Savior | |||||||||
Nancy Kress | |||||||||
Asimov's SF, June 2000 | |||||||||
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A review by Trent Walters
Those of you without a subscription to Asimov's at the time will be kicking yourselves on this one. One of the
greatest scenes in the history of the genre since the banquet scene of Dune passed you by. Not only
that, but the story also shares similarities with Jane Austen, O. Henry, Kim Stanley Robinson and a
classic 1940 Astounding tale by Harry Bates.
So this giant egg lands. Scientists scratch their heads because it's not doing anything, nor are they able to plumb
the secrets inside with any of their fancy doodads. Eventually, the scientists give up the probing though it continues
to plague their thoughts. (Is this symbolically the age-old tale of the girl who snubs the guy who acts interested? Why
does the ship land as an egg? I've posed these questions parenthetically, so the reader might appreciate the
reviewer's keen sense of humour.) The true answer to the purpose of the ship lies in an ironic reading of the
title. And throughout, Kress thwarts reader expectations:
The surprise ending of course is Kress' link to O. Henry, whose twist finales have fallen into disfavour with
writers. Of course, the average reader still loves them; only he has to go to the theatre to find them now. Maybe
this is one reason why magazine readership has fallen...?
But, of course, there was a bonafide reason for why
they'd fallen into disfavour: abuse. Pick up any genre collection of short shorts and read tale after bad
tale -- the twist for twist's sake. There has to be a potent meaning behind the twist, a playing upon assumptions for a reason.
Harry Bates' moving "Farewell to the Master" plays upon such reader assumptions for its finale, but it
doesn't matter whether you guessed the surprise. The ending still retained emotional impact and
meaning. The saying -- a good story is one a reader will read even should the last page be missing -- has
been attributed to Raymond Chandler. The same is true for O. Henry tales. If the story's purpose includes
the journey and not merely the destination, it satisfies.
Kress' "Savior" falls into this category of story. That is, it does when one knows what Kress is driving
at. One Locus reviewer said it was "less than the sum of its parts." True enough if one does not question who
it is that needs saving. The plot unravels an episodic future history where industrial technology finally
breaks civilization down but where human ingenuity through quantum computers and nanotechnology turns
civilization back around. The episodic drama is more reminiscent of Kim Stanley Robinson's Mars trilogy
than the standard story plot. The episodes don't always seem to direct the reader toward a deeper
understanding of the story's thematic goal. Kress appears to misdirect the reader even here... except
when, between the episodes, we receive the bold voice of the alien announcing, "Transmission: There
is nothing here yet. Probability of occurrence: 67%." The percent fluctuates with the falling and
rising of technology. Unfortunately, the theme gets buried and doesn't always arise to let the reader
know what it is driving at. But perhaps this is by design; neither do humans know what other humans
are driving at, let alone aliens.
While the storytelling language rarely emerges from the functional -- Flannery O'Conner asked why anyone would
need more -- character realism is Kress' strong suit and perhaps is what makes her so appealing to those who
enjoy strong characterization. For example:
Back to falling magazine subscriptions for a brief digression, apart from the more obvious aspects of societal
alliteracy (to borrow a neologism from the first lady, meaning people who choose not to read), perhaps
the genre's greater tendency toward shorthand or simply stringent reading protocols has blocked out potential
readers. For example, though Kress uses Fermi's Paradox which has been bounced around the SF block for years,
a new reader may stumble over such an undefined term and feel lost, putting down the book. Perhaps, arguably,
older SF assumed less shorthand than it does today; hence, the older generation of non-SF readers knew who
Heinlein, Asimov, Clarke and Bradbury were. Maybe SF writers should be more cognizant of such terms and try
to provide the context that would define the terms without insulting the intelligence of those who already are aware of them.
Again, to appropriate another Chandlerism (from "Notes on the Mystery Story"):
The best was saved for last. What's all this hyperbole comparing one of Kress' episodes
(the second) to the incomparable banquet scene in Dune?
Though there are more characters and intrigue to juggle in the Dune scene, Kress works similar
yet subtler magic -- more akin to the literary works of manners in Jane Austen. The egg has permeated the
culture so thoroughly that they've taken to prefixing statements with "O." The scene tension builds through
a goat herder's perceptions or misperceptions of his wife.
The goat herder cannot reveal what he does not know, so what the reader learns is completely by inference, requiring only a knowledge of human nature. I won't spoil the sly yet potent revelation. (Hint: Kress has built up enough little details that what the
character thinks has happened, the reader knows otherwise.
"On the journey home...")
If you missed the June 2000 issue of Asimov's, don't despair. "Savior" has been reprinted exactly where it belongs: in Gardner Dozois' Year's Best Science Fiction, 18th Annual Collection.
Trent Walters' work has appeared in Speculon, Spires, and The Pittsburgh Quarterly, among others. He has interviewed for SFsite.com, Speculon and the Nebraska Center for Writers. More of his reviews can be found here. When he's not studying medicine he can be seen coaching the Minnesota Vikings as an assistant coach, or writing masterpieces of journalistic advertising, or making guest appearances in a novel by E. Lynn Harris. All other rumored Web appearances are lies. |
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