| The Lost Fleet: Invincible | ||||||||
| Jack Campbell | ||||||||
| Ace, 390 pages | ||||||||
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A review by Michael M Jones
It didn't take Geary long to realize that this mission wasn't a reward at all, but a convenient way to get the
conquering hero out of sight before his popularity and growing legend made him any more of a threat to the
establishment. Saddled with uncooperative subordinates, conflicting directives, and a dangerous mission, he's not
exactly expected to come back any time soon....
Now he's once again far from home, deep in enemy territory. On one side: the enigmas, a race of aliens so
xenophobic they'd rather destroy the human race than make any overtures of peace. On the other side: what's
left of the Syndics, whose system of government has collapsed, giving rise to warlords and would-be
conquerors. And now a third danger has arisen. The "bear-cows," named for their physical resemblance to Earthly
creatures, have a no tolerance policy for outsiders. They shoot first, suicide charge next, and never ask questions.
So once again, it's up to Geary to outwit, outthink, and outfight his enemies, but how can any man, even one as
tactically gifted as "Black Jack" Geary outthink aliens whose thought processes are so inscrutable? Especially when
they're heavily armed, trigger-happy, and covering all the exits. As if that wasn't complicated enough, enter
the "Spider-wolves," a third alien race who might be enemies, might be allies, if only Geary could communicate
with them. One thing's for certain: John Geary will get his people home, no matter how many alien fleets he has to fight.
Second in the Beyond the Frontier sequence, eighth in the
overall Lost Fleet series, Invincible has everything
fans have come to expect from Jack Campbell (an open pseudonym for John G. Hemry). Stoic heroes, large-scale
space battles, and constantly-increasing stakes. In Invincible, Geary has to deal with three different alien
races, several Syndic factions, a possible conspiracy back home, and all the myriad issues which pop up when
you're commanding hundreds of ships. His fleet is short on resources, battle-weary and breaking down on every
level, and keeping things together is like herding cats. It's always fun waiting to see how he'll overcome the
latest set of problems.
One of the best things about this particular entry in the series is how Campbell portrays his aliens. While
they may bear some resemblance to Earth species, and even possess some of the same attributes, these are aliens
who act... well... alien. One of the major plotlines involves Geary trying to figure out just how the bear-cows
and spider-wolves think, at least enough to fight them or communicate with them. These aren't your steroetypical
bumpy-headed aliens, with motivations that can be puzzled out by the second commercial break, these creatures
require more thought and effort. Sadly, we're stuck with an entire book of Geary fighting the bear-cows, who
don't even get a cool nickname to immortalize them in science fiction history. (The Klingons, the Kzin,
the... bear-cows? The name they do get, the Kicks, is hardly evocative or exciting.)
As always, Campbell plays to his strengths: internal politics, military tactics, bureaucratic nightmares,
and space battles. There's plenty of ship-on-ship and fleet-on-fleet action, in various cross-species
iterations, and no shortage of interpersonal conflict to be found as well.
One aspect I've always found curious about this series is how Campbell's characters are almost faceless, lacking
any real physical description. By their deeds, temperaments and words, shall you know them. We have Geary on
the cover, of course, but I honestly couldn't tell you what anyone else looks like, not even Geary's
wife/flagship captain, Tanya Desjani. I guess it's easier to let these characters represent everyone this way,
but whatever visual cues might exist are pretty subtle.
This leads into one of the few quibbles I have with this series and Campbell's style. For all that he rocks at
the military aspects, his emotional beats tend to be somewhat on the shallow or sparse side. Take Geary and
Desjani, for example. Supposedly in love (they got married during the fifteen minutes or so between postings,
when they weren't commanding and subordinate officer), their relationship feels more like best friends than
it does a couple sworn 'til death do them part. Some of that is the setup: Desjani is the captain of the
Dauntless, Geary's flagship. He wouldn't trust any other to serve that role, and to switch flagships would
dishonor the Dauntless, and so forth. So as long as he's the Admiral and she's the Captain, they can't be
husband and wife in more than name. So what's the point? There's no real drama, no real tension, and no
real spark between them -- except when Desjani gets to bristle at the presence of Victoria Rione, a civilian
observer and Geary's former lover. It's hard to invest in a couple that barely shows signs of life. Romance
hasn't just taken a backseat to the needs of the military, it was shoved out the airlock. The same goes for
the vast majority of the sprawling cast: they get a few lines, some quirks related to their style of leadership
or military service, and that's about it. I'd love to have some in-depth focus on some of the secondary
characters, because just the hints we get suggest that they'd be fascinating.
However, these are minor faults in an otherwise entertaining entry in an always enjoyable series. I picked up
this book as a treat for myself after a series of deadlines, and didn't regret it in the least. Campbell's one
of my favorite military SF writers, and every new release is something to be savored. I'm looking forward to
his next one, which promises to focus on an entirely different set of characters, as it looks at how the
collapse of the Syndics has changed the local status quo. It'll be interesting to see how other people, who
aren't John Geary, are getting along. In the end, Invincible is a worthy installment of the
Lost Fleet series, and sure to satisfy fans.
Michael M Jones enjoys an addiction to books, for which he's glad there is no cure. He lives with his very patient wife (who doesn't complain about books taking over the house... much), eight cats, and a large plaster penguin that once tasted blood and enjoyed it. A prophecy states that when Michael finishes reading everything on his list, he'll finally die. He aims to be immortal. |
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