'The Infinity Box', Kate Wilhelm. Pocket paperback, 1977.
I'm quite captivated by Kate Wilhelm as of late. Her 'Where Late The Sweet Birds Sang' is a novel that transcends the dystopia into territories beyond survival, moving with a haunted narrative where existential grit and glamour of doom darken the horizons. Here in her mid-1970's collection, the dystopia darkens even more, and her characters unwind in the social and environmental decays like puppets pawn to their own ignorance & disillusion. The thing is, her apocalypses don't seem to have a beginning or an end, but exist already -- yes, we've been living within this long-goodbye from the get-go. While she writes with a fantastical air, just like her patriot in literary SF, Lucius Shepard, the cerebral unravelings are what makes her fiction so sharp and profound. I'm surprised her legacy doesn't shine as much as it should, but then again, who cares about dead authors when we have living ones. Did I mention she's kind of cynical as fuck too?
THE INFINITY BOX - this novella is about mind invasion, mind control. A middling average family man encounters a new neighbor. She is wan, unattractive, and like an injured bird, consistently nervous. He's attracted to her though, and without explanation, he is able to enter her mind, play and replay her thoughts and memories, and in the end, invades her not out of genuine interest, but because he can. Madness unravels in a psycho-therapeutic drama, and yes, the male gaze is treacherous.
THE TIME PIECE - Wilhelm plays it like a pulp game here as she enlivens a short tale about a man retiring from a 'good job'. His reward is a watch, and he soon finds out that he can freeze and then rewind time. While life grows stale and he questions the worth of his history, he tries to find some diamonds in his twilight-year funk, only to realize that life may just be a series of misconnected fragments from a predictable script. Far out concepts mingle with standard time-travel ploys.
THE RED CANARY - this one is brutal. Poverty and overpopulation, and a healthcare system that is not only a flawed bureaucracy but perhaps a method of suffocating the weak. A lonely man with a shit job in a shit apartment with a shit wife and a child he cares little about. Only to wander the city as sickness is everywhere. What makes this story work so well is that we could be on the edge looking down at this soon-to-be reality. Don't read this one when you're researching for a new health plan...
MAN OF LETTERS - parallel worlds clash as a hack writer loses his marbles, and finds himself and his life in a timeslip that may be his own madness, or a deviant plan. Solid.
APRIL FOOL'S DAY FOREVER - what if the government decided to wipe out half the population with manicured diseases? And why are all the doctors so friggin' young? Yes, the strongest will survive, or will they? What is a really dark novella about eugenics, medical care, and secret governments (star chambers) may conclude with a bright dash of optimism, but is this a heavy-handed ticket about age-ism and assisted deaths, or is it just Wilhelm fucking with the reader's expectations? Wilhelm definitely believes that art and expression is the only way out of it.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, BILLY BOY, BILLY BOY? - one of the more weaker, disjointed tales. More of the same, like 'Red Canary' - overpopulation, suicide, and rebellion. This one is quite fatalistic. Here, one reader may decide to slow down reading this collection, for the whimpers of a slow apocalypse may feel repetitive. I dig it though.
THE FUSION BOMB - a nice, refreshing escape from the urban landscape. Here on an island off the Carolina coast, a research team is assembled. Their goal is to play hedonism to the fullest, live the good life -- sex, food, travel, money -- while searching for the shape of the soul, the necessity of 'the enlightenment'. Yeah, Wilhelm is taking it into far-reaching territories, and here she and Lucius Shepard (visit his 'The Ends of the Earth' collection) seem to be writing in the exact same parallel universe. And really, this strange woman coming to the island as a secretary.....where does she really come from? Visions from within clash with nature, and a great story about immortality only slightly fizzled with a strange anti-climactic conclusion. Does nature truly win in the end?
THE VILLAGE - In the early 1970s, I think every SF writer wrote about Vietnam infiltrating our suburbs and/or cities in the US. Here it seems stock-like and predictable, the armed forces attacking their own ('Red Dawn' with radicalism), just for the sake of destruction. Harlan Ellison, Kit Reed, Norman Spinrad, Effinger and Ballard all did it just the same.
THE FUNERAL - a tonal exploration of a young woman designated as a teacher-in-training to a private school segregated from the world around them. Wilhelm pre-dates 'The Handmaid's Tale' in this one. A cautionary tale of new religion and order, and one can not help but think of Scientology (without the cosmic bureaucracy) and the teachings of Mary Baker Eddy. How it ends, Wilhelm brings yet another tale to a bruised song of silence. Perhaps the endings are never conclusive, focused only on what leads up to The End. To call Wilhem 'nebulous' would be an understatement. She is an existentialist to the fullest.
Again, I'm surprised Wilhelm isn't read and studied more. She's a gem, and then some.