Sly Mongoose
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31. Tobias S. Buckell, Sly Mongoose
More space-opera-y Buckell goodness! This one is Azteca-centric and set on Chilo, the planet of the dense, poisonous, stormy atmosphere with the floating cities that showed up at the end of Ragamuffin. (Mm! I like stories where the environment has the force of a character.) This one is male-centric again, but didn't feel as men-all-the-time-men as Crystal Rain did -- the main character is a thirteen year-old-boy, his two foil characters are Pepper and a teenage girl from a wealthier city. (For the life of me, I cannot figure out what scene is portrayed on the cover -- is there a point where Pepper and Katerina are fighting together, outside the city, during the final battle? I can't remember it, if there is.)
Sly Mongoose is again a thematic shift from the first two -- I like that Buckell doesn't write the same book over and over -- with lots of thematic undercurrents about community-wide (nation-wide?) poverty, and trying to survive in an environment controlled by wealthy, powerful communities that don't much care if yours lives or dies (well, except that if the crisis gets too bad, they'd have to do something, and as much as they might resent that, their choices might well be intolerable to you). There are also discussions of how the privilege of wealth plays out on an interpersonal level, and women finding ways to get what they want despite the patriarchy they have to work around, past, and through. Buckell also continues a bit of the cyber-punkness of the previous novel, with thematic discussions of open-source democracy and consensus. (I kept expecting a stronger exploration/critique of that than I ever got; that's probably me projecting the book I want to read, rather than the books that Buckell has tended to write. There's chewiness in these books, but he generally goes heavy on the rollicking and light on the toothiness.)
And true to prediction, the story has telescoped out again from the previous books: again, there is more going on past the margins of the story than any of the characters can get a good look at. And because they can't get a good look at it, I can't get a good look at it. I crave book four.
More space-opera-y Buckell goodness! This one is Azteca-centric and set on Chilo, the planet of the dense, poisonous, stormy atmosphere with the floating cities that showed up at the end of Ragamuffin. (Mm! I like stories where the environment has the force of a character.) This one is male-centric again, but didn't feel as men-all-the-time-men as Crystal Rain did -- the main character is a thirteen year-old-boy, his two foil characters are Pepper and a teenage girl from a wealthier city. (For the life of me, I cannot figure out what scene is portrayed on the cover -- is there a point where Pepper and Katerina are fighting together, outside the city, during the final battle? I can't remember it, if there is.)
Sly Mongoose is again a thematic shift from the first two -- I like that Buckell doesn't write the same book over and over -- with lots of thematic undercurrents about community-wide (nation-wide?) poverty, and trying to survive in an environment controlled by wealthy, powerful communities that don't much care if yours lives or dies (well, except that if the crisis gets too bad, they'd have to do something, and as much as they might resent that, their choices might well be intolerable to you). There are also discussions of how the privilege of wealth plays out on an interpersonal level, and women finding ways to get what they want despite the patriarchy they have to work around, past, and through. Buckell also continues a bit of the cyber-punkness of the previous novel, with thematic discussions of open-source democracy and consensus. (I kept expecting a stronger exploration/critique of that than I ever got; that's probably me projecting the book I want to read, rather than the books that Buckell has tended to write. There's chewiness in these books, but he generally goes heavy on the rollicking and light on the toothiness.)
And true to prediction, the story has telescoped out again from the previous books: again, there is more going on past the margins of the story than any of the characters can get a good look at. And because they can't get a good look at it, I can't get a good look at it. I crave book four.
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Date: 2009-02-25 03:24 pm (UTC)*remembers to go look up something that I had no time to look up when I was reading* Ah, so the Azteca use Fahrenheit. That, or publishers have assumed that American SF audiences have regressed...
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Date: 2009-02-25 03:17 am (UTC)So indulge my curiosity? What else is on that stack?
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Date: 2009-02-25 04:33 am (UTC)It looks, perhaps, like this run on your books as dumb luck, because most of what's on my to-read stack right now is American history. Although my books have a way of spontaneously shuffling into a different order without telling me they're going to do so...
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Date: 2009-02-25 03:34 pm (UTC)It's still an *awesome* front cover :D
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Date: 2009-02-25 04:10 pm (UTC)Yeah, it's an awesome front cover. (And there's a strandbeest on the back! More awesome!)