Breq
is a soldier who used to be a warship. Once a weapon of conquest controlling thousands of minds, now she
only has a single body and serves the emperor she swore to destroy.
Given a new ship and a troublesome crew, Breq is ordered to the only place in the galaxy she will agree to go: Athoek station, to protect the family of a lieutenant she once knew – a lieutenant she murdered in cold blood.
So I read the first book, Ancillary Justice, nine years ago, which was four years after it came out. This book came out a year after the first, but I'm just getting to it now. Why? Well, Goodreads friends of mine had mixed feelings about it and warned it was even more soaked in tea than the first book. But also, by then I'd discovered Murderbot and that's been a far more enjoyable series. In fact, I was wondering if I should re-read Ancillary Justice to see if my opinion of it (five stars) held up.
Not wishing it to collect any more dust on my nightstand, I read it. I'm glad I did, but I didn't love it. Yes, everyone is having tea, and they're having it all the time. It's right there on the very first page.
So the Radch, the name of the empire, comes across as Victorian era Great Britain: The non-stop tea drinking, priceless tea sets, tea plantations, indentured servitude, self-righteous attitudes towards the "uncivilized heathens", fussiness about manners, and aristocratic nobility getting anything they want because of who they are. I didn't get that in the first book, but here it's in our face. With Breq being granted a ship and the rank of Fleet Admiral, we're thrust onto the high seas with Athoek Station as port-of-call. I'm picturing Victorian navy uniforms, all epaulets and big hats.
I found myself more annoyed by usage of the feminine pronouns than in the first book (The Radch doesn't acknowledge gender, so the default is "she") for two reasons. The first is that the indentured people on the planet do acknowledge gender so Breq is forced to be respectful and use their proper pronouns and titles like "grandfather." She struggles to get it right (Wait a second, did I?). The second is that in the Radch navy, everyone uses "sir" to address officers. So everyone is addressed by the feminine all the time in the Radch, except in the navy when they're also addressed by the masculine. The switching back and forth from she to sir and back again was silly. And with more characters to deal with, I had to look for behavioral clues to figure it out. Why was that important? Well, as a reader, I'm always trying to concoct a picture of the character in my head, and Leckie's not making that easy for me. I think I got it right. Maybe.
Anyway, back to the story. The galactic intrigue is put on the backburner. There's a murder that could've been something, but it wound up being nothing other than an excuse for Breq to go down to the planet to observe a mourning ritual. Once there, the whole story turned into the whole Victorian British Empire tea plantation indentured-servitude-is-bad thing, which is fine, but not what I tuned into this series to read about.
Again, it was a fine read, but not what I was hoping for. And with the meh reviews of the third book in the series from my Goodreads friends, I don't know if I want to bother continuing with this series. I mean, there are only so many tea parties I can read about, particularly since my daughter is too old to have them with her stuffed animals.
3 stars
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DED
Humans
expanded into space and found a universe populated with multiple alien species bent on their destruction. Thus
was the Colonial Union formed, to help protect us from a hostile universe. The Colonial Union used the Earth
and its excess population for colonists and soldiers. It was a good arrangement...for the Colonial Union.
Then the Earth said: no more.
When
a mysterious alien spacecraft approaches the Earth and demands to speak with the President of the
United States, then destroys a large Pacific island to demonstrate its strength and its seriousness,
you'd expect the President to talk. Problem is, in the late twenty-first century, there is no
President—not even a United States. China rules the Americas, and to most people "US" and
"USSR" are just quaint abbreviations in historical dictionaries. But the aliens prove unreasonable
about accepting substitutes. So one Anglo rice-cultivator from the Heavenly Grain Collective farm
near Biloxi, Mississippi is forced to begin an adventure that will take him from peasant to
President, from Pettyman to Spaceman.
Long
ago, Earth's terraforming program sent ships out to build new homes for humanity among the stars and
made an unexpected discovery: a planet with life. But the scientists were unaware that the alien
ecosystem was more developed than the primitive life forms originally discovered.
All
is quiet in the city of Rosewater as it expands on the back of the gargantuan alien Wormwood. Those who know
the truth of the invasion keep the secret.
In
all the universe, no species has ever reached for the stars without the guidance of a patron—except
perhaps mankind. Did some mysterious race begin the uplift of humanity aeons ago? And if so, why
did they abandon us? Circling the sun, under the caverns of Mercury, Expedition Sundiver prepares
for the most momentous voyage in our history. A journey into the boiling inferno of the sun...
to seek our destiny in the cosmic order of life.
After
reading a couple of short stories in this series, including one that's an intro to the humans
in ART/Perihelion's crew (see
Found this at the annual C.H. Booth Library book
sale. It's a standalone in the Alliance-Union Universe of which Downbelow Station
is probably the most well-known. Having recently read The Pride of Chanur, I was curious
to read something else by C.J. Cherryh. Unfortunately, this one wasn't as enjoyable.
Rosewater
is a town on the edge. A community formed around the edges of a mysterious alien biodome, its residents
comprise the hopeful, the hungry and the helpless—people eager for a glimpse inside the dome or
a taste of its rumored healing powers.
I
wasn't planning on reading this book. While I enjoyed the first few Van Halen albums—I
checked out after 1984—there are a lot more people further up on the fan
spectrum than me. But a friend of mine loaned it to me, thinking that I might enjoy
reading it (I'd loaned him Bruce Dickinson's What Does This Button Do?, so fair
exchange). And yes, to some extent, I did enjoy reading it.
This
is the fourth book in the series and it contains four stories.
This
is another entry in the alien invasion genre, one of the longest running plots in science fiction.
War of the Worlds, probably the most well known work in this category, first appeared in
print in 1897 (the novel in 1898). Hollywood spawned too many alien invasion movies to count in the
1950s and 60s. After a bit of a break—disaster movies and sci-fi adventures dominated the
70s—the sub-genre diversified. Some aliens were just stopping by to say "Hi" (Close Encounters
of the Third Kind, E.T., Starman), while some were here to eat us (numerous horror movies).
Footfall stuck to the invasion part, but mixed things up a bit.
When
Tully, a fugitive from a spaceship captured by the arrogant, thieving, rodent-like Kif, takes refuge on the
Pride of Chanur, a merchant vessel belonging to a clan of the lion-like Hani, Pyanfar Chanur, its captain, gives
him shelter, in spite of all the dangers she and her crew will face.
An
excellent finish.
Wow, that was something!
The
collapse of The Flow, the interstellar pathway between the planets of the Interdependency, has
accelerated. Entire star systems―and billions of people―are becoming cut off from the rest of
human civilization. This collapse was foretold through scientific prediction... and yet, even
as the evidence is obvious and insurmountable, many still try to rationalize, delay and profit
from, these final days of one of the greatest empires humanity has ever known.
This
is book one in the third and final trilogy of trilogies that compose this series.
The
Interdependency—humanity's interstellar empire—is on the verge of collapse. The extra-dimensional
conduit that makes travel between the stars possible is disappearing, leaving entire systems and human
civilizations stranded.
Our
universe is ruled by physics. Faster than light travel is impossible—until the discovery of The Flow, an
extradimensional field available at certain points in space-time, which can take us to other planets around
other stars.
This
is the last installment in the Cities in Flight series, and it presents the most dire problem for
Amalfi and company: the end of the universe.