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5.0 out of 5 stars
An exciting thriller with both spooks and spies., November 25, 1998
By A Customer
If John Le Carre tried his hand at alternate history the result might be similar to The Ghost of the Revelator. Maybe -- assuming Le Carre grafted elements of science fiction and fantasy onto his creation, enjoyed opera, and was feeling particularly quirky. As with the best Le Carre, Modesitt's characters live in shades of grey, struggling to make ethical decisions in a world where good is ambiguous but evil can be absolute.Professor Johann Eschbach, hero of Tangible Ghosts, is a newly tenured professor of Natural Resources at Vanderbraak State University, former Subminister for Environmental Protection, and former highly successful covert operative for the Spazi, a state security agency every bit as warm and cuddly as its nickname. Not surprisingly, Eschbach is far more enamored of his retirement from government service than his former employer despite his "insurance policy". The one bright spot in Eschbach's life is his recent marriage to Doktor Llysette duBois, a once famous opera singer who came to the university in exile after the fall of old France. Between the Ghost books and his acclaimed Spellsong Cycle fantasy series, Modesitt demonstrates extraordinary interest in and insight into the character of beautiful, supremely talented sopranos. Revelator's world, although contemporary, diverges from our own by presuming changes in a few key historical events, particularly the failure of the English colony at Plymouth and the early death of George Washington. The result is a North America which is far more politically fractured than in our world. Columbia, Eschbach's Dutch-Anglo home, is bordered to the south by New France, to the north by Quebec, and to the west by Deseret -- a Latter-Day Saint republic that still permits polygamy. Europe is mostly united, albeit forcibly under the bloody heel of Ferdinand, Archduke of the Austro-Hungarian empire. Modesitt creates a subtly detailed universe which weaves an eclectic yet on-target cast of characters along with politics, economics, energy security, technology, the environment, and matters of the heart into a novel which, in the best literary tradition, enlightens us about our own world as well as offering an escape. More importantly, Revelator is a flat-out fun read. As usual with Modesitt's books, Revelator's dry humor includes a number of thinly disguised persons famous and obscure. Readers will be able to find such names as Blair, Chirac, and Hartpence among others. Ghosts is also enlivened by the not-so-minor matter of, well, ghosts -- human spirits released into haunting mode by prolonged and violent death. Not only tangible, Modesitt's ghosts can be destroyed and even replicated by those few, including Eschbach, who posses and know how to use the right technology. Llysette is invited to give her first major performances since exile in Great Salt Lake City, the capital of Deseret. The concerts are important to on many levels various people and powers. Deseret and Columbia's relations are uneasy although both understand the need for closer ties. Deseret has an advanced synthetic fuel industry while Columbia needs additional energy sources. Columbia's need for energy security has led to strict environmental regulation. Vehicles are steam-powered and run on kerosene. Air travel is usually by dirigible. Anonymously mailed news clippings, a Presidential request for Llysette to sing at the White House, meetings with spies in offices which smell of disinfectant, the occasional assassination attempt and a surplus zombie or two do nothing to ease Johann's mind about the upcoming trip. Eschbach's travel is mandatory since Deseret's conservative culture forbids unaccompanied women -- a notion which does not sit well with either wife or husband. Modesitt portrays the theocratic Saint state with restraint and balance, allowing the society speak for itself. One failing of the book is that while the role of religion in Deseret's society is fully developed, there is virtually no consideration of what if any role religion or religions play in Columbia. Similarly, Johann and Llysette's own beliefs (or lack thereof) remain unexamined which is both disappointing and odd given the otherwise highly detailed characters drawn by Modesitt. Following the last of three triumphant performances, Llysette is kidnaped -- apparently by a schismatic sect. The real kidnaping target is Johann who soon swaps himself for his wife but not before seeking assistance from his embassy. Eschbach asks for a senior career official, rather than a political appointee with a more prestigious title. The schismatic Revealed Twelve have a modest request of Johann -- bring back the ghost of Joseph Smith, certainly one of the more creative ways ever devised of staging a coup. While Modesitt's descriptions of virtually everything from university students to political machinations ring true, the same cannot be said of his descriptions of computer ghost programming which have a Star Trek-like temperance and authenticity. However, the real issue Johann is working through at the keyboard and much of the book is the need to support those who have betrayed him. Revelator is somewhat marred by lack of a good copy editor. At one point Llysette's beverage changes from tea to chocolate and back in the space of a few sentences. In another instance which becomes increasingly bizarre, a car changes from a Reno to a Reo to a Reno to a Reo in a few pages. The reader deserves better quality control for their dollar. Publishers should not consider themselves any more immune to the need for production quality than auto companies. It would be tough to shelve Ghosts under any single genre. Alternate history may be the closest match but science fiction, fantasy and, particularly from Eschbach's perspective -- horror, would also be viable contenders. However, as Keith Richards recently noted with regard to music, there are really only two kinds: good; and crap. This is why Mozart and Robert Johnson will be listened to for centuries while the Monkees... no. Modesitt's work will likely be appreciated long after Robert Jordan follows the Spice Girls into oblivion.
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