An introductory note: if you're here because you're judging books by their covers, whether that's pro or con AI-generated art, move along, because I have actually read the ARC and this is a real review. That said, let's talk content, hm?
This is a challenging review for me to write and it's mostly because it isn't what I expected. This review is going to be a ramble, you have my apologies in advance.
I assumed, having read TSIASOS, this would be another first contact sci-fi novel packed with adventure, talking ships, space battles, fearsome aliens galore, lots of action, something new to ponder on basically every page, and lots to hold my painfully short attention span.
Fractal Noise is a lot of things. To Sleep in a Sea of Stars, it is not.
If you're looking for something that's like Call of the Wild, Moby Dick, Waiting for Godot, or Old Man and the Sea, but put it in space? This is the book for you. If you like "man vs environment" plotlines, this is for you. If you really enjoy reading commercial literary fiction and you want to branch out into sci-fi but you're still looking for something familiar that spends the majority of the book focusing on Big Feelings About the Meaning of Life rather than a plot... This is for you.
Like the plot of this book is a dude going on a walk to try and cure his depression slash low-grade suicidal ideations following the death of his wife, that's what I'm trying to say here. And yes, to be fair the walk happens to be on an alien planet to look at an alien artifact and Shit Happens but like. It's a glorified walk.
Which is fine. Like that is a perfectly acceptable plot. It's also the plot of The Hobbit. The cool thing about literature is there can be a lot to convey and sometimes plot doesn't have to be the main thing, it can be Feelings and Emotions and Therapy In Space. The thing is, I personally wanted pew pew space guns and terrifying, murderous aliens and sassy talking ships and corrupt politicians and really awkward sex scenes, aka all the things I loved so much about TSIASOS.
So there's that.
I'm not sure how I feel about it, on the whole. I don't know that I'm qualified to say "this is good, read it" or "this is horrible, avoid it" because it's so far removed from what I typically read, and what the readers I typically talk books with read? It feels more literary than it does genre, and I don't feel that I'm the intended audience (which is a weird sentence to write about anything Tor publishes given I'm so obsessed with them that even 10 months after exiting bookselling I am still getting snuck back onto their e-ARC mailing lists. Thank you, marketing department; please don't kick me off the lists, ily).
Tangent aside, Fractal Noise has a lot to say about grief, the purpose of life, and finding one's way out of being in a bad headspace, and I think that's an important message in the world for those who may be struggling with shaky mental health. I am (thankfully) not in a shaky headspace right now, and would be interested to see if Fractal Noise hits deep for those who may be having some stressy depressy times.
Also, I have really mixed feelings about the main character? Like. I started this book and within the first 2 chapters I was like "oh, Alex is this lil emo sadboi who kinda wants to die and he's going on a possible suicide mission to Meet Aliens, this is going to be spectacular" and yet, as the book progresses it becomes incredibly clear that, essentially, dude is genuinely miserable because of his own mental blocks and he really coulda just gone to therapy and not endangered his life on a cursed pilgrimage to look for alien artifacts. Like. Really, though.
And I feel like that sounds like I'm sassing the book. I'm not. I say it more in the way people say "man they really coulda rode those eagles all the way to Mordor in the first place" when talking Lord of the Rings, where we all know going for the walk is the point. It's the journey. It's the experience.
On a positive note, we are now 2/2 on me receiving the ARC of the next Paolini book, reading it at the drop of a hat after not reading any fiction for *months*, and magically being able to read books again. So despite my belly aching I do appreciate Fractal Noise for reminding me I do like to read, actually.
But anyway, yeah, that's my absolutely convoluted pre-bedtime ramble of thoughts on Fractal Noise. Would I re-read? No. Will I read the next fractalverse novel? Yes, no questions.