Showing posts with label Space Exploration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Space Exploration. Show all posts

06 January 2014

A Deepness in the Sky

Stats
A Deepness in the Sky by Vernor Vinge
2000 Hugo Award Winner
Got it from: Public Library
774 pgs

Before FTL tech had made it to Vinge’s Zones of Thought universe, a human ship ventures deep into the slow zone to exploit explore the secrets of the mysterious On/Off Star.  While the “spider” species inhabiting an orbiting planet provide one of humanity’s greatest discoveries, the crew quickly realizes the ship is harboring secrets of its own.

I may have inadvertently reviewed A Fire Upon the Deep…
I had high expectations for Vinge after his first Hugo win, and A Deepness in the Sky did not disappoint.  I read close to 90% of this book during our incredible vacation to Minnesota this summer and the fact that I was able to read so much of it on what was an insanely busy, fun, and beautiful trip should also speak to the quality of A Fire Upon the Deep’s equally masterful follow-up.

Despite being different books, they share more than a few similarities.  Humans trapped in a remote piece of space.  Cool tech that fundamentally changes the way people live.  There is another previously undiscovered alien culture which is surprising for its familiarity and weirdness all at once.  The On/Off Star provides another astrological oddity.  And of course, there’s an unexpected, and in the end beautiful, entanglement of human and alien cultures and problems.

That the two books are similar isn’t a problem for me though.  I still like A Deepness in the Sky for a lot of the same reasons that I liked A Fire Upon the Deep, and they are each separately great works of science fiction so I’m not all that bummed that some themes are mirrored in this one.  A Deepness in the Sky reinforces how robust we all thought Vinge’s “Zones of Thought” universe was in his previous Hugo winner and satisfied a serious itch to go back there.  That these two books may be thematically similar is a problem that we should be celebrating.

And beyond that, we can celebrate the spiders.  If nothing else, A Deepness in the Sky solidifies Vinge as one of the greatest creators of alien species in all of science fiction (I certainly haven’t read enough SF to actually make this claim but I’m convinced anyway).  He does this thing where you get to spend extended time with the creatures but it’s a slow reveal anyway.  In A Fire, early on when I already loved the dogs but then realized that they weren’t really just dogs or wolves, they were so much…cooler, it literally made me drop the book.  And throughout the entire book Vinge gradually gives up more and more about the species, each new reveal forcing readers to make serious structural changes to the beings taking shape in our heads.  The same thing happens with the “spiders” in A Deepness in the Sky, only times infinity and right on up until the final pages.  It is really something to behold.  For some reason the spiders didn’t quite have the same awe factor that the Tines did as a species, but I had a more intense connection to individual spiders like Sherkaner Underhill, than I did to with any individual Tine, even if I wasn’t as captivated by the species as a whole.

And that’s what makes A Deepness in the Sky so unceasingly readable.  Vinge’s treatment of aliens alone makes each of the Zones of Thought books magnificent.  And that’s just one of the hundreds of truly brilliant ideas included in this story.

Recommendation
Read A Fire in the Sky first and then come here.  It wasn't my favorite of the two but this is still Required Reading.


HEP SCORE

Universe 3/5
Social/Political Climate 5/5
Dialogue 4/5
Scientific Wonders 5/5
Characters 5/5


Overall 22/25

17 October 2012

Startide Rising


Stats
Startide Rising by David Brin
1984 Hugo Award Winner (1983 Nebula)
Got it from: Public Library
458 Pages

A few hundred years in the future, humanity has already learned enough about genetic manipulation and space travel that the spaceship Streaker is piloted by dolphins, some humans and a chimpanzee.  After discovering thousands of moon-sized derelict spaceships, the crew is chased by several galactic races operating under the belief that the earthlings have learned something about the original sentient species of the galaxy.  After a wild chase, Streaker crash lands on a world surfaced primarily by water.  With the galaxy’s most devious and violent races battling for the chance to take the prize from the humans, the crew of the must find a way to resurrect Streaker and escape the hordes of murderous Galactics. 

Egg layin’
Before I even finished this book, I started writing my review.  I was having so much fun and wanted to get a head start.  This is how it had started when I was just about halfway done:

Perhaps it was just because I was caught completely unawares, but it is more than a little difficult to suspend disbelief when most the characters in Startide Rising are dolphins…well, there’s a chimp too.  There is no testing the waters either, you open the book and within the first few pages you’re asked to believe in some pretty wild and crazy stuff.

No, it’s not a little difficult, it’s impossible, but Startide Rising is brilliant because it basically says, yeah this is crazy stuff but who cares, now look at this over here.  Instead of worrying too much about really specific details of uplift or daily life living with dolphins on a space-faring vessel, Brin just makes the dolphins and the circumstances of their arrival on the strange water/metal planet so outrageously funny that you can’t help a basically constant stream of chortling throughout the entire book.

A shipwrecked crew of dolphins, humans and one chimp are in danger of being enslaved by crazed egg-laying, war mongering sentients from somewhere in the galaxy, yet the pace and tenor remains light-hearted and goofy. 

Seriously though, if you’re not exclaiming “Turtle bites!” by the end of this book, you’ve probably had a humor lobotomy and I don’t know how to help you. 

So, yeah… I’ll still stand behind my initial excitement.  This is a pretty damn fun book to read, but it wasn’t long after I “penned” this little bit that the book took a turn for the philosophical and became a bit more thoughtful or at least more thought-provoking.  And more than that, it seemed that whatever the issue might have been, what strikes you is how human every one of the characters feel.  Human, as in even the dolphins feel like people, but also as in some really great and natural dialogue. 

This was surprising because when I realized I was going to be reading about dolphins, I was worried a lot of dialogue would feel extra-contrived and stiff and just dumb.  I really fought it at first, and I lost.  There was a great combination of some silly dolphin mannerisms which didn’t try to hide that they were dolphins, but also the way that Brin used poetry to not only highlight how different they were, but also really put readers in another frame of mind.  I was clearly all for it.

Phrase turnin’
Yup.  I was pretty crazy about the use poetry, numbers and symbols.  The poetry was great and the numbers/symbols/crazy spellings were done only enough to be fun and/or meaningful.

I’ve griped about this in the case of Downbelow station, but also noted that it was something that I normally enjoy.  Here’s a brief quote, but one that is characteristic of the way Brin uses the tactic sparingly or only when it adds to the story:

“?” Tsh’t queried confusedly.
Gillian’s expression was thoughtful, as if she was looking at something very far away.  “I think I’m starting to understand what’s been going on…”
Pg 416

This is just one quick example, maybe it isn’t enough to really give you the flavor, but between dolphins and a psi-adept human it really makes sense that communication would change pure emotion would seep into their language.

The poetry really brought this book to a whole ‘nother level for me.  It was the icing atop the cherry atop the icing on the cake (What!  Is that possible?  Yes.  Yes it is.)  Not only was it something that no other Hugo winner had tried, but it gave the book much richer texture than you normally find in a madcap adventure type novel of any genre and particularly of Hugo winning SF.  The book was farcical, whimsical and just plain weird but also serious, sad and heartfelt.

When both flotillas simultaneously fired volleys of missiles on him, he tried to evade, of course.  It would be unsporting to give up.
But he didn’t have the heart for a major effort.  Instead, while he waited, he worked on a poem.

*The saddest of things
To a dolphin—even me—
Is to die alone….*
Pg 443

The Dolphin’s poetry worked so well to convey the richness of themes and variety emotion so well that having completed the book, it doesn’t seem possible to have told the story without it.

Recommendation
Within a couple pages of beginning, I was sure I was going to hate Startide Rising.  After just a few chapters, I already loved it.  Startide Rising can shift pretty impulsively between philosophical poetry to farce, from wry humor to somber human expression.  Whether midshipman youth or an uplifted species all characters take part in a goofy free-for-all fighting for equal treatment, wise cracks and just dealing with how weird the universe can be.  I could see some readers a little frustrated by the jumping around, or maybe weirded out by human/dolphin sex, but I loved it.  Yes, I just said that, I loved the dolphin sex (I can see the billboards now).

HEP SCORE

Universe 4/5
Social/Political Climate 5/5
Dialogue 5/5
Scientific Wonders 5/5
Characters 5/5

Overall 24/25


The die being cast...one last time
This week I am finishing up The Snow Queen by Joan D. Vinge (awesome) and now I’m going to cram in some audiobook time to finish The Uplift War by David Brin.

Next week’s books are The Vor Game by Lois McMaster Bujold and A Fire Upon the Deep by Vernor Vinge.

22 August 2012

Downbelow Station

Stats
Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh
1981 Hugo Award Winner
Got it from: Public Library
426 Pages

A few centuries from now, commerce has spread throughout space.  It has spread so wide and become so robust that Earth no longer controls the unfathomably large market.  In response to Earth Company’s failing hold on interstellar commerce and technology Company and Union Fleets begin warring.  That war scatters refugees throughout space, and particularly to Pell Station, known as “Downbelow Station”.  This leaves us at the tail end of a hard fought war with thousands of quarantined refugees, Pell natives, Merchanters and of course, Company and Union ships all vying for the same space in a rapidly crowding space station.

Proviso
This book is absolutely not to be read through speedily and yet, that is exactly what I’ve done.  The result is that my stupid and inconsistent compliance with my own stupid and inconsistent rules has probably ruined my first read of what could have been a really great read.  Okay, maybe not ruined, but it has kept me from an appropriately thorough read of one of the densest books to date.  My faster-than-light read through a packed universe left me with only glimpses and I struggled to fully comprehend nuanced relationships and the weaving of tangled political intrigue.  As a result, I’m not sure this will function much like my normal reviews, but instead as an attempt to make sense of my first and briefest of impressions of this SF treasure.

As it were, my first read (yeah, this is going to have to be considered my first…of many) has left me conflicted.  Partly exciting, partly confusing and entirely too dense for a 7-day read, Downbelow Station truly has all the elements I would expect in my favorite science fiction.  I loved the interplay between not only the Company and Union ships, but also the Merchanters and “Downers”, in fact I think they were the two groups that most interested me.  I loved how much raw information there is to take in.  I’m not sure that makes much sense, but there is constantly a sense of the possibility of absorbing even more subtlety and detail from the story.  In this way, I was sometimes reminded of the Star Wars universe of novels.  While the Galatic Empire and Rebels fight for control of the galaxy, there are also so many smaller worlds and aliens and bounty hunters and smugglers who are all jockeying for their piece of the pie and also their position in the fallout.  The greatest assets of Downbelow to me were exactly that wealth of perspectives and the depth and detail of which it is up to the reader to determine how much they can handle.

Yet, as much as all these elements roused considerable delight, they also caused me great consternation.  Some of my trouble surely came from my inattentiveness during the last week (I was dead tired every day) and my too-fast pace, nevertheless I will discuss some of those concerns in the hope that some of you who have also delighted in the heft of Downbelow’s pages, can guide me as I approach my second read…sometime in the future.

Nevertheless…
One of the elements I was most conflicted about was the sentient species on Pell.  It’s hard to create an alien that I don’t like.  I’m a sucker for them – from Kzin to Heinlein’s Martians, to the totally unknown of Pohl’s Gateway, but at first, I thought Cherryh would break the trend.  Especially in the first half to three quarters of the book, the aliens, heck the entire cast, struck me as insipid if not just straight-up ill-conceived.

My first impression of the Aliens was that they were essentially humans (I had failed to pick up on their hairiness, though that doesn’t add a whole lot anyway) with a funny way of speaking and who were severely out-paced, technologically and culturally by the humans.  I guess I just felt like they should seem more interesting and I would have loved them to be, but I didn’t have anything to grab onto except maybe their speech pattern of dropping of a pronoun on occasion, which really just highlighted how lame they began in this story.

However, after 400+ pages, my concern was mitigated by the Downer’s performance and cultural quirks.  I began to see that there was more to the species and appreciated the placement of Downers on Pell Station.  I thought there was a lot of potential there, and though I’m not sure I was satisfied with the eventual development of the Downers, it at least went some way to redeeming an element that threatened to really disappoint me.

Upon reflection, my take is not necessarily that the characters and specifically the Downers were all that bad, but that Cherryh’s style is to emphasize the vast web of interrelationships rather than the juicy details about a person that I normally look for.  Instead she just saves that for a bulky sections of exposition.

I think where I still take issue with Downbelow Station is in some of the dialogue and curious grammatical techniques that seemed to me, utterly ineffective and surprisingly drab.

Awkward…
If I were forced to sum up my experience of Downbelow Station in one word it would unequivocally be: awkward.  It’s awkward for its characters, whose speech seemed colorless and out of touch sometimes.  Consider a section from final pages of Chapter 3 Section I in which Angelo Konstantin learns of merchanters having places in the deep of space to hide from impending danger and his wife says:

“You’d leave?”
He shook his head.  “Never.  Never.  But there’s still a chance of talking the boys into it, isn’t there?  We persuaded one to Downbelow; work on your youngest; work on Elene…she’s your best hope.  She has friends out there; she knows, and she could persuade Damon.”  He pressed her hand.  Alicia Lukas-Konstantin needed Pell, needed the machinery, equipment a ship could not easily maintain.  She was wedded to Pell and the machines.  Any transfer of her entourage of metal and experts would be public, doomsday headlined on vid.  She had reminded him of that.  I am Pell, she had laughed, not laughing.  She had been, once, beside him.  He was not leaving.  In no wise did he consider that, without her, abandoning what his family had built over the years, what they had built, together.  “It’s not close,” he said again.  But he feared it was.
Pg 133

This was a good example of both how insipid these characters can be and also how gut-wrenchingly dull their dialogue.  They are talking about sending their children away and the fate of Pell and not only is there absolutely no feeling whatsoever, but the narrative almost immediately shifts to their concerns for themselves and abruptly flips between consideration of first Alicia, then Angelo.  As a parent, I was struck by how quickly the subject turned from the fate of their children to some really quite dull motivations for staying on station.  This type of thing bothered me throughout.

And then there was the awkward grammar and punctuation.  This was something that I really tried hard to make sense of, but I’m still curious to hear what other people thought.  Throughout the book, there is inconsistent or ineffective use of alternative punctuation which upon first encounter created lilting, if not completely jarring, sentence structure. 

She realized suddenly the aspect of the distant faces, behavior not panic, but hate; and weapons—pipes, clubs—
Pg 262

I am no advocate of strict adherence to grammar and punctuation guidelines.  I shudder to think how many times I have broken rules on this blog.  In fact, I own a number of books that I enjoyed especially for creative use of space and punctuation to add tension, excitement, whatever.  Where I struggled with Downbelow Station was in that sometimes the creative grammer had me stumbling, re-reading, and stumbling again.  Other times it was just annoying.  On one page, which included a break for a chapter heading, ellipses were used 5 times.  I didn’t see any benefit other than to infuriatingly halt up my reading pace.

My favorite example of how just ineffective these techniques seemed came in a sentence (sorry I don’t remember where) that instead of using a comma preceding a quotation, used a semi-colon.  This was an instance where I didn’t feel particularly stressed, but totally confused.  So confused that this was the point in my read when I decided I needed to hear how others read this book.

I read through some of these weird sections.  Then I listened to them.  Then I read along, while listening at the same time (You can see how far this week departed from trying to comprehend anything resembling plot, setting, character’s names or anything important to someone who would want to say they’d “read” a book.  Still, I knew I was struggling and wouldn’t ever be able to catch up with what was happening, so I wanted to be sure that I knew what I liked and didn’t like about the way in which this book was written, so that I can approach my impending re-read with a thoughtful and less stupid methodology.).  The effect on the audiobook was also completely lost.  Many if not all of the instances I took issue with, were completely unnoticeable in the audiobook.  Of course this could have simply been a choice by the production company, but it kept me scratching my head.  I love it when authors play with the English language, but here I was mostly confused.  I ask you, what did you think of it?

Perhaps I didn’t have enough time for this book.  No, not perhaps.  I did not have enough time to devote to this book and it seriously affected my enjoyment.  Nevertheless, something is strange about the grammar and punctuation (and even sometimes the dialogue) in this book and it is so strange that it made me sort of not like it.

Recommendation
In the wine world they say that if you are using the same words you hear others use to describe your wine, you are probably lying.  In the case of Downbelow Station, so many reviews blather about the realistic and strong characters and the action packed pages.  I’m not going to say they are wrong or lying, but in my first read, it was the characters that were drug, kicking and screaming throughout the novel until at the very end when the tension and excitement and action finally forced them to stand up.  And with that said, though there were moments of action throughout the entire novel, the tension only built at a barge’s pace, the action never really grabbing me until the very end when the book stayed exciting for a maximum of about one hundred pages straight.

There are moments of really awkward prose and there are moments of breathtaking clarity.  One of my favorite moments involved the description of a ship slowly coming to pieces and though it was just a brief description; the passage struck me as one of the best conceived and most poetic in the entire 400+ pages.  Though it doesn’t sound like it, I enjoyed this book, especially toward the end.  I just didn’t feel like I got a firm enough grasp of it to form any kind of worthwhile opinion of it.  With that said, take my HEP score with a gigantic grain of salt.

HEP SCORE

Universe 4/5
Social/Political Climate 4/5
Dialogue 3/5
Scientific Wonders 4/5
Characters 3/5

Overall 18/25


The die being cast…
This week’s book is Cyteen by C.J. Cherryh.  I hope I have better luck with this one, though I have no idea how I’ll ever finish on time.  I guess I should say goodbye to my family for the week.

Next week’s book is Foundation’s Edge by Isaac Asimov.  Asimov’s third Hugo Award in four decades.  Wow.

06 August 2012

Rendezvous with Rama


Stats
Rendezvous with Rama by Sir Arthur C. Clarke
1974 Hugo Award Winner (1973 Nebula Winner)
Got it from: Public Library
243 Pages

I know, I know.  I have been getting further and further behind on my last few reviews.  Well, I actually caught myself up this week.  If you’ve read this book, you probably know why it was so easy.  Not only was it short, but it was freakin’ awesome!

When a ten trillion ton asteroid wanders into the solar system, you take a second look.  And when that asteroid turns out to be massive alien spacecraft, you really start to pay attention.  This is precisely what happens in Rendezvous with Rama when the crew of the Endeavor ventures to board the vessel and unlock it’s secrets, whatever they may be. 

Did I just get smarter?
Of the two titles I’ve read, and especially in the case of Rama, I’ll say that Arthur C. Clarke has an interesting style.  There were some truly slow passages, yet it was never boring.  There were also some adrenaline fueled moments (including a fun spin on the classic defuse the bomb trope) but even at its most exciting it never stops feeling…clinical.  The combination made Rama at once a fast-paced and just plain old fun-to-read book, but it also felt very deliberate, serious and real.  You have fun and even feel a little…I don’t know, smarter for having turned the pages?  I mean, it’s not that strange an idea, Clarke’s name is practically synonymous with excellence in science and Science Fiction literature.

Throughout Rama, I was getting really strong sensations and recalling the smart but chilling moments from Michael Crichton’s, Sphere (for me, this was a good comparison).  Not only was my skin crawling every moment of the exploration of Rama, but it was also realistic and just freaking COOL!  Okay, the characters were “cardboardy” yet somehow Clarke had a way of presenting every development in a way that is not only intelligent and logically consistent, but makes you feel like you could have thought of it on your own.

I think the interesting factor comes in, not so much as a result of a simultaneously realistic and imaginative science (though it is probably the strongest point of Clarke’s writing), but in the source of the tension and the (admittedly thin) philosophical vein that runs throughout.

I know that many people struggle with Clarke’s characterization (or lack thereof).  To be totally honest, I’m sort of okay with it.  Clarke throws in a few dramatic moments for the characters, but they aren’t that strong, and while I know that should be a problem for me, I looked past it.  Instead, the drama of Rama goes beyond individuals and lies in the vast mysteries of the universe and the ship’s seemingly unbreakable secrets.  I mean, the greatest source of tension for me was easily the threat that the Hermians would destroy Rama before we had cracked its shell, rather than the possible and seemingly imminent death of the Endeavor’s crew. 

The other half of the interesting factor came from what I understood as Clarke’s teleology.  It wasn’t really developed enough to really claim he’s actually making a strong teleological argument, but it is at the very least a sentiment, and one which for one reason or another, resonates with me.  For Clarke, whether there is any design or purpose in the universe is a wholly irrelevant question as we likely will never make any sense of it whatsoever, and if we do, that purpose may be totally indifferent to us.  I know, this is not the best or most thoroughly developed theme in the book, but I’m kind of a sucker for it anyway…

Recommendation
This is one of those books that after I put it down, I just kind of shake my head and whisper to myself, “shiiiit”.  It’s exciting and dark and sometimes scary or philosophical and the science doesn’t feel like fiction.  Okay, that is practically…everything that I want in a book.  Yes, characterization sometimes languishes, but Clarke makes up for it by slowly marinating readers in intrigue and suspense.  This is required SF.

HEP SCORE

Universe 5/5
Social/Political Climate 5/5
Dialogue 3/5
Scientific Wonders 5/5
Characters 3/5

Overall 21/25


This week’s book is The Gods Themselves by Isaac Asimov.  My last book from the 1970’s!

Next week’s book is Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh.

24 June 2012

Ringworld


Stats
Ringworld by Larry Niven
1971 Hugo Award Winner (1970 Nebula and Locus SF winner)
Got it from: Public Library
313 Pages

Three beings walk into a bar, a human, a Kzin and a Pierson’s Puppeteer walk into a bar…

But really, if you’ve not read Ringworld, I don’t want to give up any of the juicy details.  I think this book is best read with as many surprises as possible.  If you must know though, the ring world is quite a fantastic place.  It has a radius equal to Earth’s orbit with walls a thousand miles high and a rotation fast enough to give it gravity and keep the atmosphere from spilling out into vacuum.  Interested yet?

Choose your own adventure
Of all the Hugo winners or nominees I’ve read to date, Ringworld is the most smorgasbord-y of them all.  Ringworld allows you to pick your poison: kooky alien species, faster-than-light travel, super high-tech gadgets, lovemaking, deadly battle.  What’ll it be?

I think there are some pretty spectacular advantages to this sort of thing.  Most importantly, no matter what it is that you look for in SF, you are likely to find it here.  Perhaps that aided the meteoric rise and conferring of multiple awards.  It definitely led to an outpouring of fan devotion.

For me it had two effects, good and not-as-good.  I have been reading SF for probably five or six years now.  As may have been evidenced by my reviews thus far, my interests in the genre span quite a vast range.  Ringworld had a maturing effect on my understanding of the genre and my tastes.  So much happens.  Stats and species make their way in and quickly fall out of the novel at perilous speeds and most of the time I found myself whining (to myself) about wanting to know more about quite a number of things.

There Ain’t No Justice
Tanj it all!  There was nothing that I struggled with more in Ringworld than “tanj”.  At first I thought it derivative of Heinlien’s “TANSTAAFL”, but it did finally become something more toward the end of the book (it took me a while to catch on).

Tanj can pretty much take the place of any of your favorite four letter words, but it has a galactic significance that I came to appreciate quite a lot.  “There ain’t no justice”, means exactly what it says.  The universe is cold and dark and it does not love or care about you.  This is a theme that can be found readily in a number of the other Hugo winners I’ve reviewed and you likely know how much I enjoy the theme.  After thousands of years operating under the awareness, rather than getting caught up in a vortex of despair, they approach the problem with something like irreverence.  Sometimes it felt like a cheesy superhero movie in which the hero always has time to make a snarky comment.  But tanj coalesced into something less annoying when I thought of how they could have responded but didn’t.  Rather than getting depressed about the galaxy being, at its core unjust and unfair, our trio of explorers focus on the luck of Teela Brown.  It’s a decidedly positive outlook on a series of undesirable outcomes.

To be clear, Louis Wu is the only character who uses the phrase I believe.  However, pretty much everyone is sold on the idea of blind luck controlling the fate of the universe which may as well be the same thing, right?


Coffee and Cats and Science Fiction
I have wondered about a couple of things practically from the beginning of this quest; given that one Ringworld’s characters is an overgrown kind of humanoid cat, I’m going to make that musing public now.

On numerous occasions during spaceflight or voyages to distant stars travelers of the pages of science fiction frequently make sure to pack coffee.  I love coffee, I understand that other people love coffee and I understand that it can be powdered and lends itself to space flight.  I refuse to believe that any group of rational beings will continue to drink a powdered substitute for hundreds or thousands of years.  Nevertheless, I enjoy the convention of incorporating ancient brews into our vision the future on occasion.

What I refuse to understand is cats.  I’m not anti-cat.  I’ve had a cat in the past and I generally enjoy friend’s cats.  This has been a less common tradition to be sure, but one I believe to be far more misused.  Very few of us will go through life ever having a close encounter with a “big cat”.  They are no doubt fearsome hunters, but generally secretive and interested very little in the affairs of humans.  Most of us are familiar with domestic cats.  They can be curious and sometimes playful and some enjoy a good petting.   Yet even these cats only interact with humans when they please.

I’m not really even sure that this is a real gripe but something about creating alien species from cats makes me want to complain.  If I were working out an alien cat-like species, I would imagine they’d go out of their way to avoid contact with very many species other than their own.  I’ll give you that curiosity might lure them toward the stars, I just figure they wouldn’t ever make contact.

Recommendation
As SF is still relatively new to me, I am happy to have read Ringworld.  It was a fun and helpful experience.  I didn’t find it to be all that compelling though.  I wanted more and I wanted it to feel less like some guy crammed every cool or odd-ball thing he could into a novel.  I loved the way Louis Wu, Speaker and Nessus dove into a problem.  They deduced solutions to incredibly complex problems with an infectious gusto that came recalled to me the scientists of Michael Crichton’s Sphere (which is a favorite of mine), though the dialogue was less smart and academic by orders of magnitude.  Still very fun and you really can’t get away from how cool and silly and terrible the puppeteers are!

HEP SCORE

Universe 4/5
Social/Political Climate 4/5
Dialogue 3/5
Scientific Wonders 5/5
Characters 4/5

Overall 20/25


The die being cast…
This week’s book is Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang by Kate Wilhelm.  Cloning.  Mmwahahaha (diabolical laughter)!

Next week’s book is The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. LeGuin.  One of SF’s greats.  As usual, I can’t wait.

10 June 2012

Gateway


Stats
Gateway by Frederik Pohl
1978 Hugo Award Winner (1977 Nebula Award Winner)
Got it from: Public Library
278 Pages

Humans have been living in tunnels on Venus for a number of years, but when suddenly ancient alien spacecraft are uncovered, the universe, just as suddenly, gets a heck of a lot smaller.  Robinette Broadhead makes his way out to the Gateway asteroid/base in hopes of striking it rich as a prospector and leaving his problems behind.  Once he arrives though, he realizes it’s not quite as simple or as safe as he’d hoped.  Alternating between Robinette’s prospecting journeys from Gateway and therapy sessions with a computer some years after later, we slowly unravel the details that have plunged him into a stiflingly dark depression since leaving.

How much do I care about this guy?
I almost always love super advanced computers/self-aware machines.  If I have not made this clear in the past, let me do so now.  I don’t even care if it is a really anachronistic view of computers – if you make that personality real enough or you give that computer the power to do cool enough stunts, I will be drooling all over the pages.  I’m not sure when this obsession started, but I am thoroughly stuck in it and I don’t care to get out.

So when Gateway begins with a computer named “Sigfrid” putting Robinette through a Freudian psychoanalysis session and it’s a pretty sassy program.  I knew I was going to have fun with this one.

My immediate fascination with Sigfrid may have actually worked against my interest in Robinette.  He is kind of a jerk and just not that interesting to me, or at least he wasn’t as I read through this time.  He isn’t completely colorless, he’s just a really immature guy and maybe a little bit of an anti-hero who had trouble currying any of my favor (come to think of it though, Pohl probably intended that very much).  I think there was probably some potential for him, but the way he kept making it so hard to get to know more about Sigfrid made me more than a little frustrated.

The therapy sessions did go a long way to humanizing Robinette in the end though.  And that was my take-away here; even once the entirety of space is opened up to us, we are still going to need to deal with our problems, parents are still going to suck (I should know) and people are still going to just have sex and use drugs rather than face up to their issues.  Scalzi said it: “I’m still going to need to take out the trash.”

For those who have read this, the ending, which I hope I will not give away for those who haven’t, gave me a little of a Hitchcock’s Psycho feeling – you know the feeling of being made to believe we should care about one person and then abruptly realize it was someone else?  I don’t normally like the shocker type ending, but given my previously mentioned propensities, this one worked out in my favor.

Classifieds
Throughout the book are little vignettes, classifieds excerpts or other miscellany from life on Gateway.  Some of the excerpts worked better than others.  I’m not sure if it was just my printing but they seemed to be placed nearly at random and practically every other instance interrupted a thought/sentence and, even if it was interesting, the effect was to pull me right out of the story almost every time.  Of the different types of excerpts, I most enjoyed the classifieds and the mission reports.  Most others were not quite mildly interesting and there were quite a few aimed at simply reiterating how little we know about the Heechee and seemed redundant.

Funny classified, but interrupting a sentence


I didn’t always understand why this method was chosen either.  Sure it functions as kind of a unique worldbuilding technique but interrupting the rest of the text didn’t make sense and to be honest some of the mission reports just seemed like copouts in place of having to work include some semi-relevant info into the story when it otherwise would not fit. The classroom exchanges could have easily been shortened and worked into their own chapter and would have been much easier to read and probably more interesting to boot.  But then, Pohl won not only the fan choice (Hugo) but also the writers’ choice (Nebula) awards, and according to the back cover copy Pohl called this the best thing he’d ever written, which probably illustrates the fact that I’m just making this up as I go along and my literary judgment is worth slightly less than squat.

Recommendation
I had a little trouble identifying with Rob as I read Gateway, but now that I’ve written this review, I’m starting to see him as an ingenious character as devised by Pohl.  He’s just so blah that it makes the ending all that much more shocking.  This was an easy, fast-paced read (not for the action, it just read that way) and I while it incorporated a lot of my favorite SF elements, I wouldn’t expect this to be one of my favorites.  It did make me want to seek out more of Pohl’s work.  I couldn’t say how accurate they were but if you enjoy the tension and drama of a juicy therapy session, you’ve got to read this!

HEP SCORE

Universe 3/5
Social/Political Climate 5/5
Dialogue 4/5
Scientific Wonders 4/5
Characters 4/5

Overall 20/25


Another roll of the die…
This week’s book is Dreamsnake by Vonda N. McIntyre.  I’ll be listening in to this very pornographic sounding title via audiobook this week because it was available and I haven’t done a Hugo winner aurally yet!

Next week’s book is Ringworld by Larry Niven.  I was first told about this book by my GIS instructor in college.  He was super nerdy about how much he liked this book and made references to it quite a lot.
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