'The Director and the Daemon is the right book for a time when the world is both unbearably grotesque and slapstick. A TV director is offered funding for another season by a company that runs Australia’s off-shore detention centres. The director is in love with their inscrutable star who won’t stick around if there’s no new season. An activist group stalks and bashes fossil fuel associates. The daemon (an activist) is getting wrecked by intra-group politics, with state violence circling ever closer. But author Pitaya Chin moves too quickly to linger in smug cleverness; everything smashes together in a big smear. The problem of climate fiction is solved because it’s climate realism now, baby! Scores of people die in a ‘wet-bulb event’. The western suburbs are cordoned off so its inhabitants can’t seek cooler pastures in high heat, and a centrist politician asks why a military cordon wasn’t instated sooner. Does this remind you of anything?'(Introduction)