"The Long Tomorrow" could be the title of my adventure in reading this book and writing this review, considering all the troubles and time taken to complete the task. Let me begin:
A "post-apocalyptic age" refers to a period following a global destruction event that has severely damaged or almost destroyed human civilisation and killed most human beings on the planet. The "apocalypse" itself can vary widely. Common causes include:
Nuclear War, Pandemics, Climate Change, Supervolcanoes, Asteroid Impact, Mega-Earthquakes, Alien Invasion, Hyper-intelligent Machine Uprising, Supernatural or Unexplained Events, (often involving mythical creatures), Divine Judgment, or other mysterious phenomena. Let's also consider the most terrifying, nightmarish possibility: every video on YouTube suddenly becomes Donald Trump's whimsical rants of disinformation, played on an endless loop, like Bohemian Rhapsody in "Good Omens." Alleluia, brothers and sisters, Big Brother is watching you, and He will command you to split the "Righteous" from the "Impious". You can't tell one from the other? No problem; remember Arnaud Amalric? "Kill them all and let God sort them out"...
Leigh Brackett, nicknamed "the Queen of Space Opera," was known for her work in pulp Sci-Fi. As a screenwriter, she wrote the first draft of "The Empire Strikes Back" and died a few weeks after submitting it to George Lucas.
"The Long Tomorrow," undoubtedly her best book, is both a post-apocalyptic novel and a coming-of-age story.
Life after an apocalypse! What would it be like?
Technology will likely be non-existent—consider the implications of a power grid failure lasting only a few hours—cities, almost certainly, have vanished from the face of the Earth. The ragtag group of survivors will probably revert to primitivism and turn to brand-new fire-and-brimstone religions that would satisfactorily explain the suffering and punishment of "our" sins. New illuminated preachers would surface to dominate, enslave, and point you in the right path, and either you walk straight, or else. Sounds credible?
The first half of the book is mesmerising and brutally real, almost alive. It is well-written, believable, and compelling, and I got lost in it, but then, the middle section and the end are a bit disappointing. I blame the lack of coherence of the main character. It doesn't matter how disappointed one may feel with lost dreams; you remain "yourself," regardless of how shattered your dreams are.
This book is not one of the best classics of post-apocalyptic fiction, but it's not very far. It failed, in my opinion, on the scientific-technological side and in the failure of a psychological twist in the end. If you are writing a book about the consequences of a nuclear apocalypse, you can't discard the "fallout," as the "Ivy Mike" test in 1952 (that completely vaporized Elugelab Island) proved, unless you fix the problem with appropriate dates that could justify the absence of radioactive rains. The author just ignored the fact.
The best part of the book is, as I wrote above, the dazzling first half and the hyper-dominant eschatology developed by the survivors to replace ancient ethics and morals (or their absence, you choose...) in the form of utter fanaticism as a solution for the "sins" of the ancestors. The concept that, after the Holocaust destroyed life as it was known in the 50s, with all ethical systems and organisational rules of life being replaced by religious fanaticism based on the theological concepts of Menno Simons and the "Radical Reformation" in the 16th century in the Netherlands, is described by Brackett brilliantly with her "New Mennonites" in Huckleberry Finn's fashion and lifestyle with a bible in one hand and the other in a fist raised to "heavens" screaming “Repent! The End is Near,”.
Leigh Brackett doesn't provide easy answers to the questions that come to the mind of the reader (at least this reader...). In many post-apocalyptic books, the usual reason given for the total destruction of the old world is often an oppressive one that is so evil that it must be completely annihilated and rebuilt from scratch. However, Brackett offers a different perspective. She manages to convey a complexity rooted in a simplicity that is often lacking in other versions of this theme, meaning that "why the world was destroyed" is not important; the point is, why should it be rebuilt if... There is that expectation, the author created, of something new coming from the destruction of the old, whether it be new cultures rebuilding in the ruins of old ones or a judgment that allows entrance into any sort of paradise.
Brackett never attempts to force-feed you any sort of ideology. She handles many interesting ideas, even if just lightly, like xenophobia, religious intolerance, blind acceptance of the status quo, fear of the unknown, and understanding history so as not to repeat it, in a manner that leaves it up to the reader to figure out where morality and ideology fit in a dim-witted revival and reinterpretation of religion as the driving force of society, like in the Middle Ages.
In the last part of the book, the charm is lost. Instead of focusing on a point or vision, she seems to rush to the end with a twist that is not convincing to me, that is. The book ends with a sickening, sanctimonious smile, as if there was no solution to tie everything together in a convincing way.
To me, the end of the book sounded something like: Hey, you! Apocalypse is over, now we have serious problems...