I read this for the first time 38 years ago, and since then I have always thought of this as my favourite SF novel. I knew that status might wobble off the top of the chart, if I ever re-read it - but suddenly I gave in to a wild impulse and have just finished a return visit to Orbitsville at the time of humans discovering it. Result: if this is no longer my favourite SF novel, it’s certainly the sentimental favourite, and I got chills going through the whole story again.
This is certainly the first SF novel that blew my mind. Orbitsville, the place - descriptions and secrets gradually revealed - gave my first full-fledged SF-based Sense of Wonder. I’ve wanted to be there ever since…at least, after the battle for it was done.
If this is indeed “trad” SF, Orbitsville the construct is what makes me uncomfortable with just agreeing it is that. The Big O is the star of the book and, in attaching itself to what I admit is a “traditional-style” plot, wrecks any feel of “formulaic”. For me, Orbitsville feels like religious allegory - heaven, if we could find it out in space, but with no sign of the maker, and no rules. Just evidence that wars have already been fought for paradise, and somehow no one won. The section of the book detailing the blasted derelict ships clogging the solitary, teeny - teeny relative to the size of Orbitsville - entrance to what could be a perfect place for everyone to live beyond borders and possessiveness, made me wonder what humanity would do with their shot at paradise. Just move in, or ruin it? I knew the rest of the story would show me. Heaven must be earned, or we don’t deserve it. And killing each other to get in and sell tickets would mean we are only the universe’s latest failures.
Flashback: just as teenaged me was digesting what the themes of the book might be, the novel quickly moves on to the first humans entering Orbitsville, and discovering what’s inside. Cut to re-read: fair to say that I wasn’t blown away by this magical section - my head didn’t seem to expand and transport me somewhere I had never imagined - like when I was sixteen…but my breath caught and I was indeed moved, by the reveal of the gift in the shell. Not First-Time Awe, but Re-Read Sublimity. This also happened at the various twists in the story, and there are many, of the “trad”, but against “formula”, type. And Orbitsville’s last big surprise - blame mysterious long-gone meddlers for this final secret that needs to be exposed and stripped away - still hits me hard, as it reinforces the theme “let pettiness and wickedness no longer keep us from peaceful existence”.