My first instinct is to call this a grand, sweeping attempt at a saga, but then I thought about it more carefully, and realized that there are only... (show more)
My first instinct is to call this a grand, sweeping attempt at a saga, but then I thought about it more carefully, and realized that there are only a dozen or so important characters and fewer important settings. So what made it seem "sweeping?"
Perhaps I should have said "interminable." The damned thing just never stops. It feels like all setup and no payoff. And then, by the time we're reaching point-climax, Reynolds fills page after page with - get this - not action, not intrigue, suspense or danger. He gives us exposition. Reams and reams of it. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MOUNTING BLOODY CLIMAX! He's had 500 pages to tell me what I need to know, but instead of doing that and getting it out of the way, he chooses instead to hold it all back - to maintain the suspense, I suspect. But then he sees the end of the book coming and says to himself, "Oops. Better dump all this unrevealed backstory or people will be confused."
Note to budding authors: backstory is useless if it isn't given until the end of the book.
This is the only book I can ever remember reading in which I got within 50 pages of the end and then decided to bail. I just don't give a damn how it ends.
And what about the science? I mean, where is it? Yes, there are space-ships, and yes there are gadgets, but just about everything in here is so completely unfathomable as to how it functions that it might just as well be magic. And to this reader, that old Asimov quote is a bad thing when it applies to the science in an SF story. I think I'd have rather had the captain spill goat entrails and invoke Cthulu to get the hyperdrive working than to leave it as vague and unbelievable as it currently is.
I'll give Reynolds another crack at holding my interest (with another book, not this one) but that's about all he's gonna get. Stay tuned. (show less)