San Francisco in the mid 1960s is already a crazy place when a cosmic blue light randomly strikes people in its path, quickening their DNA and enhancing their strengths. Under blue light nothing remains the same.
Walter Mosley (b. 1952) is the author of the bestselling mystery series featuring Easy Rawlins, as well as numerous other works, from literary fiction and science fiction to a young adult novel and political monographs. His short fiction has been widely published, and his nonfiction has appeared in the New York Times Magazine and the Nation, among other publications. Mosley is the winner of numerous awards, including an O. Henry Award, the Anisfield-Wolf Book Award, a Grammy, and PEN America’s Lifetime Achievement Award. He lives in New York City.
i was completely and totally enthralled by this book. it was so unlike walter mosely's usual work. i mean male octavia butler watered down like a pink tom collins that's been sitting on the bar for a few songs. the interplay between science and religion made me so happy. i really enjoyed that. some of the characters not so wonderful. the ending-that was straight bullshit. i loved it. totally plot twist. should have seen that coming, but i was caught up in the trees, and the bears, and the blood that it eased right past me. fun times. i love it.
This was a really weird book. I really disliked the first two-thirds of it, but by the end I was sort of captivated. Until the very end, which was sort of like a cold bucket of water.
I'm not sure that I can really explain the plot of this book. I'm not sure that I understand it. Basically, one day blue light comes down and infuses several people from earth--from San Francisco in the late 60s, to be more specific. The people whom the light has touched become sort of demigods, and they spread their word and recruit more followers through blood and sex. This rouses the interest of an evil being, known as "death" to the blue light people (or "Blues" as they are referred to in the book), and he comes to kill them in very horrific and gory detail. Many of them die, but those that are left flee and are called to a "safe zone" in the redwood forests of California, where they are led by a strange forestkeeper (sort of an archetypical "green man" figure) to help seed the world with "blue" trees. Here they live a peaceful, innocent existence, where they are among others like themselves and grapple with their true natures. Then the bad guy comes.
The battle that ensues is not what disappointed me about the ending, and I won't spoil it by explaining what did. (If anyone has actually read this book and wants to discuss it, feel free to email me!) I liked the part of the book that took place in the forest; I found myself sucked into their carefree, primal and feral world. And I like the premise, though I can't exactly enunciate it--that humans are pods waiting to be seeded and sprout into evolution. But a lot of the book had a dark seedy feel to it, and it created a lot of unanswered questions.
This is Hippie-culture wish fulfillment ("We're all cosmically connected, Man!" "We can totally live, like, as part of nature, Man!"), that morphs into into a psycho-killer drama, then ends with sci-fi-hippie-eco-superheroes going up against the bad guy.
As the basis for the entire story, I found the hippie culture stuff pretty lame - blue light showers the earth, "enlightening" a select few who just happen to be paying attention at the right time (or in the right way?) Not really clear to why people get zapped or not. If you're not looking the right way, evidently you only get half-light-doused? Or maybe it's only if you're receptive enough? Anyway, this blue light infects your blood, such that to other people it's a drug.
Before the blue-light event, most of the soon-too-be-enlightened have been hanging around Haight-Ashbury, enjoying their lives as non-productive, park-dwelling, near-homeless San Fran citizens. After being enlightened, their lifestyles don't change much. If anything the the "free love," "cosmic awareness" and "commune living" all reach new heights. That is, until the love fests are uninterrupted by the personification of Death.
Horace - the Death character, who has some terrific inner-struggles, was really the most interesting for me. Unfortunately, we don't see much of him. And then when we do, he immediately goes and buries himself in the desert for the core of the story, during which much time passes and things get really dull. When Horace decides to pop out of the ground a final time to chase down the remaining "blues," things come to an abrupt and unsatisfactory end.
If you were big into 1960s Hippie counter-culture, this book might resonate with you. Otherwise, I'll think you'll find it "un-enlightening."
Strange read, indeed. Part scathing critique of the "Summer of Love" and it's philosphies, drug-addled communes, religious "cults", metaphysics, the search for the "meaning of life", and a whole buncha other thangs. Or is it a straight-forward good vs. evil expungance? The ending is a bit vague, leaving the ultimate resolution up to the reader (i.e. is our narrator reliable or not?). It takes a while to get percolating, but once it does it moves along at a steady pace. The ending seemed to come a bit abruptly (with 20 pages left, I was like "Wait, how is Mosley gonna wrap this up?"). He did it pretty tidily, although a bit quick for my taste. Yet, the ending is the clincher, imho. It's like a twisted semi-twist, if you catch my drift. Should appeal to those old enough to have lived through the '60s and '70s in the Bay Area (Mosley drops lots of local spots, so one could even do a Blue Light Tour, if one was so inclined), but also to those of us just a few years out of the grasp of the movement. The early parts of the book can be a little heady with metaphysical mumbo-jumbo and lottsa entertwining, riddle laden double-speak, but the final section and chapters is engaging as it unfolds an idyllic utopia quickly disrupted by evil intents. Strange, beguiling, sometimes confusing and annoying, overall it's a solid read.
What a weird trip - literally! I think Mosley got some really strong doses and it did a number on his head - this whole thing does read like an extended description of a super intense LSD fantasia, complete with freaky Jesus-like figures who preach from atop a rock in a Berkeley park (what was that guy's name, who just recently passed away - oh yeah, he went by "Death"!), black children of inderminate age, a bestiality threesome, a recurrent coyote figure, splatterpunk murder tableaux, and a main character who studied Thucydides (who the book is also dedicated to) who took a bunch of acid, dropped out, and is the only one who might have some inkling of what's going on. And yet, it's also one of the most original, troubling, and personal works of African-American science fiction I've ever encountered, and that does make it worthy of consideration. Still, dude, chill out, have some 5-HTP, maybe lie down with a blanket and listen to Tangerine Dream - it's just the drugs.
I went into this book thinking it was going to be weird, and I was not disappointed. Though the introductory scenes were disjointed and hard to follow, the story that eventually evolved from it was interesting, though the ending was a bit of a shocker, in a kind of squicky, hold-on-where's-my-resolution sort of way. I would've loved to have gotten more of a sense of personality from Chance, the narrator-- though the characters were pleasantly diverse, most of them seemed more 'types' than complex human beings. Nonetheless, a good read, if for no other purpose than to try something new.
I must say, Walter Mosley's entries into the sci-fi/fantasy, speculative fiction genre are quite compelling. I've always enjoyed his books but find books like The Wave, Fortunate Son and The Man in My Basement my kind of page turners. I don't think Blue Light will be everyone's cup of tea but I loved it. When I look at my previous reviews I'm surprised at the number of books I give a 5-star rating, in fact, most of my reviews resulted in a 5-star rating. (No apologies, I read good books lol). This book I gave 4 stars simply because it is character heavy and it took me a while to keep all the characters straight. But once I got everyone straight it was all good. So, in the Bay area in the mid 1960's there was an event... a Blue Event that affected people, animals and things. Being a certified tree lover, I love that one of the affected beings is a giant redwood. Also, wild coyotes, a dog and a wide variety of people. Babies, pre-teens and adults. The book's narrator is Lester aka Chance and he tells quite a story. Those affected in the blue event grow to have a unique array of qualities and characteristics. The Blue Light Event seems to have come from a galaxy far, far away. The blue light mostly affects its recipients in powerfully miraculous and positive ways, making one a dreamer who dreams of distant planets, one a pathfinder for the Blues, one a forrest warden, and two individuals who grow through a highly enhanced speedy journey into adulthood. There are also "Kinda Blues" who may not have been directly affected in the Blue Event but were affected in a sort of after event way. Interestingly, there's a lot of sex in this novel, unique for a Mosley novel in my opinion. And, it's a kind of wierd, semi-incesty, sexiness and quite kinky in spats. But, I must say, I was not offended and found the sexy nature enhanced the story lines. Then, one result of the Blue Event is a bad, evil being who tries to wipe out the Blues. I do think the story is primed for a sequel, because one of the main characters is revealed as pregnant toward the end of the novel -- and she really tried hard to achieve that end. Most of the sexiness in the novel is positive but it is a bit on the kinky side at times. The author was unspecific about what exactly happened at the final battle of good vs evil with little detail regarding survivors, if any. We know who died for sure but not who survived. Blue Light should at least be the first book of a trilogy. I recommend the book. Favorite character name was Live Charm and my favorite quote was Chances -- "I would like a Payday candy bar and to hear Time Has Come Today by the Chambers Brothers."
I don't know how I feel about this book. It's a hard book to put down and come back to, because there are a lot of characters and the story keeps morphing. The book leaves you unsatisfied. But I get the impression that it is kind of supposed to, like life. A freeform musing on life, humanity, sanity, social change, evil - I have a feeling that I will make up my mind about it based on whether or not I ever think about it again.
"On earth there is science in one place and god in another. In the church or synagogue or temple there is god up above and humanity down below. But in truth the universe is like a vast ocean teeming with life. All of that life is related. Science and god and man meet there and find that each other of us is becoming the other."
Blue Light started off with a nice PKD edge, which fell apart for me about half-way through. Maybe there wasn’t enough in Mosley to sustain a long narrative. I understand that SciFi isn’t his genre, and that I shouldn’t be too hard on him. He’s an interesting writer, and maybe I’ll try one of his mysteries.
A trippy fantastical journey that explores societal and spiritual themes. The nature of humanity is examined and a man discovers his purpose to lose it in the end. This book was a great ride but made me empathize with someone who lives with severe mental illness where they are detached from reality. Disappointed in the ending. Is the genre of Fantasy so disgraceful that in order to be a prestigious work of fiction it must be stuffed back within the parameters of the laws of reality as we recognize them?
I generally like Mosley’s mysteries so I hate to say that I did not love this excursion into the supernatural. I felt the characters needed more development and at times it felt like new people were just dropped into the story without a lot of explanation. I will stick with the mysteries.
No, just no! Back in 1998 Walter Mosley needed to write this crap of a book. Thankfully Fearless Jones, Paris Minton and Easy Rawlins came to his rescue.
“Blue Light,” by Walter Mosley (Little, Brown, 1998). Mosley turns away from Easy Rawlins and NYPD toward science fiction focused on the West Coast. A very interesting, if sometimes confusing, book. Plot: some sort of alien intelligence, apparently slivers of high energy, traveling through the universe, comes to earth, causing tremendous disruption observed only by a few. It is perceived as blue light. Some get the full force, and are transformed into superhuman beings with unusual powers; some get splinters of it, can tell things are happening, can participate to an extent; many others are destroyed or killed or otherwise distorted. Meanwhile, the outside world does not know this is happening. Told mostly through the narrative of Chance, who got enough of the blue light to perceive, but without special powers. The Blues want to help transform humanity into something greater. But then there is Death---Gray Man---who wants just to destroy them. Death takes the body of a man who has just died---but who doesn’t want to go, and interferes with Death when he can. There are traces of King’s “The Stand” here: humans with special powers standing against a superior evil force, with some human assistance. A lot of thought about life, ethics, evil. Touches of policier: there are detectives trying to figure out what is happening, crooks, correction officers, etc. Years pass. Everything culminates in one huge Armageddon with Gray Man trying to destroy the living forest created by Juan Thrombone, a Tolkeinesque character deep within the woods. All the Blues are killed, but they destroy Gray Man. Finally we see where Chance is: in a mental institution, telling his story to the---of course—unbelieving doctors. Surprisingly rich. I am spending some time thinking about it. Oh, almost forgot (which is a good thing): Chance is African American, as are many of the other people. It’s just the way life is.
Good book In fact, fascinating. Not a pure mystery, more a science fiction book. Mystery is what is the Blue Light, why does change people, and what will the consequences be? It's set in late 1960s, S.F. The Blue Light shines, descends, then disappears. People are left in a state of euphoric quasi-religious bliss. Small churches spring up, all with a different interpretation the light and the experience it conveys, its origin and meaning for the future. The beatific feelings (as will all fervor) slowly degenerate as alternative doctrines compete for dominance. For those who like science fiction, with mystery in a macro sense, will enjoy this book. Mosely's prose is always clean, sparse and evocative.
Mosley is best known for his mystery novels, but he's also written some sci-fi. I read and enjoyed a collection of sci-fi short stories he wrote, "Futureland," so I was pretty sure I'd like this one. "Like" is actually too mild. This book blew me away with its weirdness and inventiveness. I found the ending to be sad and mildly disappointing, but it was a fast-paced and wild ride up until then. It's not that I thought the ending was badly written, just not where I was hoping it would go. Still, overall, a fun and interesting read.
Very psychedelic. Lots of hippie-ish talk about reaching fundamental truths from other realities, living in the woods, nakedness, age-inappropriate lust/romances. It's just.... so incredibly sixties.
Funny story: I know Mosley mostly because of Easy Rawlins, so I went through this whole book convinced it was a detective novel. Ah, I thought, sooner or later there shall be a murder. And with every subsequent murder I was expecting a detective that I never got. Just a hundred pages of the slow, dawning realization that wait... maybe... there is no detective after all.
Hm, lots of good superfluous writing, which is the main reason for 2 stars. But I wasn’t a big fan of some of the characters actions. Felt like the author threw in their own personal taboo in random points throughout the book that I just don’t align with. If the writing wasn’t cool, it would have been a 1.5 star.
I also thought it was 100 pages too long, while simultaneously not having enough room for all the happenings going on. Sooo many wild, abstract things happened in this book lol
Bought this book for a couple of bucks secondhand, so still a decent read.
For a few years now I've had a rule that if I start a book I have to finish it. In only the extreme cases do I violate that rule. This is one of those case. It begins with a bunch of flashbacks within flashbacks within flashfowards of flashbacks. The descriptions and dialogue are incoherent. It switches characters and viewpoints without a reason or explanation.
Read this some time ago. Psychedelic fantasy. left me in a weird state of mind. Love Walter Mosley mysteries. While this is not a mystery it still showcases his vast talent.
When gods take earthly form, what happens? Depends on where and when they land.
Here, cosmic god knowledge transported in shafts of blue light strikes the San Francisco area in the late 1960s. The god of philosophy and visions becomes just another preacher in the park. The goddess of love and her devoted followers form a commune. The goddess of knowledge is free to travel the world, while the god of nature disappears into the redwoods to go full Lorax. Minor deities – such as of science, healing, dreams, and hidden things – are only just so useful, and their mortal forms sometimes meet sticky ends. The god of death is the most powerful of all, and intent on knocking off his fellow Blues.
Points plus for answering questions the reader might ask. Can other living things absorb god knowledge? (Yes) Can you get struck more than once? (Yes) Is there a cosmic splash zone for those standing near a struck person? (Yes) What if you only caught part of a shaft? (Enter the god of madness and chaos) Can you acquire Blueness in other ways? (Yes, by ingesting the blood of a god) Can gods reproduce? (Sorta).
Points plus also for having those humans struck come from multiple races, every walk of life, and all stages of life from toddler to near death.
Points off for a number of things. The philosophy god’s message is depressing and at times insulting, so why his audience hangs around for years is puzzling. The goddess of love is really a goddess of sex, which comes across as an excuse to write more sex scenes. The world-travelling goddess of knowledge ends up as the grade school teacher to three child gods. The author employs a soap opera device with the child gods, rapidly aging them to more interesting late-teens. And those canine gods? Barely utilized at all.
Telling the story from the point of view of an acolyte turned part Blue who interacts with the world on behalf of the gods, hides them and hides with them for years, longing for but never becoming fully Blue, heightens the vampiric elements in the story.
But is it worth reading? The best test is, does the reader care if the characters survive to the last page? Because the author has written the Blues as cut off from humanity (and some frankly not caring about humans at all), the answer is no. And if the reader doesn’t care about the characters, it’s only a well-written thought experiment.
I debated a bit on if this book would be a 1 or a 2. I think the sort of idea behind it is actually kind of interesting. Partly because (in essence) it isn't so far stepped from some beliefs we actually do have wandering around this world (e. g. The language of light). But unfortunately, the more the booked went on the less I like it. The entire experience of light was supossed to be this transcendent life altering thing, but the writing took the approach of failing to actually convey that and instead just reitterating it like a flat fact. This is something I criticize a lot with characters (where authors continually tells you the character is kind but the character never actually DOES anything kind) and this book had it on both the plot and the characters.
It also clings to this 70s notion of open availability of sex with the fasade of gender equality. You know the one, where they make a point of saying how women are also free, except then also say things like every man should have access to women whenever they want and women should just oblige because it's their place. It wasn't interesting when heinlein did it and, amusingly enough.... it still isn't a couple decades later. It's especially not cool when you describe a child as "becoming a woman" literally over night and then try to make your character sound like a hero because he resisted having sex with that child. Especially when you end it with telling that child that men will help themselves to her and she can't be mad about it because it's her own fault for being beautiful....
I will say that probably the most interesting part of the whole plot was in the last couple pages, but even that was flat in it's presentation.
It took me 3 months to read this book. That says far more about me and this year than it does about the book, as my reading was an hour or so, a three month hiatus from reading anything more complex than the back of a cereal box for fun-reading, and then a few hours to finish reading this. I missed books. I'm radically far behind in my reading for the year, but, there's time left.
I liked this. It was just enough weird, and just enough super-hero'y for me to feel like I knew where it was going next, but it was an entertaining ride. The ending wasn't something I really predicted however, and it forces me to re-evaluate what I read. I like that in books!
I enjoyed most of Mosley's work. If not outright enjoyed, definitely learned from it. Blue Light is Mosley's first foray into fantasy/scifi. He shouldn't have done it. His mastery is demonstrated in other genres and I have no idea what happened here. Difficult to get into, Characters introduced for no apparent purpose. I kept wondering what happened. Had I lost part of the book? Perhaps worth reading if you're a Mosley fan, perhaps a good study if you studying his style (it doesn't show up much here. At least not the power and voice evident in his other work), perhaps a good book to pass by.
Pretty bonkers age of aquarius tinged scifi with alien consciousnesses riding shafts of blue light into the minds of various people and animals, along the way imparting certain subtle powers - some sexy, some dreamy, and also some deathy. Mosesley's prose is wild and expressive and it really pulls you into the quasi cultish sundrenched atmosphere of the story, but it loses some of it's pace at the beginning of the third part and it does sort of pull the rug out from under you at the end. Enjoyable in a far out cosmic sort of vibe.