A deliberately unspecified near-future year, haunted by a pandemic, where facemasks are both ubiquitous and politicised? And the series started last year? Exciting. Prescient. I like it. Except that after that little detail, it starts to fall apart. The oceans have risen, but the setting is also stacked with such default SF impedimenta as proper cybernetics and flying cars. And whereas Sarah Pinsker's A Song For A New Day wowed me by getting detail after detail of the hateful 'new normal' correct ahead of time, 20XX has that first detail of plague and alienation right, and then calls most everything else wrong, instead leaving most of life unchanged. So despite this being a disease with a survival rate of 1%, instead of the other way around, office work and commuting still seem to be the norm, which now seems crazy. Sometimes, as with the social scenes in bars, the disconnect is positively heartbreaking.
Oh, and this plague gives the survivors superpowers. Which inevitably leave them hated and feared by the norms. And from there we're into the usual piffle, another X-Men by way of Romeo & Juliet retread, in which the first pass dialogue sees most of the characters talking either like refugees from a direct-to-streaming action film, or in reheated therapy-speak. "And try not to dwell on what we might have done. That kind of thinking can lead you down a dangerous path – one where you'll do anything for a sense of control. Often the end result is worse – and more out of control – than where you began." That all in one, hardly atypical speech balloon.
It's not all bad. Luna's art is still clean and expressive, less prone to stiffness and unconvincing perspective than it used to be – and he draws an excellent cat. There's some nice Sherlock-style stuff with characters receiving emails during scenes, except 20XX adds an extra note of realism by having some of them be totally irrelevant, like a 30% off sale at HandbagDepot. Also, the survivors' powers each give them control over different but specific and limited stuff, ranging from the obvious (wood, metal), to the protagonist's useful, gruesome speciality (soft tissues), to...synthetic fibres? Which we don't see in use in the story, but I'm almost tempted to persevere with the series just in hope of seeing someone trying to be a fearsome posthuman armed only with nylonkinesis.
(Edelweiss ARC)