The Standing Dead | ||||||||
Ricardo Pinto | ||||||||
Tor Books, 560 pages | ||||||||
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A review by Victoria Strauss
The Stone Dance of the Chameleon is set in the world of the Three Lands, ruled with absolute and despotic cruelty by
the Chosen, also known as the Masters, a hugely tall white-skinned race in whose veins (they believe) flows the blood of gods. It's
death for lesser beings to see Chosen faces, which they protect with elaborate masks. The Chosen regard the tributary peoples who
serve them (the small brown-skinned Plainsmen and the larger black-skinned Maruli) as debased savages, little more than animals, and
treat them, by divine right, as slaves.
In the novel's first volume, Carnelian, son of one of the Houses of the Great (Chosen society is divided by many nuances of rank
and blood), returned from exile with his father -- who, long distant from the bitter factional struggles of Chosen politics, was
judged an appropriate choice to oversee the interregnum between the death of the present Emperor and the election of a new. Raised
apart from Chosen other than his father (a man unusually compassionate in his treatment of his servants, prone to neither the
cruelties nor the excesses of other Masters), Carnelian knew almost nothing of the Chosen's Guarded Land or of their opulent
capital, Osrakum, and found himself both entranced and horrified by the strange new world unfolding before him. In Osrakum, Carnelian
met and fell in love with another Master, Osidian; only later did he discover that Osidian was really one of the Jade Lord Twins,
rivals for the Emperorship. Betrayed by his brother's faction, Osidian was kidnapped, and Carnelian along with him -- both of them
closed into funerary urns and left to die.
As the second volume opens, Carnelian and Osidian are discovered by the legionary in charge of disposing of the urns, who illicitly
opens them in search of goods to steal and sell. Terrified of these Masters, yet knowing himself doomed for having seen their
uncovered faces, the legionary decides to take them south, beyond the Guarded Land, and try to sell them there. But the slavers
whom he persuades to help him are raided by a band of Plainsmen, returning from escorting their annual flesh tithe to Osrakum;
and Carnelian and Osidian are set free. Though Carnelian could go back to Osrakum, return would mean death for Osidian. To save
Osidian's life, Carnelian begs the Plainsmen (who, by a miracle, speak Ochre, the language taught to him by his childhood nurse) to
bring the two of them along. Eluding Chosen pursuit, they flee the Guarded Land, and move south into the vast expanses of the
Earthsky, where the many tribes of the Plainsmen live.
The Ochre raiding party (who were deeply divided on whether to carry the two Masters with them, and did so mainly out of panic and
extremity), bring Carnelian and Osidian back to their tribe. Some of the tribal elders want to kill them outright, but others, awed
and terrified by the god-like aura of the Chosen (and also by the birthmark on Osidian's forehead -- "as if the Skyfather himself
kissed his brow") fear to shed their blood. Allowed, reluctantly, to remain, Carnelian and Osidian are accepted into the hearth
of Akaisha, mother of ex-legionary Fern, with whom Carnelian has begun to form a friendship. As Carnelian learns to know the
Ochre, he comes to love these people and their ways. But Osidian, a Master to the core, can't see them as anything but barbarians
and slaves, nor is he willing to give up his divine birthright. Darkly, he plots revenge, and begins a campaign of violence,
betrayal, and corruption designed to break the Plainsmen's traditional social bonds and forge these utterly unwarlike people into
an army to challenge the Chosen.
The Chosen introduced the reader to Chosen society, in all its hallucinatory strangeness, beauty, and violence. Some critics
found the book too slow, too self-indulgent in its lavish detail; nevertheless, it's a hypnotic journey, a portrait of an invented
world that's not only fascinating and magnificent (and occasionally horrifying) but truly alien. One can recognize in Pinto's
setting the influence of various real-world cultures, especially those of ancient South America; but there's no sense whatever
of derivativeness, and the whole is genuinely unfamiliar. Any writer who has ever attempted world building will know how
difficult this is to achieve.
The Standing Dead introduces a different part of Pinto's world, the Earthsky. There couldn't be a greater contrast with
what has gone before. The Ochre are a gentle and loving people, who honor the earth and sky as mother and father. Where the Chosen
seek absolute dominance over their environment, molding their surroundings to reflect their needs and certainties, the Ochre's
environment dominates them absolutely, and their lives and beliefs are controlled by its rhythms. This is a familiar set of
oppositions, but the way Pinto works them out is not familiar at all. The Ochre's world, with its vast fern plains, its enormous
herds of saurians, and its violent seasons, is as alien in its way as that of the Chosen; and their customs, which spring
organically from this environment, are just as fascinating and strange (and portrayed with equal immediacy and vividness). Pinto
takes care not to turn the Ochre into conventional noble savages -- they're as prone to rivalry and ignorance and ill-will as any
group of people (and, potentially, as corruptible). Their essential goodness also serves a thematic purpose, in its contrast not
just to the society of the Chosen but to that of the Maruli (whom the Plainsmen encounter toward the end of the book) with their
gruesome religion of darkness and death.
As before, Carnelian is the camera through which all of this unfolds. He's both hero and narrative device, a player in the action
but also a way to convey Pinto's complicated setting to the reader. A good portion of The Standing Dead is devoted to
demonstrating the Ochre's lifestyle through his experience of it; this is done, however, in a way that moves the story suspensefully
along, as the Masters' presence creates strain among the Ochre and the rift between Osidian and Carnelian grows. Too, this
detailed portrait of the Ochre's customs is essential to what comes later, for when Osidian finally puts his dark plan into
action, he uses those very customs to disrupt, corrupt, and finally remake the Ochre in his own image. The process of this
betrayal is powerfully portrayed, a journey from innocence to debasement that has the weight and inevitability of real
tragedy. It's also a subtle examination of the ambiguities of oppression -- for as ruthlessly as they're manipulated by Osidian,
the Ochre willingly participate in their own corruption, and show little compassion toward the people that they, in their
turn, destroy.
Though the previous book featured complex characterizations, the setting was the star, and all the players were dominated
by their circumstances. In The Standing Dead, by contrast, character is the pivot on which the action turns -- particularly
Osidian's inability to see the world except through the eyes of a Master, his dark obsession with revenge, and the growth of
his mad belief in a divine destiny. Other characters are also very fine -- Fern, the ex-legionary with whom Carnelian begins
to fall in love; Poppy, the orphan he befriends; Akaisha, the Ochre hearthmother who takes Carnelian and Osidian in. Most
central, of course, is Carnelian himself. He's an immensely sympathetic protagonist; his growing love for the Ochre and his
repudiation of his own kind are both moving and believable (and well-grounded in the action of the previous book), as is his
increasing repugnance for Osidian's behavior, complicated by the love and loyalty he still feels for his one-time
lover. However, he remains a somewhat passive character, acting upon more than acting. While this made good sense in
The Chosen, by the end of The Standing Dead it has grown somewhat problematic: his failure to take a firm
stand against Osidian has begun to feel like waffling, and his doubts (in the absence of action) seem repetitive. Hopefully
in the final volume he will start to act more decisively.
Readers who found the previous book slow may like this one better, with its greater focus on action and tight plotting; while
for those (like me) who adored the shimmering, baroque detail of The Chosen, there's an equally entrancing feast of
strangeness, wonder, and horror. Without doubt this is one of the most fascinating and original series I've read in recent
years. If the final volume fulfills the promise of the first two, The Stone Dance of the Chameleon will be
a fine work indeed.
Victoria Strauss is a novelist, and a lifelong reader of fantasy and science fiction. Her most recent fantasy novel The Garden of the Stone is currently available from HarperCollins EOS. For details, visit her website. |
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