Manta's Gift | ||||||||
Timothy Zahn | ||||||||
Tor Books, 496 pages | ||||||||
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A review by Alma A. Hromic
But it is this supposed star-drive that goads the less-than-honorable moiety of the human species to do unconscionable acts. The
alien Qanska, in the meantime, have a problem of their own -- two, in fact, because the central predicament is exacerbated by the
fact that they are not "a problem-solving race" and cannot even think about trying to begin dealing with the main issue because
they don't know where to begin. Enter Manta, or Matt Raimey as he used to be known in his previous existence as a human being. The
humans are using him as a spy amongst the Qanska; the Qanska have their own agenda. Manta, caught in the middle, has his central
dilemma put into a nutshell for him by one of the Qanska elders: some of the Qanska believe he is now Qanskan, and has lost his
human abilities, and therefore can't help his adopted species; or he remains quintessentially human, and therefore a threat to the
Qanska, and won't help them.
The other side of the equation has put the situation in its own nutshell, and I think I see the glimmer of the genesis of this novel
in the anecdote that the humans use to illustrate the situation -- the old story of a scout sent to infiltrate the native tribes,
and report back to his commanding officer.
The Colonel says, "And what do you have to tell me?"
The scout responds, "Get off our land."
Timothy Zahn's previous book, Angelmass, left me largely unmoved with its almost contrived plot and pages of what somehow
came off, despite the author's advanced degree in the subject, sounding like pseudo-physics to me. I kept on looking for the
verve and the sheer momentum of another Spinneret, and never quite found it.
Manta's Gift, although not a Spinneret either, is a much more satisfying book. It does achieve what a depressingly large
number of books achieve these days -- make me thoroughly ashamed of at least a certain subset of my species. Sometimes I am left
thinking that we are simply not principled enough to go to the stars and deal with people who don't renege on a deal on a whim
because the other guys have something we want and we want it badly enough to lie, cheat, coerce, extort, blackmail and even kill
for it, before we'll deal for it with some semblance of honor. It also, however, makes me very proud of another subset of those
same species -- the kind that will sacrifice their careers, their reputations, their comfortable existence and even their lives
if necessary in order to stand in the way of the other kind. As long as there is this balance, even, the human race will muddle
through somehow.
As with every story, there are probably nits to pick along the way -- but there is one thing about Manta's Gift that
supersedes nit-picking, and is definitely rare enough to make a note off. It's the sort of story that makes you want to stand
on your chair and cheer out loud. And that's probably the highest praise a storyteller can receive.
Alma A. Hromic, addicted (in random order) to coffee, chocolate and books, has a constant and chronic problem of "too many books, not enough bookshelves". When not collecting more books and avidly reading them (with a cup of coffee at hand), she keeps busy writing her own. Her latest fantasy work, a two-volume series entitled Changer of Days, was published by HarperCollins. |
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