I wish I could recommend this book. I really do. I'm a Starset fan; I enjoy their music and videos a lot, even to the point that I generally think the grandiose sci-fi theme that accompanies their work adds to rather than detracts from it. Unfortunately, A Brief History of the Future is just not well-written story.
Poor Thomas Bell is a protagonist who's quickly sidelined in his own novel. By the two-hundred-page mark, he hasn't done much of any real consequence. He wanders about and does things, sure, but nothing that has any bearing on the plot or the world around him. Instead, the reader's attention for the majority of the book is directed to a cast of supporting characters, and most of them are more interesting than Thomas is. In fact, the novel reads as though the author wasn't sure what to do with him until the last third. He's given a motivation that more or less works and might endear him to the reader - providing for his ailing mother - until he acquires a love interest and forgets about dear, old mom.
Perhaps that's not entirely accurate. He doesn't actually forget about his mom. He just implicitly decides that his exciting romance with his cute colleague is more important, and his subsequent actions to preserve their relationship (a sudden romance that is not developed very well) necessarily jeopardize his mother's medical care. He insists, though, to himself and the reader by extension that his priorities have not changed. Then, as though the author suddenly remembered that Thomas is supposed to be the protagonist, he assumes a central role in the action of the last fifty to seventy-five pages of the book.
Similarly, the novel's antagonist is bland and unremarkable. I cannot name him here because he doesn't have a name for most of the story. He's simply referred to by his title over and over, and when he is eventually given a name, there's nothing personal or meaningful about it. Like Thomas, he also doesn't do much - that is, aside from strut and march from one scene to the next adorned with military regalia and engaging in a limited variety of mustache-twirling villainy.
The novel generally struggles to make its characters engaging. Attempts to depict them as smart, capable, and motivated fall flat at practically every turn. At the risk of coming across unnecessarily harsh, reading A Brief History, I was reminded of a post online which read, "To a stupid person, smart people are indistinguishable from wizards." This remark came to mind during a scene in which members of an underground rebellion are preparing to abduct a senior government official. Their brilliant plan involves luring the target into an apartment, setting off a flash-bang inside, and shooting everyone in the target's entourage with tranquilizer darts to subdue them. It's ambitious and audacious, but not too out of the ordinary for a work of fiction. But we're not done. Then the rebels will use a Faraday cage to cut off signal traffic between the apartment and the world outside, restrain the target, wrap him in mesh to complete a makeshift cage around his person, move him out of the apartment through a secret passage and into an adjacent elevator shaft, then another in an adjacent building, and take him to the basement, where they'll load him into a waiting vehicle. The kicker? The rebel leader expects to accomplish all of this in less than a minute. This is nothing short of absurd, and whoever is in charge of the rebels' operational planning should be fired yesterday.
Did I mention the other rebel leader, who gets three to five chapters dedicated to following her exploits, all of which amount to practically nothing? She's introduced to the reader in a scene that's meant to show her off as a badass operative. Said introduction sees her assassinating a target with a sniper rifle from eighteen stories above street level. She jumps out a window and rappels down, detonating explosives hidden in her sniper's nest, all of which is part of a grander plan the rebels have been cooking up for some time. But the target is a stooge, and his assassination has no bearing on the plot. The rebels' plan falls apart, and the leader in this case eventually disappears from the pages of the book, never to be seen again, her presence in the story ultimately being inconsequential. This does not, however, stop other characters from continuously talking about how effective and inspirational she was as an operative, despite her rookie mistake setting them back months or even years. Huh?
Things just happen in this story. Characters seem to stumble on and off the page over time as though they themselves aren't really sure what they're supposed to be doing in the grand scheme of things. Serious actions are taken, and instead of giving the reader and the characters time to breath and absorb the implications of them, the plot rockets forward with reckless abandon. People make jokes that don't land because the timing isn't appropriate either within the setting or the story. The events that take place, forming the plot itself, are sometimes woven together in threadbare fashion. Even the novel itself seems held together with duct tape and chewing gum. The amount of typos I found, especially in the last act, are definitely what I would call unacceptable.
I'm giving two stars because the story itself does have potential. There are some good ideas in this book, but they're not handled well. It could have been a more modern take on something like The Matrix. Unfortunately, what we're given instead is a fairly generic story featuring an evil empire and a ragtag resistance, forgettable characters whose skill and degree of competence are informed rather than demonstrated, and only superficial time and attention given to the broader, deeper themes the novel is trying and failing to explore. I would argue there is only one character who's somewhat compelling, and he only shows up for half the book.
I hate to say it, but do yourself a favor and skip this book.