Wow. Okay, where to begin. To sum it up: Feminist speculative fiction with political intrigue, religious gymnastics, and linguistics to boot? A book after my own soul. I loved the first and enjoyed the second, S.H.E. did it again. That said, I have a much stronger critique on this one than I did in Native Tongue.
For starters, this book was significantly different from the first in the trilogy in two ways: (1) it was heavily based in religious politics rather than government ones, although the government did still play a role, and (2) there was a much more fractured progression of the plot. That is to say, there were many more POVs, many more plot lines happening all at once, and a lot of jumping between timelines in order to discuss the way those plots interacted.
Let's start with number one—I LOVED it! As someone who grew up in the church and regularly encountered the sexism embedded in the culture, it was stunning to see it brought to life so boldly. The religious language brought me straight back to Bible school. It's also interesting to see the Bible's translation as a method for spreading “radical feminist heresy,” as the priests so enjoy saying, considering the role of Bible translations in manipulating popular opinion and perpetrating bigotry throughout history.
As for number two, I have mixed feelings. First and foremost, I have to say that only S.H.E. could manage to write prose so capturing that I would maintain interest through that many POVs. Yet, here we are. I was genuinely enthralled with this book and could not put it down, but there were also times when S.H.E. would introduce a completely new character/POV with only 100 pages left in the book. In hindsight, I see where every angle came together to form the whole, but my God (no pun intended) it tested my patience. I'm not sure that a reader who does not share my passion for linguistics and intricate conspiracies would have faired so well, so be warned. Although if you enjoyed the first, I think you'll survive.
I wanted to also touch briefly on the issues I raised with the first book, namely race and sexuality. Race was, for the very first time in the series, mentioned here in book two, but quite disappointingly. It was the sum of one paragraph explaining that racism doesn't exist anymore, the end. Felt like a huge cop out, probably inspired by criticism from Native Tongue. As for sexuality, somehow it became even more outrageous that there is not a single lesbian mentioned here than in the first book. Like, are you KIDDING ME? Complexes filled with man-hating women of all ages who are sexually frustrated and learning to embrace the beauty of female friendship? Honestly.
Okay, now for the ending. What the actual fuck. Before the epilogue: I felt great. I felt cathartic. A feel-good, hopeful, everything-is-looking-up ending. After the epilogue: Crying, vomiting, should I give up all hope, what is there to life. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME? This is why I am terrified to read Earthsong (book #3). I don't know if I'm masochistic enough to willingly submit myself to that kind of torture.
Wish me luck.