Storyline: 3/5
Characters: 2/5
Writing Style: 3/5
World: 4/5
This does not read like a work from one of the most awarded and recognized science fiction authors of the 20th century, not like a story from a Grandmaster and Hall of Fame Inductee. It does not read like a book that was recognized by the Hugo, Nebula, National Book Award, and Locus. There is no effort at beautiful prose; Pohl’s writing is purely functional. There is no new, striking idea; this setup had been done before. The book does not even offer a thoughtfully or carefully constructed plot; it gets where it is going with little foreshadowing, intersections, or buildup. It does, however, read like a provocative piece of science fiction that would have captured a wide array of interests at the time of its writing.
This was a much better as a book of high political intrigue than it was a work of science fiction. Not that the science fiction is merely embellishment. Pohl uses the science fiction possibilities to accentuate the political trends in which he is interested. There is a question at the heart of the book: will politics as normal continue as humanity extends itself to space? And the “politics as normal” is the best part of the book, Pohl writing in the Cold War but offering intriguing speculation on where it would go. Pohl’s vision of the future was where the bipolar ideological cold war gave way to a multipolar cartel stalemate. This was an especially interesting idea and future, following from the implications of mutually assured destruction. Alliance members were very different from they looked like in the Cold War or today, once enemies now thrown together and longtime allies split. It is a future, while very different from what actually happened, which seems like it could have happened or could still happen. And that question of what politics we will take with us to the stars is one very much worth asking and exploring.
One of the more unsettling characteristics of the book is that for most of the telling one is not sure when Pohl is describing and when he is embracing. It is a very politically incorrect book. The slurs have changed, the specific minorities or nations who are discriminated against are different, and women seem to have more standing and options. Still, Pohl has his characters speak denigratingly of one another, disparage each other’s origins, and “playfully” sexually harass women, simply within the context of his future culture. Ultimately, I could not tell when Pohl was lamenting these as failings of civilization and meriting condemnation or defending them as essential parts of human nature undeserving of censure. For most of the book, the science fiction and political messages also had this ambiguity. Some truly terrible decisions are made and tragic events occur. There is a lot of ambiguity about what should be done and who is responsible. Moral ambiguity can be a particularly interesting technique in a story, but only when there are real dilemmas. Too often, Pohl’s characters behave unjustifiably and without showing awareness of what seem like obvious dilemmas. Either Pohl was ignorant and oblivious with his science fiction speculation, or he chose a bizarre way to introduce uncertainty into the story. As a consequence, it becomes easy to both dislike and distrust Pohl.
The author’s most intentional and definite point is political, but there is also a lack of clarity around it. This time the lack of clarity is caused by poor writing. The last chapter is really an epilogue, and the place where Pohl gives his answers. There was still suspense at this late juncture because it had been so unclear throughout just what Pohl was endorsing or trying to say. Pohl is going to try to remedy that in the epilogue, but it is sloppily written, open to too many interpretations or simply confusing. This was not the deliberate ambiguity that one might have credited Pohl with on the earlier themes in the book; this was him trying to make is big, final point but bungling it. And in those places where it was clear what was going on and what he was saying, it was simply unbelievable. I could hardly believe that this was what the story came to, that this is the message that we were supposed to take from this. If this is what Pohl believed and the lesson that was supposed to be drawn, then readers had good reason to both dislike and distrust Pohl throughout the book. It was all the more unfortunate because the story had so much weighing on that final chapter. That epilogue could have taken all the doubts and shown the reader that our author really was aware. It could have taken all the remaining questions and given them interesting, consistent answers. It could have finally given us a message that pulled the various tidbits scattered across the novel together, showing that something thoughtful and impressive had truly been planned all along. So, there is suspense going into that last chapter. From there it could have turned into an amazing book or a mediocre one. I am unsure what the voters of the various awards for which this book was nominated were meriting when they voted for this one. I have difficulty imagining people cheering for it because of how it came together at the end. I can most charitably imagine people applauding the book for its cynicism, for its unwillingness to look at civilization approvingly, for its refusal to show us better than we truly are.