Review of The Samurai in the Willows by Michael Bishop

An abstract experience, describing Michael Bishop’s 1976 novella The Samurai and the Willows is not an easy task.  A writer conscious of every word put on paper, the narrative requires attention to glean full meaning.  The effect a desired one given the themes at work, lines such as “…she was damn glad to get away from that flute and fiddle, from the posturing zombie on the grandstand. It was OK for a while, but she didn't have Tyger-boy's knack of making what was ‘just mental’ into a kinetic showplace for her instincts. She kept looking at what she was doing and wishing she could shake off her skin and emerge into an unclad rioting of the blood.”, and another line “Seymour Glass, who loved the haiku, who lived when a man could let a cat bite his left hand while gazing at the full moon” are good representations of the prose used to tell the story.

Not allusive for the sake of being allusive, there is a tale pushed sporadically along by the prose of The Samurai and the Willows. Set in a futuristic Atlanta after an unnamed apocalyptic event has forced humanity to dome the surface and emigrate to levels underground, the novella tells the story of Queequeg, an eighteen year old rollergirl postman, and Basenji, a “thirty eight-or nine” year old horticulturist specializing in bonsai.  Queequeg full of life and a possessing a keen sense of fun, she is confronted by the brusque silence of Basenji’s past when the two come to share the same cubicle on level 9.  By the end of the tale, however, the two affect one another in powerful ways.

Touching upon some interesting ideas, The Samurai and the Willows has three main thematic prongs.  First is the evolution of culture and art.  Basenji condescending of Queequeg’s youthful view of what is aesthetically valuable, Bishop devotes part of the novella’s discussion to the importance of art, as represented by bonsai.  (There are no descents into the minutiae of the craft.) Secondly, Bishop looks at the theme of guilt and aging.  Though Basenji’s mother passed away year’s prior, a weight still tugs at his heart thinking of the woman and his relationship with her in the years leading to her passing.  Lastly, Bishop utilizes his knowledge and experience of Japan to imbue the story with its culture.  The samurai aspect metaphorical rather than actual, the window upon our Pacific neighbors is opened a little wider through the narrative.

An interesting read for its prose alone, The Samurai and the Willows is likewise recommended for its cultural and personal concerns.  A product of the New Wave movement, the era’s fingerprints nevertheless remain light.  Bishop poetically, subtly working his ideas into setting and character, it’s an accomplished hand telling an accomplished story.

Review of Oracle by Greg Egan

In a tribute to Alan Turing, Greg Egan’s 2000 Oracle puts science to the test in ideological and practical terms.  The novella soaked in theory, Turing is represented by the fictional computer scientist Robert Stoney, a homosexual man imprisoned and tortured for his lifestyle choices at the end of WWII.  Broken free of his prison by a most unique ‘saving angel’, the two escapees are later challenged by one John Hamilton, a Classics professor at a prestigious university who strongly disbelieves the possibility of science’s ability to create a thinking computer.  A thinly disguised C.S. Lewis, Hamilton proposes a debate to Stoney on BBC which, interestingly, sees one using the ideas of the others' expertise as proof. 

At heart, Oracle is thus a hotly contested ground of scientific theories and their relationship to reality.  The juxtaposition of science vs. creationism waved in the reader’s face, anyone with an interest in the philosophy of science and religion should pick up this novella.  They will find this one of Egan’s most dense stories from an ideological perspective—Turing and Lewis his combatants.  Very little plot buoying matters along, the story is a platform for Egan to promote his pro-science views (like the majority of his fiction), as well as get in a few jabs at the issues which result from too narrow a worldview.  Given this side-stepping of plot and emphasis on theory, the ‘story’ is one of Egan’s better written as his skills as a technical writer coming strongly to the forefront in positive effect.  

And did I mention the time travel motif?

Review of The Blind Geometer by Kim Stanley Robinson

Kim Stanley Robinson’s 1986 The Blind Geometer is an interesting thought experiment at the intersection of blindness and spatial geometry.  Told through the eyes Carlos Oleg Nevsky, Robinson presents the life of a sightless person working for the government as a mathametician.  Helping an office mate with a confidential situation that Nevsky and his cutting edge knowledge may be able to assist with, the story quickly becomes intriguing.  And when introduced to the enigmatic Mary to help carry on the investigation, not everything is as his senses would tell him, a deeper examination needed. 

Presenting the life of a handicapped person from a sensual perspective, Robinson should be commended for putting himself, and as a result the reader, in the shoes of a blind man with the aim of realism.  Olevsky happening to be a brilliant geometer who loves modern classical music (not an oxymoron) and baseball—or at least beepball, the story is full of references to be followed up on.  Everything from philosophy (Husserl and Derrida) to mathematics, to the fictional blind detective Max Carrado; Robinson has done his homework.  But what else does one expect from the author...

Review of Silently and Very Fast by Catherynne M. Valente

I recently listened to a podcast in which Catherynne Valente was a guest speaker.  I agreed with many of her opinions about books we have read, but was not impressed by the attitude on display, and when looking into some of her review work, found it often unbalanced and reactionary rather than considered.  I've since discovered her fiction is likewise dynamic.  But what a difference the medium makes.  Example?  Valente's 2012 novella Silently and Very Fast.

Taxonomically undefinable, Silently and Very Fast is a mytho-biblio-fairy tale of science fiction—and that is only the blurry beginning.  Further details are a kaleidoscope.  Multi-layered, multi-textured, and featuring three sections in dialogue with themselves, the story has meaning and substance that appears and reappears at a variety of depths and levels.  One of the characters in the novella has the following to say, and I think it sums up the orientation and structure of the narrative:

“I will explain it in language, and then I will explain it in symbols, and then you will make a symbol showing me what you think I mean, and we will understand each other better than anyone ever has.”

Review of The Postman by David Brin

If anything, living outside the US this past decade has given me a new perspective on my homeland.  Having consumed buckets of foreign culture, American culture now reflects in a different light.  One difference is that perhaps nothing is more identifiable than the typical American movie.  I’m not a saying this perspective is available only to those outside the US, only that the contrast becomes more vivid when one sees films, reads books, and participates in a worldview which does not take the idealized hero and happy ending as its starting point for quality entertainment.  Though writing with the best of intentions to subvert the idea, it would seem David Brin in his 1985 The Postman failed to fully extricate himself from the box he set to escape.  Tripping over its own ambition, the book can be enjoyed for story and appreciated for ambition, but when examined any deeper crumbles for lack of literary skill.

It’s the future and WWIII has happened.  Nuclear weaponry razing the Eastern US, a large EMP blast destroyed what solid-state tech remained across the country.  Stragglers surviving in pockets and alone, humanity has been forced to revert to pre-civilization, a retro wild-west scenario the result.  Escaping the destruction of the East and currently making his way through Oregon to a society rumored to be establishing civilization once again is Gordon Krantz.  A drama major at university, his ambitions were cut short by the war.  Never sacrificing principle to join the savage hordes plaguing the land, he likewise meets with rejection at the various small communities he encounters—an extra mouth more a burden than help.  And making matters worse, at the outset of the story Krantz is robbed of all his possessions, save the clothes on his back.

Review of Night Lamp by Jack Vance

Jack Vance may no longer be with us, but his voice can still be heard.  Refined throughout his lifetime into an ever more sublime salience of dialogue and plot, 1996’s Night Lamp sees the author re-treating elements from his own stories while striking out into another unique novel the likes of which no other can imitate.  A seamless fusion of Emphyrio and Araminta Station, along with minor elements from several other works, the novel is classic Vance that shows no deterioration in quality despite being published in the author’s 80th year.

In the style of legends, Night Lamp begins with young Jaro Fath found beaten nearly to death on the side of the road.  Adopted by a loving couple who bring him to the planet Gallingate, everyone is rightfully concerned when psychological tests reveal Jaro is suffering from amnesia (memories of the first six years of his life missing) and possibly schizophrenia, a strange voice speaking within his skull and haunting his days.  But not all is forgotten.  Jaro has vivid images of his distraught mother and a man clad in black with a white face stuck deep inside his memories.  Begging for an explanation, the older he gets the more he resolves himself to become a spaceman and find the man from his nightmares and discover why his mother was murdered.

Review of The Cookie Monster by Vernor Vinge

There are times in my reading life that I come across stories that are so simplistically presented, so presumptuous of reader intelligence, and so poorly effected, that I shake my head in wonder.  Vernor Vinge’s 2003 novella The Cookie Monster has my head on a swivel.  Before I rant, I will give the story the respect of summing up its premise. 

The Cookie Monster is the story of Dixie Mae, a customer support specialist working for the biggest corporation in the world (imaginatively) named LotsaTech.  Her adjacent cube worker receiving a lascivious email about her one day, the two start an investigation based on clues in the email’s header.  Moving to other buildings in the Microsoft-esque campus, things take a turn for the weird when they discover time has shifted by one hour.  But by the end of their investigation, time is not the only thing that has warped.  Reality itself flipped on its head, their corporate life was only a façade they must come to terms with. 

Review of Wandering by Hermann Hesse

Lin Yutang once wrote that Henry David Thoreau’s Walden could be translated into Chinese and passed off as having been written by a local, none the wiser.  The concepts, verbiage, and background ideology so much in tune with the Eastern mindset, the bounds of culture can be transcended. I dare say precisely the same could be done of Hermann Hesse’s Wandering: Notes and Sketches.

A personal, heartfelt collection of essays, poems, and watercolors, Wandering is an experience as much as personal reflection.  Hesse retreating into the mountains of northern Italy to regain direction in life after experiencing hardships, the prose pieces are imbued with nature, its power to soothe the soul, and a sense of anchoring one’s self back in the simple realities and universal spirituality of life.  

Review of Feersum Endjinn by Iain Banks

Science fiction and fantasy being close bedfellows, it comes as no surprise that innumerable works within the umbrella genre of speculative fiction (or as John Clute names it, fantastika) have meshed together, the lines between the two bleeding into one.  Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders series, nearly anything by Roger Zelazny, Gene Wolfe’s Book of the New Sun, Alfred Bester’s The Stars My Destination, Philip K. Dick and Jack Vance’s works, and numerous others have forced the scholarly community to come up with the term ‘fuzzy sets’ as an attempt to quantify what is otherwise unquantifiable work somewhere within the genres.  Examining the link between myth, legend, and science fiction, Iain M. Banks’ 1994 Feersum Endjinn is another tale to add to the pile.

The cyber world of Greg Egan’s Permutation City plunked down into the middle M. John Harrison’s far-future Earth of The Pastel City goes a long way toward describing the setting of Feersum Endjinn.  The majority of humanity having evacuated Earth some time ago via space elevators, what life remains has degenerated to the point technology is no longer fully understood.  Society re-stratified into a monarchy where the lowest of the low are monitored via implant by the highest of the high who have the luxury of dipping into the net whenever they please, all of reality is underlain by the dataspere—a cyber world where people may live both in life and death.  A dust cloud called the Encroachment approaching Earth from the cosmos at the beginning of the novel, the King nevertheless lives his days in luxury, caught up in a war with the Engineers—the very group seeking to abate the oncoming destruction.

Review of Beyond the Rift by Peter Watts

Like many modern science fiction authors, Peter Watts is not a prolific writer of short stories.  In the twenty-three years since he was first published, only eighteen have appeared.  This is not an insult, rather a reflection of the publishing industry: writers today must supplement their income with ‘real-world’ earnings to get by, and thus spend less time filling the niches of their oeuvres.  But the advantage of limited outputs is that the ideas have time to ferment, for the prose to be polished, and ultimately for quality stories to emerge.  Essentially a best-of which pilfers six stories from 2001’s Ten Monkeys, Ten Minutes and adds seven stories since published, 2013’s Beyond the Rift (from Tachyon) is high quality writing from Watts, one of science fiction’s most underrated yet important authors writing today—at least sometimes.   

Containing thirteen stories and one essay, all published between 1990 and 2013, Beyond the Rift is a varied mix that would be a great place to start for anyone looking to delve into the fiction of Peter Watts.  Short stories and novelettes, the selected pieces range from far to near-future scenarios, deep space to deep in the Earth’s oceans, post-humanism to the birth of AI, religion to secular interests, hard science fiction to cyberpunk (albeit cloaked), free will to determinism, environmentalism to the psyche, and life to death and back again.