Ender’s Hunger Games

Apocalypse Five (Archive of the Fives Book 1) by [Rourke, Stacey]Title: Apocalypse Five
Author: Stacey Rourke
Genre: Dystopian Sci-Fi
Pages: 252
Rating: 2 of 5
Future Release Date: 2/12/19 (Thank you to the author and publisher for a free eARC. This in no way affects the content of the review)

Smoosh together Ender’s Game and The Hunger Games, tack on Children of Men for good measure, and you have this book. I’m not sure if I have ever read such derivative sci-fi. It went straight past cliché and into aping popular franchises while stopping short of actual intellectual property theft. There were a few clever twists on the concepts involved, but not enough to raise this above a “seen it all before and the other guys did it better” 2.5-3 stars plot.

The physical descriptions knocked this the rest of the way down to 2 stars. There was way too much “flexing pecks” “chiseled abs” “ebony locks” “tangle of lashes” “mahogany stare” etc. for me. And only about half of those descriptions came in the (frequent) lusting-after-each-other scenes!

Between the Harlequin Romance-esque vocabulary and painfully derivative plot this book did not work for me at all.

(There were also way too many misused/misspelled words – repel instead of rappel, alude instead of elude, toe-head instead of towhead, etc. – but hopefully those are due to my reading a proof copy and won’t remain in the published edition)

Whimsical Dystopia

Title: Ella Minnow Pea:
A Novel in Letters
Author: Mark Dunn
Genre: Dystopia?
Pages: 208
Rating: 5 of 5

In my experience, novels that are considered epistolary, experimental, or dystopian have a good chance of being pretentious self-indulgence and/or derivative drivel. Ella Minnow Pea delightfully combines all three of these into a whimsical dystopia (who knew there was such a thing?).

The small island nation of Nollop is most famous for being the home of Nevin Nollop, the man who came up with the pangram The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. When a letters falls off of the monument to the miraculous sentence, the ruling council outlaws its use in spoken or written language…and other letters soon follow. This is obviously the will of Nevin Nollop speaking from beyond the grave, and those who break the law face dire consequences!

These absurd decrees and their effects upon society are discussed and reflected in the letters (as in epistles) that comprise the novel. The letters are to and from the 18-year old Ella Minnow Pea and her family and friends. The author’s skill in avoiding more and more letters (of the alphabet) as he writes is truly impressive. The one complaint I have about the novel is that, in the beginning, the characters all have nearly the same voice and vocabulary, making it hard to tell them apart.

The story as a whole serves as a nice commentary on censorship, totalitarian government, and speculation-based but fanatical ideology. Unlike most dystopias, this book is mostly light, hopeful, and just a little bit silly. It is currently my favorite fiction of the year, and you should go read it if you haven’t.

 

In other news, the reason I haven’t posted anything in longer than usual (and I know I’m already pretty sporadic) is that I’ve been up in Michigan interviewing for a new job, and things are looking very positive. There are still a few hoops to jump through, but there is a very good chance that within a month or two we’ll be moving to somewhere closer to family, better for my wife’s health, and more financially stable!

Eerily Prophetic

Title: Fahrenheit 451
Author: Ray Bradbury
Genre: Dystopian Science Fiction
Pages: 180
Rating: 4.5 of 5

This is the second time I’ve read this book (the first time was 9 or 10 years ago), and I noticed a lot more relevance this time around. The ideas of banal/violent interactive media turning people into inane loners and of government-imposed destruction of independent thought naturally growing out of popular-level boycott/censorship of anything deemed offensive by anyone seem eerily prophetic of the direction our society could be headed.

Bradbury’s dreamy-repetitiveness, synesthesia-filled descriptions, half-mad metaphors, and other poetic touches definitely add to the reading experience. However, to be honest, I can only enjoy his style for so long before I need to read something a little more straightforward.

One thing that makes this stand out from other classic dystopian novels is that there is at least a hint that the age of lonely ignorance does not have to last forever if people are willing to stand together against it in their own small way. It’s not a light, happy book by any means, but it’s not quite as grimdark as the likes of 1984, Brave New World, or A Clockwork Orange.

If you are a lover of books this is a must read. Ray Bradbury’s love of literature shines through the whole work as he provides a moving reminder of the dangers of technology-obsession and the suppression of potentially-offensive and/or contradictory ideas.

Authors, Try Harder

Title: Humans, Bow Down
Authors: James Patterson & Emily Raymond
Genre: Dystopian Sci-fi
Pages: 373
Rating: 1.5 of 5

It took just three days for the robots (hu-bots) to seize power and slaughter most of humanity. The remaining humans either serve as “reformed” slaves in The City or live as “savages” (mostly drug and alcohol addled delinquents) on The Reservation. Our story follows one such delinquent (first person narration) and one hu-bot detective (third person limited omniscient narration) tasked with finding her after she and her thuggish meathead friend steal a car (or is there another ill-explained reason?! Dun-dun-DUN!).

Whether this whole robots slaughtering/enslaving/ghetto-ing humans is a somewhat localized situation or global is unclear. The author seems to want to convey the impression that it is global, but all the action centers on a very small geographic area and there is little or no reference to what might be going on anywhere else in the world (Other cities and reservations? Mad Max style anarchy? Uninhabitable wasteland? Isolationism to contain the robot threat within North America? Who knows!). A similar lack of precision prevails throughout the book – characters suddenly know a crucial piece of information, survive an unsurvivable situation, have a radical changes of heart, or suddenly become central to the story with very little explanation or reason for doing so (other than it is needed to advance the story). Shoehorn in a transgender hu-bot and a hint of lesbian romance (to get the proper token diversity, I suppose), sprinkle on some glaring errors (e.g. referring to a speedometer as an Odometer, having a character call her best friend by the wrong name, etc.), narrate the entire thing in the present tense (which I personally find grating), and you have this very disappointing book.

A Forgotten Dystopia

Image result for It can't happen hereTitle: It Can’t Happen Here
Author: Sinclair Lewis
Genre: Classic / Dystopia
Pages: 458
Rating: 3.5 out of 5

I’m a fan of dystopias. I find the classic dystopias like 1984Fahrenheit 451, and Brave New World to be far scarier than anything in the horror genre. They are usually a great blend of satire and science fiction that provide timely warnings about the various forms that despotism can take and/or how it can come about. When a news article brought this book to my attention after it rocketed up the Amazon sales chart I was excited to give it a read. On Amazon it is currently billed as “The novel that foreshadowed Donald Trump’s authoritarian appeal” to give it that added “ripped from the headlines” boost. First I’ll address the actual book and then the “it’s all about Donald Trump!” aspect.

There are reasons that It Can’t Happen Here has not garnered the fame of the three classic dystopias I mentioned above – and it’s not due to some right (or left)-wing conspiracy of suppression. It just isn’t as timeless or believable as they are. Rather than setting it in the distant future, Sinclair Lewis placed the action in 1936, only a year or so after the publication date. This leads to a lot of references to contemporary politicians, authors, etc. which have not necessarily aged well. Also, the rapidity and ease with which the president/dictator transforms the US into a totalitarian fascist state after his election  (seemingly a matter of days!) seemed completely unbelievable to me. There were aspects of the book that hit the right notes for a dystopia once the fascist state was in full swing, but I was mostly unimpressed (and didn’t care much for the hero: a liberal, moderately socialistic newspaper editor who has little use for God or marital fidelity).

In regards to the similarities between President Trump and President/Chief Windrip, the perceived parallels are largely in regard to how/why they were elected. See, for example, this quote describing Windrip’s idealistic supporters (alongside the “bullies and swindlers” who also support him):

…they were the men and women who, in 1935 and 1936, had turned to Windrip & Co., not as a perfect, but as the most probable savior of the country from, on one hand, domination by Moscow and, on the other hand, the slack indolence, the lack of decent pride of half the American youth, whose world (these idealists asserted) was composed of shiftless distaste for work and refusal to learn anything thoroughly, of blatting dance music on the radio, maniac automobiles, slobbering sexuality, the humor and art of the comic strip – of a slave psychology which was making America a land for sterner men to loot. (p. 422)

In this and other quotes it becomes apparent that Windrip was elected as “a strong man” and “savior” by angry, white, working-class people afraid of a foreign enemy, opposed to the perceived immorality and weakness of the younger generation & intellectual elites, and upset that people of different ethnicities are taking their jobs. This is certainly one portrayal of why Donald Trump was elected as well (whether it is an accurate one I leave up to your opinion…I despise getting into political debates).

A couple other potential parallels to Trump are Windrip’s inflammatory speeches about Mexico and the mutual hatred between himself and the press. Most of the details of their background, political policies, and assumption of power are completely divergent.

Overall: a moderately interesting book that doesn’t measure up to the classic dystopias and does bear some passing resemblance to our current political situation.