In the year 2198 Superintendant Shan Frankland is looking forward to calling it quits in the Environmental Hazards unit, retiring and finally growing those contraband, non-genetically-modified tomato seeds her father cultivated.
One government minister has other plans for her, though. She is sent to the far reaches of space, a trip that takes 75 years, on a mission that she knows nothing about because it is submerged in her brain, waiting to be released gradually once triggered. She joins a group of 7 assorted scientists, all sponsored by major corporations, and 7 marines, and has been given authority over them all. They reach the colony of Constantine on Cavanagh's Star, expecting to find the humans who had reached it over a century before to be all dead.
They aren't. They're a deeply Christian colony, and by having to provide everything for themselves wear undyed hemp clothes, toil every day to grow their own food on this strange orange and blue planet, and all with the permission of the peacekeeping race that live on the neighbouring planet, the Wess'har.
The Wess'har are matriarchal, abrupt, frank, always honest (they simply cannot lie), never negotiate and mean exactly what they say. They're supremely advanced in their technology, and seek only to maintain a balance. The planet which the colony of Constantine is on, Bezer'ej, is the home of the bezeri, squid-like beings that live far beneath the sea. They asked the Wess'har for help from the isenj, beings which bear similarity to humans for their over-populations, their smothering of the land in blank grey buildings. Needing more room, they located to Bezer'ej only to be wiped out by the Wess'har. Completely. The planet was restored as if they had never been, the pollution was dealt with, and now only the human colony of Constantine lives on the surface alongside a Wess'har temporary city, for defense. The isenj consider the planet theirs still, and now there are new humans coming. The scientists want to collect as many samples as they can, all for the profit of the pharmaceutical etc. companies back home, but the main condition of being allowed to land at all is that they do not remove or take anything.
To complicate matters even further, the planet's guardian, a Wess'har called Aras, is host to parasitic organisms called C'naatat which make him live forever, heal all wounds and adapt his body constantly by borrowing and experimenting with the genes of other creatures. It's something the humans and isenj would kill to get their hands on, since it brings immortality. Aras looks more human than Wess'har by the time Shan arrives, but he is still alien. Yet she finds more in common with him and his philosophy than with the gethes, as Aras calls humans: carrion-eaters.
The various races are on a collision-course for open warfare, with the isenj and humans equally greedy and arrogant, the Wess'har implacable in their will and ability to destroy them. And between them all rests a fragile planet of strange creatures and struggling populations.
Those of you who know me know that I don't read much sci-fi. There's very little of it that I like, and some of it I've hated (Neuromancer anyone?) so much that it's biased me against most of it. See, I'm more of a Farscape girl than a Star Trek/Stargate/Battlestar Galactica/blah blah blah kinda girl. I hate the whole "we're human, we're superior, let's travel the universe and help the poor little aliens cause they can't help themselves" shite. Those of you who know me even better will also be aware that I don't hold the human species in very high regard, and I certainly don't consider us the most important organism on this planet. Since we seem to be the only sentient creatures on this planet, we have quite a responsibility towards it. There's a lot I love and respect about humans, but there's just so much that disappoints.
So you could say that City of Pearl is right up my alley. Ouch.
I love fiction with a conscience. Is that the right way to put it? With principles, maybe. Although it is set far in the future, it's more of a warning finger wagging at our own situation. The genetically-modified soy and wheat and canola, the corporations who own copyright of seed so that farmers have to always buy buy buy, the experiments on animals in the name of research... Although I'm a now-and-then meat-eater, I don't believe in injecting animals with hormones, steroids etc. or in the methods used to kill them. Did you know they hang chickens upside-down and electrocute them so that their feathers fall out? Sometimes this doesn't even kill them. So no, I don't have a terribly high opinion of humans, since the crap outweighs the good stuff.
On the other hand, you can quite easily read this book as simply well-written speculative fiction. The characters are realistic, the aliens are alien and think differently, the plot is extremely tight and well-paced, and Aras is so wonderfully charismatic and enigmatic, I think I'm a little bit in love. He's just so lonely! And I'm only human... :) I doesn't have a definite ending, so I'm hoping Traviss is writing more about Shan and Aras.
I eagerly recommend this to anyone who likes sci-fi, and even those who don't. It makes me interested in looking for more sci-fi that isn't just about big ships with big guns fighting over galactic space. So if you can think of any that's not like that, or as pretentious as Neuromancer (I'm sorry, I really didn't like it. I didn't even finish it), I'd be happy to check it out.