| Jupiter, Issue 36, April 2012 | Jupiter, Issue 37, July 2012 |
| A review by Rich Horton
I'll begin with Sponde, #36, and its most impressive story, "LEAD," by Alexander Hay. LEAD stands for Low Economic Activity
Designate, which is to say "low level offenders, the unemployed, the educationally unrealised and selected special
interest groups, like ASBOs and unproductive immigrants." LEADs are subject to rounding up for allocation to foreign
businesses as cheap labor. The story follows a couple of workers for an organisation rounding up the LEADs as well as
some of the LEADs themselves, as a riot breaks out, and the putative lead (no pun intended) character must suppress
it. This is over the top satire in classic Galaxy mode, and it's mordantly effective.
The rest of the issue doesn't work as well. That said, Michael Sutherland's "The Photograph" is rather interesting, about
a man given custody of a photograph by an old woman, who warns him of the danger of even looking at it. It's a picture of
Orthon, a supposed alien visitor described in the George Adamski's book Flying Saucers Have Landed. (A real book, by the
way.) Naturally our hero can't resist looking at the book, with consequences viewed rather paradoxically in this
story. Greg McColm's "Footprint" is about a science team on Mars, who discover some decidedly unusual "gold moss"
and are torn between further investigation and corporate orders to ignore it. The story never quite convinced me, nor
did it ignite my sense of wonder. Neal Clift's "The Zenith" is an adventure tale of disaster in an alien ocean, in
which the title ship is breached by a dangerous predator. Minor work. Finally, Dean Giles's "The Post-human Condition"
deals with a conflict between "normal" humans traveling to
Gliese-581 and the AIs and "posthumans" left behind, who may have tried to follow them. An interesting idea, really,
but not quite involving enough as presented here.
Issue #37, Kale, opens with "Apples," by Krishan Coupland. This is a post-apocalypse story, with a significant title
and a significantly named male protagonist (Adam). (Though the female protagonist is
Clare.) It seems that Adam and Clare have been raised alone, and separately, by what appear to be robots of some sort,
or artificial people, after "the Shake," which destroyed the Old-Timers world. Adam is harried by the creature he calls
Father in the direction of Clare... but when they meet at last things don't click. It's a strange little story, not
quite fully satisfying but interesting for defying expectations. Next is Aliya Whiteley's "Midnight, Midnight," a brief
piece about an alien working in a convenience store, in support of his people's plan... but not happy in his
role. It's not a great story, but it does effectively portray the ground down state of both the alien worker
and his addicted customers.
Douglas Thompson's "Centauri" works a familiar vein -- Earth-based explorers investigating mysterious structures
on an alien planet. In this case the explorers are women, sent there by a teleportation system that (analogous
to Algis Budrys's Rogue Moon) sends a sort of copy. The results -- the aliens they meet, and the consequent
misunderstandings -- aren't much new, but the telling, and the alternation between the explorers point of view and that
of the mission leader, is well enough done. "Avert," by Chris Bailey, opens with a man meeting himself. An interesting
enough beginning, though the story doesn't really work with the questions of identity that implies. Instead, we learn
that this man is an astronaut. The future he lives in involves a successfully colonized Solar System -- and indeed,
he's based on Mars, where his Argentinian fellows are making the planet livable. His story is that he was recruited
to take an experimental ship to the edge of the Solar System. And there he stopped, and came back. And, it turns
out, came back again. It seems humans have been confined in the Solar System. It's an old idea
(again) but Bailey's reasons are at least slightly different than usual, and the denouement resolves the effects
of that confinement sensibly. Finally, Jack Ford's "The Blog of Revelations" is a somewhat snarky story about a
blogger who somehow becomes a religious figure to aliens, who invade Earth and promise to set him up as
ruler. Kind of a "be careful what you wish for" piece -- what if we really acted on the off the cuff complaints
of a typical blogger? As such, it's kind of weak tea.
Rich Horton is an eclectic reader in and out of the SF and fantasy genres. He's been reading SF since before the Golden Age (that is, since before he was 13). Born in Naperville, IL, he lives and works (as a Software Engineer for the proverbial Major Aerospace Company) in St. Louis area and is a regular contributor to Tangent. Stop by his website at http://www.sff.net/people/richard.horton. |
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