can the team members get past their personal issues to save the day on all fronts, or will bad feelings attract yet more trouble?
I realized something while reading The Hollow Boy. I realized that Jonathan Stroud can write one heck of a good ghost story, and even though I don’t normally like ghost stories or anything horror-related at all, I couldn’t stop reading! The Hollow Boy was everything I’ve wanted out of Lockwood & Co. and more. A new dynamic shakes up the team, Lucy finally gets more dimensionality and acts more like a character and less like a narrator, and spooky, gripping scenes abound. And points for the double meaning of the title!
Things weren’t all perfect, alas. As interesting and spookily good as the book was, I thought there were one too many “ghost hunts.” I wondered almost 2/3rds of the way through the book when the “hollow boy” of the title would show up. Of course, once I realized the double meaning, I realized that he’d been there all along, but still—it felt slightly too drawn out even so.
Also, one of the complaints I had about The Whispering Skull was that I felt that Stroud made the villain too obvious. And in The Hollow Boy, even though there was no villain per se, beyond the ghostly ones, I felt that it was slightly too obvious who Stroud was setting up to be the Big Bad. Or maybe I’ve read too much and know a lot of plot twists. But I think I know who the villain of the next book will be, and that makes me a little sad because some of the surprise will be gone (if I’m right, of course).
Overall, I thought The Hollow Boy was mostly excellent, and definitely improved on some of the things I found stale and/or annoying about the first two books. While it was still fairly formulaic (the book starts in the middle of a ghost hunt, again, and there are several ghost hunt interludes before the big plot wraps up, again), I found the mystery of it intriguing and the ghost sections suitably creepy and spine-tingling. Also, I really want Lucy to become the commander of a ghost army and save London from Villain Guy, even though I know that in Stroud’s world, that would never happen because of how he’s built the world. But I can dream!
Recommended Age Range: 14+
Genre: Supernatural, Mystery, Young Adult (maybe mature Middle Grade if they can handle scary)
“Is it me,” I said slowly, “or is there something lying on that beam?”
It was the crossbeam almost directly overhead. Cobwebs hung down from it, merging with the shadows of the eaves. Above was a funny patch of darkness that might have been part of the beam, or part of an object resting directly on it. You couldn’t really see it from below, except for something poking out on one side that might have been hair.
We regarded it in silence.
“Ladder, George,” said Lockwood.
George went to get the ladder, pulling it upward through the hatch. “Those guys are still down there,” he reported. “Just standing around the chains. Looks like they’re waiting for something.”
We set the ladder against the beam.
“You want my advice?” In its jar, the ghost had stirred. “The worst thing you can do is go up and look. Just chuck a magnesium flare and run away.”
You can buy this book here: The Hollow Boy