I read the three books of The Trigon Disunity back in the 1980s, when they were first published, in the mid-80s. I enjoyed them immensely. This, I thought at the time, does what science fiction does best: tells an exciting story that resets our vision of both past and future.
Now, nearly four decades later, I am rereading the books. On page 126 I was thinking: this is indeed great fun. I’m not talking Book of the New Sun brilliance, here, but surely as good as anything in Heinlein or Asimov.
I know, I know: mine is a decidedly minority position. I have read a fair number of negative reviews. So: CAUTION.
As far as I can tell, these books have fallen off the radar of today’s sf readers and mavens. This is a neatly constructed tale, this Emprise, and is on the whole perfectly satisfying. If one is looking for comparisons, I suggest the Niven/Pournelle team and the work of Jack McDevitt. This is not Literature, nor any attempt at it, but popular thriller novelizing. This is essentially a political drama. It has nothing to do with my politics, by the way. It is about government action. I do not believe the author mentions taxation once. His interests lie in space travel. And he (rightly) sees politics as the only way to achieve such a thing quickly.
1. Premise: we are introduced to a post-Apocalyptic world. Civilization has fallen (in the 1980s) sans war or plague — indeed, peace was the problem (it is a clever collapse, but I will not spoil it). America has gone back to virtually 19th century economic conditions, but without fossil fuels. Anti-science furor dominates culture. And in a backwater area of Idaho, a man secretly scours the heavens with his makeshift radio telescope. And he encounters a message. An obviously artificial message. It comes from Mu Cassiopeia, and the scientist decides he must inform a colleague. Some colleague; some scientist somewhere. But he cannot raise any of his friends from before the collapse. He succeeds only in informing one man in England, a former member of the House of Lords, an astronomer. And then he is captured, tried and executed for the treason that is science. So much for America.
2. The main story: the confirmation of the discovery, the subsequent deciphering of the message, and then the political response by King William: revive civilization in time to send a spacecraft as emissaries to greet the aliens midway.
3. This is an extremely satisfying First Contact story. Note that the very premise is “post-apocalyptic,” and the Message is a First Contact as bland as we could hope. It remains until the very end of the book to discover what is actually going on, when the First Contact is as close an encounter as Hynek could hope for.
And the reader is in for a big surprise.
Thus Emprise offers us a novum and a concluding paradigm shift. Everything gains new meaning at the end. It satisfies critic Stephen E. Andrews’s demands for good science fiction.
Yet the book is not anything like high literature. The descriptions are cut down to the bare minimum, as is characterization. It is all about the premise, the nova and the plot.
Just like much Golden Age science fiction. I think it works on this level, and that this is enough.
In the past I have not recommended the book as often as I might because elements of the premise are eyerollworthy. For example, the author believes in Peak Oil Theory, which is unscientific and makes no sense, especially now that we know (well, this is controversial) that “fossil fuels” are not the crushed remains past life: petroleum is made in the mantle and gushes up naturally to the surface. And much of the environmentalist assumptions are on this order; the ecology is the least sound science here. One could pick at such nits endlessly. But one could also find small pro-science gems all over the place, such as his brief description of the FTL drive developed in the course of the story.
It is a lot of fun. Sure, it would have been better a hundred pages longer, with more description and a tad more character development, and bit better description of the technical action at the encounter outside the solar system, but hey: the definition of a novel has always been a long work of fiction with a flaw in it.
There are flaws, but also gems, within. Many. One of those gems is the discovery of a dark [‘Jupiter’] star, a twin for our Sol. It does not feature as key to the plot.
Also, I really enjoyed many, many other touches. The term for the aliens, used in the novel, is “MuMan,” for being from Mu Cassiopeia. Nifty.
Next up: Enigma.