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8 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
A real page turner..., March 16, 2002
I read this book in one sitting. Sadly, not because it was so good, but because I read page after page hoping the book would live up to the promise of the topic and of the author's name.It didn't. Had the book come from any "lesser" author, I would have settled for 3 stars. But coming from Williamson it was such a let-down I can only give it 1 star. The characters were unlikeable, indecisive caricatures. - The perky Hispanic pilot/engineer stereotype who drops some Spanish exclamation more often than Scotty saying "the engines cannae tek it, cap'n". Asexual it seems, or such a sideshow token that the author doesn't care whether he has a love life or not. - The domineering bully Teuton/Norse who really is a coward - and yet always attracts the girls and becomes the alpha-male. Being German myself this pathetic cartoon really grated. - The intelligent can-do Asian scientist woman who just can't help herself falling for the Germanic guy above. Or declaring her love for the narrator, but still jumping into bed with alpha-hombre (no not the Hispanic guy) - The dreamy librarian girl, unattractive and caring only for her books. But she often as not ends up in a menage a troi with the previous two. - The Asian-African-American who forces himself on to the crew to escape the original Armageddon with his girlfriend. Probably the most likeable of the unlikeable bunch, though his obsession with his girlfriend takes on "Jungian archetype" elements in the way he nearly deifies her. (and the books ending doesn't help that one bit). - His girlfriend, the goddess-whore stereotype. Saint Mary Magdalene. Nuff said. - And finally, our narrator, who never seems to DO anything. Not because he a coward, like Herr Wotan above, but because I just felt like kicking him in the behind half the time and get him to do *anything* but fret. When everybody else goes nanotech Nirvana he stays behind, writes his memoirs and ... frets. There was no feeling of the vast expanses of time that had passed (something Theodore Sturgeon excelled in). As far as I'm concerned the way the passing of time was described, it covered a few months, with it's extremely brief snapshots of events that the characters partake in. Yes, then you get some brief "eons pass"-kind of filler sentence, but blink while reading and you miss it. Very easy to blink, while trying to stay awake... On top of it all, no explanation on how the heck the moon base stays operative for millions upon millions of years. Just some handwaving "fusion power with water from the moon caps", "nanotechnology keeping it all repaired" and "robots as nurses and teachers". One thing the book suceeded in, was to evoke that "what would I do" feeling. For me it was: wipe out the bloody gene bank as Earth and the universe would be better off not being replenished every few million years by this bunch of losers.
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