Asimov's Science Fiction, October/November 2000 | |||||
A review by Nick Gevers
"Tauromaquia," a short novel originally published online in the webzine Event Horizon, deserves special mention,
not least because its four authors -- Daniel Abraham, Michaela Roessner, Sage Walker, and Walter Jon Williams -- somehow
in collaboration write in a seamlessly unified style, one rich in knowledge of the techniques and rhythms of the martial
arts they describe, rich also in the textures of a decadent far future imagined in common. A ruthless elaboration of the
arts of bullfighting endows "Tauromaquia" with formal fascination and passionate conflict; Romeo and Juliet is evoked
throughout, with interest; and the novella's climax is magnificently cathartic, a fine resolution of momentous concerns. Ole, ole.
Stephen Baxter's novelette "On The Orion Line," a sequel to his short story "Silver Ghost" in the September
Asimov's, also deserves high praise; ever the clinical ironist, Baxter again exposes a wet-behind-the-ears
human protagonist, indigenous to an equally immature and historically amnesiac spacefaring culture, to the Hard SF
challenges of contact with mysterious aliens, finding him and all those like him as grievously wanting as any Robert
Heinlein starship trooper ground through Paul Verhoeven's mill. Thus does Baxter invert the clichés of gung-ho military
SF.
And the ever-stylish and ever-sprightly Eleanor Arnason does some parodic jesting of her own in "The Cloud Man," a
sequel to her award-nominated "Stellar Harvest," visiting a sort of Island of Doctor Moreau where the newly intelligent
beasts are gentle custodians, and the true monsters are humans from the dystopian past, including (perhaps) Margaret
Thatcher. Arnason is the Chief Wit of feminist SF, but in a mild vein; Liz Williams strikes a far more savage note in
her fine story "Ancestors' Song," in which the human species becomes about as casually and callously bestial as the
imagination can allow, the moral of "The Cloud Man" ferociously re-emphasized...
Humanity takes further hard knocks in Tom Purdom's curious tale of combat-by-committee, "Sergeant Mother Glory," which
asks whether any lesson is ever truly learned, whatever amount of bureaucratic attention is directed its way. In the
end, the sheer moronic drabness of human existence, a quality Steven Utley captures with dour flair in his long-running
series of Silurian tales, is perhaps best countered through the assertion of plain humble love, which the protagonists
of "Chain of Life" proceed, humbly, plainly, to do. Or there is the escape route of blithe insanity, which Jim Grimsley
sums up with daft relish in the very short story "Peggy's Plan."
Whether the glib heroism of Larry Niven's space operas quite constitutes escapism of Peggy's infantile sort is best
left to the individual reader's judgement; but Niven's new novella "Fly-By-Night" is rather rousing in a silly way, so
why not praise it also, in the spirit of expansive generosity it inspires? All right, then: Niven is not at his best
here, but for many, his next best will serve. And as an SF magazine, Asimov's for October and November
serves very well indeed.
Since completing a Ph.D. on uses of history in SF, Nick Gevers has become a moderately prolific reviewer and interviewer in the field of speculative fiction. He has published in INTERZONE, NOVA EXPRESS, the NEW YORK REVIEW OF SF, and GALAXIES; much of his work is available at INFINITY PLUS, of which he is Associate Editor. He lives in Cape Town, South Africa. |
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