If the Stars Are Gods | |||||||||||
Gregory Benford and Gordon Eklund | |||||||||||
Lucky Bat Books, 65 pages | |||||||||||
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A review by Trent Walters
Do you like being duped/tricked by authors who show you that maybe your perspective is wrong? As a lad, reading SF anthologies
of wildly different authorial personalities and beliefs, I figured that SF was a group of highly intelligent, highly accepting
individuals who understood how to get along, despite differences of opinion on politics, religion and the like. While I may
not have been right, I wasn't wrong. SF does have more than its fair share of such individuals. Here, "If the Stars Are Gods"
by Gregory Benford and Gordon Eklund, is another narrative that lulls you and then asks you to step outside yourself.
Aliens almost arrive on Earth. They stop at the Moon to find Reynolds, a washed-up, old has-been astronaut whose expiration date has
come and gone. They won't talk to anyone else.
Inside their crude if effective interstellar spaceship that humans have not managed to construct for themselves, they tell Reynolds
that they have come to visit the stars -- not other races. They know that our star is benevolent and want to visit the
creatures beneath its gaze.
The creatures are always on the verge of leaving and heading to the Sun, but Reynolds manages to stall them, little by little,
to gain what knowledge they have the stars. However, they are liars although Reynolds is able to peer through the lies and
surmise the truths they do have.
Finally, they lend Reynolds a taste -- a glimpse, a glimmer -- of what they do know, leaving him hungry for more. Meanwhile,
Earth delegates are on their way to convince them to come down and visit Earth, in which they have zero interest. Reynolds
makes an attempt to convince them of his own concerns.
All of this time, the story felt nearly tongue-in-cheek or frivolous. Then Eklund and Benford pulled the rug out from under me:
"[Reynolds] had underestimated these creatures. [Jonathon, the alien] was lying well, only when the truth would not suffice....
" 'When they come to you, they assume a disguise you can see. That is how they spend their time in this
universe. Think of them as doorways.' "
When you arrive at the end, you'll want to read it all over again. It's that good. The story resonates, leaves you thinking.
Trent Walters teaches science; lives in Honduras; edited poetry at Abyss & Apex; blogs science, SF, education, and literature, etc. at APB; co-instigated Mundane SF (with Geoff Ryman and Julian Todd) culminating in an issue for Interzone; studied SF writing with dozens of major writers and and editors in the field; and has published works in Daily Cabal, Electric Velocipede, Fantasy, Hadley Rille anthologies, LCRW, among others. |
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