While Automated Alice is the third novel in the Vurt series, it occupies a strange space between prequel, sequel, and side-story. It doesn’t serve to set up Vurt in the traditional way; instead, it retrofits Alice into the mythology of the Vurt universe, almost like a myth or legend intruding into sci-fi. It stands apart in tone and style and acts as a surreal crossover between Victorian fantasy and a dystopian sci-fi future which Noon refers to as a “trequel,” combining Carroll’s whimsical storytelling with elements of cyberpunk, steampunk, and speculative fiction. It’s very unlike the first two novels, displaying Noon’s versatile technique in writing style.
This whimsical and surreal retelling (with illustrations included!) follows young Alice on a rainy afternoon in Manchester as she escapes a grammar lesson and tumbles into a fantastical version of 1998 through a grandfather clock. Pursuing her Great Aunt's runaway bird, Whippoorwill, she enters a world blending Victorian flair with futuristic absurdity—filled with mechanical oddities, strange riddles, and bizarre creatures. Wrongly accused of a series of “Jigsaw Murders,” Alice must navigate chaos theory, quantum puzzles, and talking cats to recover twelve missing jigsaw pieces. Only then can she partake of the “radishes of time” and return to the present.
Automated Alice is an nostalgic ride through a reimagined Wonderland, colliding Victorian innocence with cyberpunk chaos. It’s both a homage to Carroll and a sharp commentary on modernity. Part pastiche, part prophecy, it doesn’t just follow Alice through the looking glass, but into a mirror that reflects our own technological future.
The prose mimics Carroll’s whimsical and absurdist style, but injects it with a surreal, darker twist—with jocular references, such as Jimmy Hendrix as James Marshall Hentrails (as in the entrails of hens)—the book is filled with riddles, paradoxes, and recursive loops of logic. Noon’s use of language is dense with puns and invented words, requiring the suspension of conventional narrative expectations and to embrace the chaos. He coins neologisms, bends grammar, and blurs the boundaries between fantasy and science fiction. The result is a reading experience that feels like a dream wrapped in circuitry; equal parts nostalgia and future shock.
I wouldn’t consider myself a “Carroll fan” but I do like the nostalgic, fantastical Alice in Wonderland story and this retelling is a literary experiment that succeeds not just in concept but in execution—playful, profound, and utterly original. Jeff Noon doesn't just revisit Wonderland; he reinvents it for a new era. A definite favorite of the three I’ve read thus far.