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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Jan 23, 2019 0:58:08 GMT -5
if I actually keep this up, I'm going to have a lot of very long posts that will be annoying to scroll through if you want to read a specific review, so I'm going to post a table of contents here at the start of my first post in the thread. Every work without hyperlinks hasn't been reviewed yet: - 1953: 'The Demolished Man' by Alfred Bester (Best Novel)
- 1955: 'They'd Rather Be Right' by Mark Clifton and Frank Riley (Best Novel), 'The Darfsteller' by Walter M. Miller, Jr. (Best Novelette), "Allamagoosa" by Eric Frank Russell (Best Short Story)
- 1956: Double Star by Robert A. Heinlein (Best Novel), "Exploration Team" by Murray Leinster (Best Novelette), "The Star" by Arthur C. Clarke (Best Short Story)
- 1958: The Big Time by Fritz Leiber (Best Novel), "Or All the Seas with Oysters" by Avram Davidson (Best Short Story)
- 1959: A Case of Conscience by James Blish (Best Novel), "The Big Front Yard" by Clifford D. Simak (Best Novelette), "That Hell-Bound Train" by Robert Bloch (Best Short Story)
- 1960: Starship Troopers by Robert A. Heinlein (Best Novel), "Flowers for Algernon" by Daniel Keyes (Best Short Story)
- 1961: A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M. Miller, Jr. (Best Novel), "The Longest Voyage" by Poul Anderson (Best Short Story)
- 1962: Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein (Best Novel), "Hothouse" by Brian Aldiss (Best Short Story)
- 1963: The Man in the High Castle by Philip K. Dick (Best Novel), "The Dragon Masters" by Jack Vance (Best Short Story)
- 1964: Way Station by Clifford D. Simak, "No Truce with Kings" by Poul Anderson (Best Short Story)
- 1965: The Wanderer by Fritz Leiber (Best Novel), "Soldier, Ask Not" by Gordon R. Dickson (Best Short Story)
- 1966: Dune by Frank Herbert and This Immortal by Roger Zelazny (tie, Best Novel), "'Repent, Harlequin!' Said the Ticktockman" by Harlan Ellison (Best Short Story)
- 1967: The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Robert Heinlein (Best Novel), "The Last Castle" by Jack Vance (Best Novelette), "Neutron Star" by Larry Niven
- 1968: Lord of Light by Roger Zelazny (Best Novel), "Riders of the Purple Wage" by Philip José Farmer and "Weyr Search" by Anne McCaffrey (tie, Best Novella), "Gonna Roll the Bones" by Fritz Leiber (Best Novelette), "I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream" by Harlan Ellison
- 1969: Stand on Zanzibar by John Brunner (Best Novel), "Nightwings" by Robert Silverberg, "The Sharing of Flesh" by Poul Anderson (Best Novelette), "The Beast That Shouted Love at the Heart of the World" by Harlan Ellison (Best Short Story)
- 1970: The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. LeGuin (Best Novel), "Ship of Shadows" by Fritz Leiber (Best Novella), "Time Considered as a Helix of Semi-Precious Stones" by Samuel R. Delany (Best Short Story)
- 1971: Ringworld by Larry Niven (Best Novel), "Ill Met In Lankhmar" by Fritz Leiber (Best Novella), "Slow Sculpture" by Theodore Sturgeon (Best Short Story)
- 1972: To Your Scattered Bodies Go by Philip José Farmer (Best Novel), "The Queen of Air and Darkness" by Poul Anderson (Best Novella), "Inconstant Moon" by Larry Niven (Best Short Story)
- 1973: The Gods Themselves by Isaac Asimov (Best Novel), The Word for World Is Forest by Ursula K. LeGuin (Best Novella), "Goat Song" by Poul Anderson (Best Novelette), "Eurema's Dam" by R.A. Lafferty and "The Meeting" by Poul Anderson and C.M. Kornbluth (tie, Best Short Story)
- 1974: Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke (Best Novel), "The Girl Who Was Plugged In" by James Tiptree, Jr. (Best Novella), "The Deathbird" by Harlan Ellison (Best Novelette), "The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas" (Best Short Story) by Ursula K. LeGuin (Best Short Story)
- 1975: The Dispossessed by Ursula K. LeGuin (Best Novel), "A Song for Lya" by George R.R. Martin (Best Novella), "Adrift Just Off the Islets of Langerhans: Latitude 38° 54' N, Longitude 77° 00' 13" W" by Harlan Ellison (Best Novelette), "The Hole Man" by Larry Niven (Best Short Story)
- 1976: The Forever War by Joe Haldeman (Best Novel), "Home Is the Hangman" by Roger Zelazny (Best Novella), "The Borderland of Sol" by Larry Niven (Best Novelette), "Catch That Zeppelin!" by Fritz Leiber (Best Short Story)
- 1977: Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang by Kate Wilhelm (Best Novel), "By Any Other Name" by Spider Robinson and "Houston, Houston, Do You Read?" by James Tiptree, Jr. (tie, Best Novella), "The Bicentennial Man" by Isaac Asimov (Best Novelette), "Tricentennial" by Joe Haldeman (Best Short Story)
- 1978: Gateway by Frederik Pohl (Best Novel), "Stardance" by Spider Robinson and Jeanne Robinson (Best Novella), "Eyes of Amber" by Joan D. Vinge (Best Novelette), "Jeffty Is Five" by Harlan Ellison (Best Short Story)
- 1979: Dreamsnake by Vonda N. McIntyre (Best Novel), "The Persistence of Vision" by John Varley (Best Novella), "Hunter's Moon" by Poul Anderson (Best Novelette), "Cassandra" by C.J. Cherryh (Best Short Story)
- 1980: The Fountains of Paradise by Arthur C. Clarke (Best Novel), "Enemy Mine" by Barry B. Longyear (Best Novella), "Sandkings" by George R.R. Martin (Best Novelette), "The Way of Cross and Dragon" by George R.R. Martin (Best Short Story)
- 1981: The Snow Queen by Joan D. Vinge (Best Novel), "Lost Dorsai" by Gordon R. Dickson, (Best Novella) "The Cloak and the Staff" by Gordon R. Dickson (Best Novelette), "Grotto of the Dancing Deer" by Clifford D. Simak (Best Short Story)
- 1982: Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh (Best Novel), "The Saturn Game" by Poul Anderson (Best Novella), "Unicorn Variation" by Roger Zelazny (Best Novelette), "The Pusher" by John Varley (Best Short Story)
- 1983: Foundation's Edge by Isaac Asimov (Best Novel), "Souls" by Joanna Russ (Best Novella), "Fire Watch" by Connie Willis (Best Novelette), "Melancholy Elephants" by Spider Robinson (Best Short Story)
- 1984: Startide Rising by David Brin (Best Novel), "Cascade Point" by Timothy Zahn (Best Novella), "Blood Music" by Greg Bear (Best Novelette), "Speech Sounds" by Octavia E. Butler (Best Short Story)
- 1985: Neuromancer by William Gibson (Best Novel), "Press Enter â– " by John Varley (Best Novella), "Bloodchild" by Octavia E. Butler (Best Novelette), "The Crystal Spheres" by David Brin (Best Short Story)
- 1986: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card (Best Novel), "24 Views of Mt. Fuji, by Hokusai" by Roger Zelazny (Best Novella), "Paladin of the Lost Hour" by Harlan Ellison (Best Novelette), "Fermi and Frost" by Frederik Pohl (Best Short Story)
- 1987: Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card (Best Novel), "Gilgamesh in the Outback" by Robert Silverberg (Best Novella) "Permafrost" by Roger Zelazny (Best Novelette), "Tangents" by Greg Bear (Best Short Story)
- 1988: The Uplift War by David Brin (Best Novel), "Eye for Eye" by Orson Scott Card (Best Novella), "Buffalo Gals, Won't You Come Out Tonight" by Ursula K. LeGuin (Best Novelette), "Why I Left Harry's All-Night Hamburgers" by Lawrence Watt-Evans (Best Short Story)
- 1989: Cyteen by C.J. Cherryh (Best Novel), "The Last of the Winnebagos" by Connie Willis (Best Novella), "Schrödinger's Kitten" by George Alec Effinger (Best Short Story)
- 1990: Hyperion by Dan Simmons (Best Novel), "The Mountains of Mourning" by Lois McMaster Bujold (Best Novella), "Enter a Soldier. Later: Enter Another." by Robert Silverberg (Best Novelette), "Boobs" by Suzy McKee Charnas (Best Short Story)
- 1991: The Vor Game by Lois McMaster Bujold (Best Novel), "The Hemingway Hoax" by Joe Haldeman (Best Novella), "The Manamouki" by Mike Resnick (Best Novelette), "Bears Discover Fire" by Terry Bisson (Best Short Story)
- 1992: Barrayar by Lois McMaster Bujold (Best Novel), "Beggars in Spain" by Nancy Kress (Best Novella), "Gold" by Isaac Asimov (Best Novelette), "A Walk in the Sun" by Geoffrey A. Landis (Best Short Story)
- 1993: A Fire Upon the Deep by Vernor Vinge and Doomsday Book by Connie Willis (tie, Best Novel), "Barnacle Bill the Spacer" by Lucius Shepard (Best Novella), "The Nutcracker Coup" by Janet Kagan (Best Novelette), "Even the Queen" by Connie Willis)
- 1994: Green Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson (Best Novel), "Down in the Bottomlands" by Harry Turtledove (Best Novella), "Georgia on my Mind" by Charles Sheffield (Best Novelette), "Death on the Nile" by Connie Willis (Best Short Story)
Hang on, haven't you already abandoned about half a dozen other review projects over the lifetime of the Tolerability Index Forum?I'm very bad at sticking to review projects that I start on this forum; my Shakespeare reviews have stalled out for over a year at a time on two different occasions, I've not quite kept my plans to do weekly reviews of all of Bob Dylan's studio albums, and I definitely got pretty tired of how bad the first season of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine gets, and haven't updated that thread where I was going to review all the DS9 episodes in months. But I do plan to get back to updating those threads in the near future, and furthermore I've taken on this ill-advised new project! I'm going to read all the books that have won the Hugo Award for Best Novel and write about them on this thread. And I plan to do it all without going on months-or-even-years-long hiatuses. Why are you doing this?
I like science fiction and fantasy, but I'm honestly not a terribly fast reader, and I have a ton of blind spots in these genres, especially when it comes to older sci-fi. When I first read through the list of Hugo Best Novel winners a few years ago, there were a bunch of books and authors on there that I'd never even heard of, much less read. And even when I started this project at the beginning of the year, I'd only read 11 of the 67 novels that have won the award. What are the Hugo Awards?
The Hugo Awards are arguably the most prestigious set of awards intended for works of science fiction and fantasy. They've been awarded by the World Science Fiction Society (or WSFS) at the World Science Fiction Convention (also known as WorldCon) nearly every year since the awards were introduced in 1953. Works of science fiction and fantasy from the previous year are eligible, and nominees and winners are voted on by dues-paying members of the WSFS. There are currently 15 awards given each year, but as mentioned above, I'll be reviewing the winners for Best Novel, because 1) it's the award that I'm most interested in, and 2) because Best Novel is more or less to the Hugos what Best Picture is to the Oscars; it's basically their marquee award. Who was Hugo?The Hugo Awards are named after Hugo Gernsback (1884-1967), who has been referred to by some as "the father of science fiction". He has several claims to fame. He's noteworthy for coining the term "science fiction" (although he apparently preferred his neologism "scientifiction", and I kind of wish that this had been the label that had stuck for the genre). But far more substantive was his pioneering work as a magazine publisher; he published and edited many science fiction magazines throughout his life, most notably Amazing Stories, the first sci-fi magazine. Given the amount of science fiction that was first published through magazines like Amazing Stories, his impact on the genre has indeed been immense. However, Gernsback was also notorious for underpaying writers, and, taking this into account, the fact that he paid himself a high salary as a publisher is unconscionable. His own fiction has also been almost universally derided as mediocre; author Frederik Pohl once described it as "a sort of animated catalogue of gadgets", and these gadget-centric works were the sorts of stories that Gernsback most liked to publish in Amazing Stories. Personally, I find it distasteful that a publisher who got rich off of exploiting authors is the person after whom these awards are named rather than a figure renowned for their own creative contributions to genre fiction, but there you have it. Isn't a project where you just review books from a glorified best-of list intellectually shallow?
I don't think so, but I understand the sentiment. We live in a time where the pressures of a click-based media economy favors lazy listicles and the production of vast amounts of content, often at the expense of any substantive criticism of art. This has fostered a healthy skepticism of the value of lists of great creative works. It's a skepticism that I share; that being said, I don't think these sorts of lists are all bad if you don't view them as definitive and are willing to analyze the works included in a substantive fashion. There are a lot of very highly regarded books on this list, and while I know I won't agree with the general consensus on all of them, I expect to read a lot of great books via this project, and to greatly broaden my knowledge of the genres of science fiction and fantasy in the process. Futhermore, I think it's kind of interesting to look at the books that win in terms of what they say about the views of the people who voted for them and what it is that they value in works of sci-fi and fantasy. Anyway, I'm looking forward to this project. If you're interested in following its progress, please feel free to chime in with your own thoughts. Likewise, if you have any advice on how to tackle this project, or insight on authors, subgenres, and eras of science fiction and fantasy about which I am particularly ignorant, I'd love to hear your input. I've included the list of the books that I'll be reading below. I don't really plan to skip around; I intend to start with the 1953 winner and work my way on up to 2018 (although, realistically the winners for 2019 through at least 2021 will probably have been announced by the time I finish up). I just finished Alfred Bester's The Demolished Man a few days ago, and I plan to have my review of it up by this Thursday at the latest.
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Post by Crash Test Dumbass on Jan 24, 2019 14:05:27 GMT -5
I have read 15 of the books, which is pitifully low, but all of them except maybe Speaker were really good. Listen to Neil Gaiman's books if you can. Redshirts kinda shifts dramatically in the middle.
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Post by Desert Dweller on Jan 27, 2019 18:40:53 GMT -5
Wow, surprised I've actually read 20 of these. I thought it'd be lower. I prefer my sci-fi to be on screen. I don't tend to read much of it. Though, looking at this list makes me realize that the sci-fi/fantasy I read tends to be written by women.
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Post by Hachiman on Jan 27, 2019 21:22:57 GMT -5
Its really interesting to notice how the popularity of these books really shifts at the turn of the century. I knew and read a fair amount of the pre-2000 winners, but i feel like the post-2000 winners are much more recognizable to any one who follows literature or pop culture. Hell, I read a few of the more recent ones just because I heard about them so much from others and didn't want to miss out on the conversation. This is all to say that the greater acceptance of speculative fiction makes me really happy because I got heat for reading Green Mars in school.
Redshirts isn't the best book on the list, but gets points for the amount I quote it to myself on bad days or rethinking tough parts of my life in terms of the dramatic tension they added.
"Aww, shit. I think we're in the narrative!" "Hachi, what are you talking about?" "Nothing."
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Post by Celebith on Feb 20, 2019 23:20:32 GMT -5
I have read 15 of the books, which is pitifully low, but all of them except maybe Speaker were really good. Listen to Neil Gaiman's books if you can. Redshirts kinda shifts dramatically in the middle. I loved Speaker for the Dead, although I'm not sure why, or if it holds up. I didn't know 'To Say Nothing of the Dog' or 'The City and The City' were hugo winners. I read them when they were on the 'new books' shelves. American Gods is great, but I almost like Anansi Boys better. AG won me over with the night sister giving Shadow the moon, though - I'm a sucker for coin symbolism. I don't know why. Probably the opening pages of Wolfe's Severian books.
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Post by nowimnothing on Mar 20, 2019 19:49:37 GMT -5
I spent some time trying to read all the Hugo and Nebula winners, so I have read 28 of these. Some were better than others, but I don't think there were any that were so bad I couldn't finish. For a long, long time Ender's Game was my favorite book of all time. I loved it as a short story and even more as a full novel. I probably read it 50 times between the ages of 10 and 20. I am afraid to revisit it now though. My criteria for giving a book 5 stars on Goodreads is whether I might read it again, it is a pretty high bar, less than 100 out of the 1,100 books that I have read. A few are on here: Doomsday Book, Hyperion, and The Graveyard Book.
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Jul 2, 2019 2:26:02 GMT -5
1953
Hey, so I'm finally back with the much-delayed first installment of my Hugo Awards review thread. In the interval between my first post and now I've realized a couple of things. One is that most of the short fiction winners shouldn't actually be that difficult to find, so I'm going to make this thread more of a review of the Hugo Awards in general. There's still going to be a lot of awards that I won't be doing more than simply listing the winners and nominees for, but for the short fiction categories, most of the winners for Dramatic Presentation, and occasionally some other awards, I might offer a fairly brief overview of my thoughts, in addition to longer reviews of the winners for Best Novel. The second thing that's changed about this review series is that I've started reading Jo Walton's book An Informal History of the Hugos (thanks to @wearytraveler for telling me about this), which I'll probably regularly referring to while doing these reviews. Anyway, here's my review of the 1953 Hugo Awards. The only award for fiction in 1953 was Best Novel, and I don't really have any input on any of the other award winners, so I'll just list them here, and then get into my discussion of the first Hugo Award Winner for Best Novel, The Demolished Man by Alfred Bester. The Hugo Awards are generally given to works published or released in the previous year, but this doesn't appear to have been a hard-and-fast rule for the first couple of years, and The Demolished Man's publication history reflects this, as it was initially serialized in the magazine Galaxy Science Fiction in 1952 and only published as a full book in 1953. Also, while winners would eventually be selected from a shortlist of nominees, for the first couple of years this system was not in place, but I'll be listing nominees as well once I get to the point where they started announcing those. Anyway, here are the winners for the 1953 Hugo Awards: Best Professional Magazine - Astounding Science Fiction and Galaxy Science Fiction Best Interior Illustration - Virgil Finlay Best Cover Artist - Hannes Bok and Ed Emshwiller Best New Author or Artist - Philip José Farmer Excellence in Fact Articles - Willy Ley #1 Fan Personality - Forry Ackerman Best Novel - The Demolished Man by Alfred Bester Who was Alfred Bester?
Alfred Bester (1913-1987) was a science fiction writer from New York City, who wrote the short stories and novels that constitute his best known work in the 1950s. But he had a career that saw him engaged in a number of creative endeavors; in addition to his on-and-off work as an author of sci fi prose fiction, he also wrote for DC comics (including work on both Superman and Green Lantern in the '40s), was a screenwriter for radio and television programs, and a magazine editor. Yet while this other work was the primary source of his creative output for the majority of his career, Bester's influence on science fiction literature has been immense, with his contemporary Harry Harrison declaring that "Alfred Bester was one of the handful of writers who invented modern science fiction". He is one of the overlords of the genre. The Demolished Man (his first novel) and The Stars My Destination are probably what Bester is best known for today, and while the former was his only work to win a Hugo Award, four of his short stories, and his 1975 novel The Computer Connection also received Hugo nominations. I wonder what role the notorious standards of low pay for authors in sci-fi magazines set in part by this award's namesake played in Bester's bouncing from job to job over the course of his career in spite of his distinction as the first winner of the marquee award in science fiction. In 1939, Bester's first story was published in Thrilling Wonder Stories, after winning a story-writing contest that had a $50 prize. This was a contest which another young writer who would go on to be a major figure in the genre, Robert A. Heinlein, considered entering, but decided not to, as he could make $70 selling his 7,000 word story at a penny per word to a different magazine. Later, after both had achieved success as writers, Bester jokingly complained to Heinlein that "you beat me by twenty dollars". It's an amusing anecdote, and Bester and Heinlein are both among the foundational giants of SF, for whatever that's worth, but it also makes me wonder how many potentially great science fiction writers had to cut promising careers short when they found that it was not feasible to write for science fiction magazines for payouts of $50 or $70. Of course, this isn't true only of writers of science fiction or genre fiction; people have lived in financial precarity in order to make art for as long as there have been money-based economies. But it's worth thinking about. What's it about?Non-spoilery one sentence premise: A powerful industrialist attempts to kill a rival in a society where the presence of telepaths means that nobody has gotten away with premeditated murder in decades. A very spoilery synopsis: It is the 24th Century; humanity has recovered from what appears to have been at least one highly destructive nuclear war and gone on to colonize the solar system, powerful business oligarchs wield immense power, and the discovery of telepathy among some members of the population (called "Espers") has effectively eliminated such crimes as murder. Most telepaths take jobs in the professional classes at a prestige level correlated to their telepathic abilities, and belong to the Guild of Espers, a body which sets ethical rules for the use of telepathic powers, searches out and trains latent telepaths, and is engaged in a eugenic program to create a society comprised entirely of Espers. Frank Reich is one of the most prominent of the business oligarchs, the head of Monarch Utilities & Resources, a massive conglomeration of businesses which has been in the Reich family for centuries. But in spite of this, Reich is tormented by nightmares featuring a figure he refers to as the Man With No Face, and worse, one of Monarch's competitors, the Mars-based D'Courtney Cartel, has been inexorably gaining dominance over Monarch. Reich sends Craye D'Courtney, the head of the D'Courtney Cartel, an offer to merge their companies, and after he decodes D'Courtney's reply message declining the merger, Reich resolves to kill D'Courtney. In order to get away with murder, Reich needs the help of a telepath, so he turns to Augustus "Gus" Tate, Esper 1st class, and a highly paid psychologist. Tate is a member of the secretive right wing League of Esper Patriots, an organization whose members resent the high taxes levied by the Esper Guild for the discovery and training of future generations of telepaths. Tate agrees to take on the extremely risky job of helping out Reich, himself a financial backer of the League of Esper Patriots, when the latter promises to use his vast wealth and influence to make Tate the next President of the Esper Guild in return. Reich needs to know when and where his target will next be visiting Earth, information which Tate can glean from D'Courtney's psychologist Sam @kins, who will be at a party of Espers being hosted that night by police prefect Lincoln Powell. The story now shifts to the home of the aforementioned Lincoln Powell, where he is preparing to host his party. Powell is an Esper 1st Class, and one of the most highly gifted telepaths in the world, regarded as a likely future President of the Esper Guild. He meets his friend and fellow Esper Mary Noyes, who hopes her unrequited love for Powell will result in their marriage if only because Powell, in his late thirties, is, as a member of the Esper Guild, required to marry another Esper by age 40 as a part of the Guild's eugenic program. Powell's feelings for Mary, however, are strictly platonic. At Powell's party, the guests demonstrate the intricate mental conversations that telepaths are capable of, and Tate engages in a conversation with Sam @kins, Craye D'Courtney's psychologist, learning that D'Courtney will soon be arriving from Mars and visiting the home of noted socialite Maria Beaumont.  Reich proceeds to make preparations for the murder. He purchases an antique book of party games, defaces every page of it except for the ones with instructions on how to play " Sardines", and sends it to the home of Maria Beaumont, who consequently invites him to her next party. He then pays a visit to Duffy Wyg&, a composer of particularly memorable earworms, whom Reich had previously employed to pen catchy strikebreaking songs for Monarch, on the pretense of commissioning her for more work. During their conversation, he asks her to play him the most irritatingly memorable song she'd ever written, which proceeds to get stuck in his head, thus giving him something to think about on command which can distract telepaths who might otherwise discover his murderous plans for D'Courtney. Reich also purchases an antique 20th Century handgun from the pawnshop of Jerry Church (a telepath who has been ostracized from Esper society after he illegally used his abilities to spy on Monarch's competition for Reich) as a gift for Tate, making a show of having Church remove the bullets from their cartridges such that it can't be used for violent means. Reich and Tate attend Maria Beaumont's party of debauchery and excess, where Beaumont has the group play Sardines. Reich uses this opportunity to sneak to the room that Tate has telepathically identified as the one where D'Courtney is staying. D'Courtney is clearly unwell, and can barely speak due to throat cancer. But he's quite friendly towards Reich, and claims to have accepted Reich's offer. Reich calls him a liar, and shoves the gun purchased from Church into D'Courtney's mouth. All of a sudden, D'Courtney's daughter bursts into the room and screams in horror at seeing her father's life threatened. Reich shoots D'Courtney with the gun, killing him, and attempts to subdue the daughter, but she escapes him, and grabs the gun in the course of their scuffle. Reich meets up with Tate, furious that Tate hadn't realized that D'Courtney had a daughter who was staying with him. Reich and Tate rejoin the party guests in the room directly beneath the one where the murder took place, and the body is discovered when blood drips from the ceiling onto Reich's clothes. Powell shows up with the police, and speaks with the party guests. When he asks Reich if he knows what happened to D'Courtney's daughter Barbara, Reich says that he didn't see anything, and has no clue why she would have gone running out of the house naked, which of course gives himself away immediately, as if he hadn't actually seen anything he would have had no idea of Barbara's state of dress when she left the Beaumont mansion. But this alone isn't nearly enough for Powell to prove Reich's guilt, he'll need proof, and what's worse is that the coroner can't figure out what the murder weapon was. If he'd been shot with a gun there should have been a projectile in the room somewhere, but all that they found was a gel candy in the back of D'Courtney's throat. Powell sets his detectives to following various leads on the murder, while he uses his influence in the Esper Guild to pull some strings so that every telepath in the city will be on the lookout for Barbara D'Courtney, the only witness to the murder. Reich enlists the help of Jerry Church, offering to use his influence to reinstate Church in the Esper Guild in exchange for his help in organizing a meeting with the casino owner Keno Quizzard, whom he pays to use the network of petty criminals under his control to also look for Barbara D'Courtney. Powell continues his investigation of Reich, but every avenue of inquiry is effectively cut off by the business magnate, although his team does eventually discover that a sort of gel compound manufactured by Monarch could have been filled with water, and used as a bullet that would have been deadly at close range if one fired it from a gun that was shoved in the victim's mouth. Meanwhile, both Powell's network of Espers and Quizzard's goons simultaneously pinpoint Barbara D'Courtney's location at the fortune-telling compound of Chooka Frood, where D'Courtney is employed doing a "trance routine to music" during fortune-telling demonstrations. Powell is able to get to a basically catatonic Barbara first, although Reich recovers the murder weapon, and though Reich has a chance to shoot his opponent and D'Courtney's daughter as they make their escape, he can't bring himself to do so. Reich subsequently starts an anti-Esper campaign trying to drum up bigotry against telepaths. After taking Barbara D'Courtney to the hospital, Powell learns that she is suffering from "Hysterical Recall" wherein she remains in a state of catatonia except for when she hears the word "help", at which point she relives the experience of hearing her father call for help and then witnessing his murder. A doctor at the hospital has given her something called the "Déjà Éprouvé Series", which causes her to consciously relive her life from infancy to adulthood over the course of three weeks so that her subconscious mind has the opportunity to make peace with what she's seen. Powell, needing D'Courtney as a witness, enters her mind to converse with her on the subconscious level, and while she isn't ready to go over what happened in detail, Powell does learn that Reich was the killer, but also the puzzling fact that Craye D'Courtney wanted to be killed. To try to make sense of this, he visits Sam @kins, who tells Powell that he's not sure why D'Courtney would've wanted to die, but that he did feel immense guilt about his child. Powell meets with Jerry Church and Gus Tate to try to get them to turn on Reich. After a surprise attack by Quizzard's goons leaves Tate dead and nearly kills Powell and Church, Church decides to cooperate with Powell. Powell, who is starting to fall in love with Barbara, comes across a weird association in her subconscious where she and Ben Reich are half-joined together. At a sprawling asteroid-based conglomeration of theme parks and attractions called Spaceland, Powell is able to get hold of Reich's Code Chief before Reich can murder him and get rid of all record of his encoded communications with the D'Courtney Cartel. Powell and his team input evidence into Old Man Mose, the computer that they use to determine the odds of a successful prosecution of cases under investigation. As they wait for Reich's communications with D'Courtney to be definitively decoded, they provisionally enter all the evidence gathered to that point, and ask Old Man Mose the odds of a prosecution assuming that Reich's motive for the murder was profit. Old Man Mose gives them odds of about 97%, but then Powell receives the news that D'Courtney had actually accepted Reich's offer of a merger, and the case appears to be lost. Meanwhile, Reich is becoming paranoid as he narrowly escapes three different attempts on his life. Believing the culprit to be Chooka Frood, he heads to her compound, but realizes that she's telling the truth when she insists that she hasn't done anything, and he subsequently turns his suspicions on Powell. He forces Chooka Frood to call Powell and tell him that she has found the gun that killed Barbara's father, and that he should come and get it. Powell promises to leave right away, and Reich heads to Powell's home to lay a trap. But when he arrives there, he subdues Mary Noyes and comes face to face with a still child-like Barbara D'Courtney, demands (to no avail) to know what she's told Powell, and is trying to work out whether to murder both Barbara and Mary when Powell shows up. Powell explains to Reich that he knew Chooka's message was a trap because Chooka couldn't have had any way of knowing that the gun in Barbara's possession was used to murder her father. He also tells Reich that he has nothing to worry about, and that the case against him has been dropped because D'Courtney accepted the merger offer, so the police have no motive to explain why Reich committed the murder. Reich doesn’t believe Powell, and demands to know why Powell tried to kill him. Powell says that he wasn't trying to kill Reich, and telepathically looks into Reich's mind. At this point he is horrified, and tells Reich that he would kill him if he could. He says that the person who is trying to kill Reich is the Man with No Face, the one person who has always known that he is "the deadly enemy of our entire future". Reich is still a bit paranoid, but after receiving confirmation from the Police Chief that he is no longer under investigation, he realizes that the world is essentially his to conquer, but then believes that he sees the Man with No Face and collapses in the street. Meanwhile the Esper Guild Council convenes, and agrees to use Powell as the focal point for something called a Mass Cathexis Measure to stop Reich, despite the fact that in this action whereby all Espers focus their mental energy on one individual, the human channel for this energy has never before survived the proceedings. Powell argues that this is necessary, not only because of the threats that Reich represents to telepaths through the anti-Esper campaign he is funding and to the stability of the Guild through his financial support of the League of Esper Patriots, but Reich is also, according to Powell, on the verge of becoming a "Galactic focal point" and making "his reality the world's reality." Powell confronts Reich and via the Mass Cathexis Measure, makes Reich experience a reality in which the universe slowly shrinks around him. First stars, then the other planets, then the moon, all cease to exist. The universe around Reich condenses to an ever more absurd degree, until eventually only he exists. He is confronted by the Man With No Face, who is also himself, and who informs him that he has failed to solve the puzzle of the universe, and that all that remains for him now is Demolition. Reich and Powell are both found unconscious. After Powell has had time to recover from the Mass Cathexis Measure, he explains to the Chief of Police that Reich subconsciously misread D'Courtney's acceptance of a merger as a refusal; Reich simply used a merger refusal as his conscious justification for the murder. The real reason Reich killed D'Courtney was because D'Courtney had had an affair with Reich's mother and was actually his father (this explained Barbara's weird association of herself and Reich, as they are half-siblings), and he possessed an Oedipal drive to kill the parent who had abandoned him. Reich could not consciously accept this fact, and this was symbolized by the Man With No Face. He subconsciously set traps for himself because his conscience could not let him get away with what he had done. After this, Powell meets up with Barbara, who has completed her Déjà Éprouvé Series, and he informs her that she is a latent Esper. He's realized this because her father, dying of throat cancer, could never have actually yelled to her for help. She heard his cry on a telepathic level. Barbara's status as an Esper means that she and Powell can be married. And finally, Powell visits Reich, who has undergone Demolition, a punishment whereby a person's entire psyche is destroyed before it is reconstituted. In his altered state, mid-Demolition, Reich speaks to Powell on a telepathic level, and calls him a friend. The book ends with Powell hopefully awaiting the day when everyone has become an Esper. What did I think of it? The Demolished Man is often held up as one of the greatest science fiction novels of all time, and while I wouldn't rate it so highly myself, it's easy to see why so many people do, and why it's so influential. Bester has crafted a science fiction novel with some impressive and at times subtle world-building, with an experimental, reality-bending conclusion. But it's also a detective novel, a Freudian psychological drama, and, according to author Harry Harrison in his introduction to the novel, the book is influenced by Jacobean revenge plays. I don't know that this book would be particularly unusual in its scope today, but at a time when most science fiction novels (including this one) were still being serialized in pulp magazines, The Demolished Man comes across as a really ambitious sci-fi novel. But does it hold up in 2019? That's a pretty reductive question, of course, and I think the answer is a bit more complicated than a simple yes or no. To start off with what I liked about the book, while it's a very 50s sci-fi novel, it rarely feels hackneyed or dated. There's plenty of old-timey sci-fi gadgets and other well-worn tropes, but with a couple of exceptions, they're not really the focus of the story, or, they're handled in a way that's well thought out. The prose is also pretty solid. Normally I think that cyberpunk spellings of normal words and names with numbers and other typographical symbols is insufferable unless it's being incorporated in the name of a Braniac song, but I actually find the proto-cyberpunk character names (Sam @kins, Duffy Wyg&, Jo 1/4maine, etc.) to be a really charming touch. There's also some memorable lines in the book, from the "Tension, apprehension, and dissension have begun" lyric from the earworm that Duffy Wyg& plays for Reich, to the experimental way that Bester conveys complex telepathic conversations between the Espers, to this grand and thematically resonant passage which opens and closes the novel: I also think the world-building is quite good. As with a lot of science fiction, especially '50s science fiction, the book has it's fair share of clunky expository dialogue. But when it comes to depicting what it's like to actually live in this fictional universe, Bester doesn't resort to directly moralizing to his readers. The book contains an implicit critique of a hyper-capitalistic society with a handful of corporations monopolizing every sector of the economy, and an extraordinary concentration of wealth at the very top of society. There's a dynamic at play between different parties in this society that feels nuanced and well thought out. Take for instance the relationship between the Esper Guild and other elements of society, and the internal conflicts within the Guild itself. Judging from the opinions expressed by a number of characters (from wealthy industrialists like Reich to the Chief of Police to latent Espers like Chooka Frood illicitly using their powers) regarding Espers, there is clearly a lot of hostility towards telepaths in this society. And yet their society depends on Espers to function. Ben Reich may feel threatened by Espers but they are a necessary component to his workforce, and likewise, Powell and other telepaths have become an indispensable element of law enforcement. And Reich, in spite of his bigotry, funds the League of Esper Patriots, because it's clearly in his economic interests to do so, whether to have leverage to convince the likes of Gus Tate to help him break the law, or to have a hand in controlling Guild policy, or to destabilize a body which regulates ethical behavior for the telepaths in his employ, or what have you. So there may be tensions between the Guild and other economic and political interests, but these are tensions with some nuance. Likewise, while the book sets up the Guild as one of the primary forces, which, through the proxy of Lincoln Powell, is opposed to Reich, the Guild is itself hardly a force for pure good, and its divisions reflect this. For one thing, the Guild isn't opposed at all to a highly exploitative capitalist system. They may seek to regulate its excesses by setting strictly enforced rules of conduct for Espers, and they may join together at the end to take down a corrupt oligarch like Reich when he presents a threat to the very structure of society, but as I mentioned above, they're also an essential part of this economic system. Indeed, hardly radical, they provide industry with a highly skilled segment of a professional class that contains a disproportionate number of people content with the status quo, and the use of the Mass Cathexis Measure at the end of the novel has no goal more radical than saving capitalism from itself. Furthermore, the Guild's vision of a utopian future is one where everyone is an Esper, and they are engaged in a eugenic program to make this a reality. In addition to the chilling implications of an intellectual milieu that promotes eugenics, the Espers' own freedom is restricted by the requirement that they all marry another Esper by age 40. What's even more alarming about this is that the closest thing to opposition to these policies is expressed by the League of Esper Patriots, in their rage at the high taxes assessed to support Guild programs, and this antipathy is not born out anything resembling a concern for the well-being of non-Espers or notions of equality. Even Sam @kins, who believes that everyone is a latent Esper, who, as an act of charity invites people to his estate to help them recognize their latent telepathic abilities, and who is probably the most progressive Esper we're introduced to in the book, has a patronizing attitude toward anyone who hasn't developed telepathic abilities which borders on outright disgust, as demonstrated at one point when he starts mentally screaming at a group of people who have sought out his help when they prove unreceptive to his telepathic messages. There's no evidence that @kins or Powell or any of the relatively progressive Espers is opposed to eugenics. This all bears a lot of striking parallels to the real-world eugenics movement, which a generation before the publication of The Demolished Man held appeal to a lot of people across a broad range of ideologies. Many of the most elegant opponents of scientifically cruder and more nakedly cruel forms of eugenics, such as the famous evolutionary biologist J.B.S. Haldane, still supported their own form of eugenics, as with Haldane's rather creepy and elitist idea of " eutelegenesis". When a morally repulsive ideology becomes a part of a society's intellectual and cultural milieu, it never manifests in a way that neatly divides that society into evildoers who accept said ideology wholeheartedly set against good guys who reject the ideology entirely, whether it be the ideology of improving humanity's genetic stock, racism, misogyny, classism, homophobia or any other form of bigotry. And in recognizing this where a lot of other sci-fi authors of his time wouldn't, Bester has created a world which seems realistic, even if it's in a way that's rather depressing. On a related note, another thing I like about The Demolished Man is that, while a lot of science fiction books would have presented Espers as "the next stage in human evolution" and treated this as an entirely good and positive thing, Bester has a lot of the telepaths in the book articulate sentiments along these lines, but it's always kind of chilling. Will humanity really "all be mind to mind and heart to heart", as Lincoln Powell blithely contends, in a world where everyone is an Esper? And more crucially, what will have been the fate of the non-Espers during the transitional period to this world? The "next stage of human evolution" trope is one with some troubling implications that I feel most science fiction isn't willing to grapple with, and while it's hardly the main focus of The Demolished Man, I think Bester has addressed it in a way meant to evoke a deeply uneasy ambivalence at the idea in the reader, which I think is good. Another thing I love about the book is its penultimate chapter, wherein via the Mass Cathexis Measure, Powell subjects Reich to a hallucination wherein the world slowly shrinks around him until he comes to believe, with horror, that he is the only thing that exists in the entire universe. It's a really brilliant bit of horror, as an increasingly agitated Reich runs about trying to convince people of the existence of the stars, and later the planets, the moon, etc, and comes to feel that he's losing his mind. There's elements of this that do feel very much like 1950s science fiction, but it's never stale, despite being written over 65 years ago. It was also clearly the inspiration for " Remember Me" one of my favorite episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation. Also, old-timey sci-fi computers saying things like "There are no stars," may be a little cheesy in 2019, but I am all about old-timey sci-fi computers saying weird bullshit like that. It's a really awesome chapter, and it's probably the single element of the book that I'm most enthusiastic about. It also makes for a thematically relevant climax to the book. As Bester writes in the book's introductory epigraph: "There have been men without number suffering from the same megalomania; men who imagined themselves unique, irreplaceable, irreproduceable." When Reich is made to confront a horrifying hypothetical world in which he is all that exists, it is a fitting punishment for such an egotistical man, especially when, per Powell, he was on the cusp of achieving a sort of hegemonic domination over the solar system, or perhaps even reality itself. On the other hand, I'm a bit ambivalent on how consistently Bester actually applied this theme of individuals considering themselves unique in a universe of "men without number suffering from [this] megalomania", and it largely centers on how heavily influenced the book is by Freudian psychology. Towards the beginning of the book, when Reich resolves to murder D'Courtney, it seems as though he is merely an agent of capital who, despite his company's status as one of the most successful corporations in the solar system, feels compelled by economic forces beyond his control to murder his competitor in order to keep that company afloat. But it turns out that this wasn't the case at all, and that instead the murder only occurred because Ben Reich has an Oedipal complex (and this twist is made to feel very uncompelling and contrived by the fact that Reich is only subconsciously aware of who his father even is, and subconsciously misinterprets D'Courtney's message accepting the merger of their corporations, and later subconsciously sets traps for himself - in her review of the book, Jo Walton referred to this as "a cheat" and I entirely agree). So instead of Reich being a man possessed of delusions of grandeur, it turns out that his individual problems are in fact extremely momentous and, given the fact that his control of Monarch Enterprises and the D'Courtney Cartel is supposed to be the prelude of his domination of the entire solar system, he is in fact a uniquely important person, and his opponent, Lincoln Powell, the only man able to defeat him, is likewise such a uniquely important individual. Similarly, the Oedipal complex comes into play between Powell and Barbara, wherein Barbara falls in love with Powell while he is serving as a father figure throughout the course of her Déjà Éprouvé Series treatment, which is just as immensely gross and creepy as it sounds (but I'll discuss this at greater length in a moment). Also, in 2019, when a lot of Freudian psychoanalysis has been discredited, the fact that it seems to inform so much of 24th Century psychology is rather hard to believe, and that, more than any of the very 1950s sci-fi tech, felt really dated in a way that made it harder to take the book seriously. On the other hand, there is some evidence that perhaps Reich isn't such a unique threat to humanity, and that Powell may well be overstating his case when he claims this. At the Esper Guild Council meeting, @kins suggests this, but Powell insists that Reich is an extremely serious threat, and convinces the Council that the Mass Cathexis Measure must be undertaken. But the reader is given no unbiased indication that this was, in fact, the truth. Powell clearly believes this to be the truth himself, but it's impossible to tell if he was actually right. It is, in fact, very likely that he has overstated the uniqueness of Reich's position, given how Bester undercuts Powell's argument at the very beginning of the book with the claim that "in this endless universe there is nothing new, nothing different." I do feel that one area in which the book is decidedly not very successful is as a detective story. It's just not very compelling. A lot of it is quite predictable. Bester uses the same couple of tricks over and over again, and they're usually pretty transparent to begin with. For instance, there's a number of cases of a character giving something away by saying or hearing something that they shouldn't have (like Reich knowing that Barbara fled Maria Belmont's estate naked, or Chooka Frood saying that she'd found the murder weapon when she shouldn't have known what it was, or, in a slight twist, Barbara hearing her father's yell for help despite him being unable to speak in anything louder than a whisper). And that's really the extent of the "solving" that the reader is really able to reasonably do. Because a lot of the rest of the detective work involves a bunch of sci-fi technobabble, and the reader simply has to take the characters at their word when they explain how Reich used a bunch of gadgets to commit the murder. I think this is the one area in which the book suffers from having a lot of cliched 1950s sci-fi tech, because most of the technology that Reich uses to commit the murder feels pretty contrived. And then there's the fact that Reich only commits the murder because of an Oedipal complex, which is heavily foreshadowed, but also involves a lot of him subconsciously hiding the truth from himself in a way that's also deeply contrived and doesn't really make for an interesting detective story at all. Also, midway through the book, when Tate is murdered, there's no discussion of bringing his killers to justice, which is weird, given the book's very premise that it's nearly impossible in this society to get away with murder. You'd think that Quizzard's goons wouldn't have been so cavalier about attempting to murder some people given the immense care that Reich, a man with nearly limitless resources, needed to put into committing just one murder. The Demolished Man is honestly pretty mediocre as a detective story, and as this book is a detective story, the fact that it mostly fails at that is a pretty seriously affects its quality, in my opinion. But my biggest issue with The Demolished Man is that it's extremely misogynistic. This is most notable in the incredibly creepy relationship between Powell and Barbara D'Courtney. The fact that Powell is falling in love with Barbara while, on a conscious level, she is reliving her childhood, is really gross. He's also engaging with the adult Barbara on a subconscious level, but this is hardly any less creepy, as the subconscious Barbara is deeply traumatized by what she's witnessed, and clearly not in a situation where she would genuinely be falling in love with someone. The best you could say for this subplot is that it's arguably slightly critical of Powell and his outwardly charming persona for falling in love with a woman who was both deeply traumatized and also, on a conscious level, a child, and for entering into a relationship with that woman less than a week after she has ostensibly recovered from these conditions, but really, the whole thing is really just wholly irredeemable. Furthermore, none of the female characters in the book are particularly well written, and they're all subject to shitty sexist tropes. Not only is all the stuff between Powell and Barbara really creepy, but she's literally diagnosed at the hospital with the pseudoscientific "Hysterical Recall". Powell's friend Mary Noyes' main characteristic is that she's in love with Powell and desperately wants him to love her back. She only exists to add some conflict to the Powell-Barbara love subplot. Maria Beaumont is a character obsessed with sexual decadence, and is a weird, creepy caricature of nymphomaniac. She walks around everywhere naked, and her futuristic plastic surgery is described in a kind of gross, sexist manner, and doesn't really make much sense, in that I'm not sure what "pneumatic" surgery is supposed to be. And while we're on the subject of Bester's unwoke views, there's also a brief moment of needless homophobia where a couple of minor characters are described using a homophobic slur. All in all, The Demolished Man is a mixed bag. There's a lot of material in this book that's really thought-provoking, in that there's a lot of stuff that's deliberately left ambiguous. Was Reich truly on the verge of conquering the solar system, for instance? What are we to make of Powell's vision of a utopic future where everyone is an Esper? Is Reich really a great man who unfortunately happened to be evil, as Powell proclaims at the end of the novel, or is he just a rich piece of shit with the resources to do whatever he likes? It's generally a well-written, ambitious novel, and there's a couple of chapters that make for really thrilling reading. On the other hand the stuff that didn't work for me (most of the Freudian stuff, the weak detective story, the creepy misogyny) left me feeling rather ambivalent about the book. I'm still glad I read it, it's certainly more memorable than most books that I've had mixed feelings about, and I plan to read more of Bester now that I've read this book, but this was not one of my favorites. Was it a deserving winner? Is there anything you'd have picked instead?
I don't have a problem with this novel being the winner for Best Novel. I personally have some issues with it, but I also understand why it's considered a classic and why it's usually included in the Canon of science fiction (except for the Powell-Barbara romantic subplot, which is awful and has no redeeming virtues). I haven't read a lot of other science fiction or fantasy novels from 1952, but I really liked Isaac Asimov's Foundation and Empire when I read it about 15 years ago, although as I was still a kid at the time, I'm not sure how realiable my judgment on it is. But I probably would have picked that as the winner over The Demolished Man if it had been up to me. What will you be reviewing next time?Next up are the 1955 Hugo Awards (there were no awards given in 1954). I'll be reviewing They'd Rather Be Right (also known by the alternate title of The Forever Machine) by Mark Clifton and Frank Riley, that year's winner for Best Novel, and also "The Darfstellar" by Walter M. Miller, Jr., the first winner of the Hugo Award for Best Novelette. I plan on posting these fairly regularly from now on, probably roughly every three weeks, so I should have this next review posted at some point later on in July.
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Post by Desert Dweller on Jul 4, 2019 0:08:00 GMT -5
The final paragraph of your spoilery synopsis is really something. Wow. Thanks for reviewing this. Doesn't really sound like my thing. Though I love the idea of the collapse of the universe around you being used as a punishment. Very cool.
Edit: Also, isn't "They'd Rather Be Right" considered to be a terrible book? I seem to recall it being listed on some "Worst Hugo winners" list I read once.
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Jul 12, 2019 9:34:40 GMT -5
The final paragraph of your spoilery synopsis is really something. Wow. Thanks for reviewing this. Doesn't really sound like my thing. Though I love the idea of the collapse of the universe around you being used as a punishment. Very cool. Edit: Also, isn't "They'd Rather Be Right" considered to be a terrible book? I seem to recall it being listed on some "Worst Hugo winners" list I read once.
Re: the ending: Yeah, it's super Freudian in a way that's really frustrating and unbelievable, and it also makes the solution to the mystery feel like a total cop out. Makes the book considerably worse than it could've been. Re: the chapter where reality collapses around Reich: I really did love that chapter; I think it's fantastic if one has some degree of tolerance for old-timey sci-fi stuff. Re: They'd Rather Be Right: So I knew basically nothing about the book coming in, and basically nothing about the authors, although I might have heard of Mark Clifton's short story "Star Bright". I'm like 3/4 of the way through it, and I don't think it's terrible, but it's definitely not a all-time-great book by any means, there's some goofy sci-fi stuff that hasn't aged that well, and the fact that it was serialized really shows in the books structure and tone, but I think it's fine, personally, although ymmv. I wouldn't be surprised if by the end of this project, I'd rank it as one of the lesser Best Novel winners, though, and I know there were better books published in 1954. Iirc, The Fellowship of the Ring was published that year, for instance, although from what I understand I don't think Hugo voters were really considering fantasy novels by this point.
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Post by Superb Owl 🦉 on Mar 3, 2020 16:34:20 GMT -5
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Mar 3, 2020 16:37:21 GMT -5
Friday, March 6, 2020 C.E.
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Post by Superb Owl 🦉 on Mar 3, 2020 16:39:04 GMT -5
Friday, March 6, 2020 C.E. Holding you to that
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Post by Superb Owl 🦉 on Mar 6, 2020 13:57:46 GMT -5
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Mar 6, 2020 14:10:12 GMT -5
In spite of your lifelike GIF, Owl, I would remind you that it is still Friday, March 6, 2020 C.E. for several hours yet.
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Post by Crash Test Dumbass on Mar 6, 2020 15:29:03 GMT -5
In spite of your lifelike GIF, Owl, I would remind you that it is still Friday, March 6, 2020 C.E. for several hours yet. It is well into Saturday, March 7th, 2020 C.E. in several countries in Eastern Europe and eastward to the International Date Line. However, in the only time zone that matters (Eastern Standard Time (GMT -5)) there are 8 hours and 31 minutes remaining, so you are technically correct.
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Mar 6, 2020 20:20:56 GMT -5
1955 HUGO AWARDS I'm finally back with my reviews of the Hugo Awards, covering 1955, the second year in which the awards were handed out, at the 13th Worldcon convention in Cleveland, Ohio. I was in a bit of a rush yesterday to get all of this up, so some of this was a bit rushed; expect me to to some light editing (and perhaps some more substantial editing to my review "The Darfsteller") and reformatting over the course of the weekend. But now, onto the winners. As will usually be the case, I'm going to just list the winners of the awards that aren't for an actual work of fiction, and then move on to more substantive reviews of the short fiction and novel winners, with the most attention going to the novel.
Best Professional Magazine - Astounding edited by John W. Campbell
Best Professional Artist - Frank Kelly Freas
Best Fanzine - Fantasy Times edited by James V. Taurasi Sr. and Ray Van Houten
Best Short Story - "Allamagoosa" by Eric Frank RussellThe first ever winner of the Hugo Award for Best Short Story was Eric Frank Russell (1905-1978), a science fiction and horror writer. I had never encountered anything of his before reading this story, although I understand that his first first novel, Sinister Barrier (1939) is generally well-regarded. "Allamagoosa" was published in the May 1955 issue of Astounding Science Fiction (demonstrating that there was not yet any hard-and fast rule as to when a work had to have been published to be eligible for a Hugo at this time). Premise
The crew of an interstellar spacecraft go to great lengths to find a piece of equipment in the ship's inventory that nobody recognizes the name of. SynopsisCaptain McNaught of the interstellar spacecraft The Bustler receives word that his ship is to be inspected by Rear Admiral Vane W. Cassidy. In preparation for his superior's visit, McNaught spends the next several days checking every item on the ship's inventory list. But when he comes across an entry for an "offog", neither he nor any of his crew know what this device is. Reasoning that Cassidy will not know either, McNaught has a crew member build a fake contraption that they can pass off as the offog. This is successful, and Cassidy's inspection goes by without incident. However, on the way back to Earth after being called home to refit the ship with new engines, McNaught and his men realize that the experts who look at the ship will know what an offog is, and that they no longer have one. So they send out a message that the offog came apart under gravitational peculiarities and had to be junked. Not long after, all Earth ships are sent an urgent emergency message to head to the nearest spaceport and to dock there until further notice. The Bustler receives an additional message asking for clarification on how the ship's official dog came apart under gravitational imbalances. It turns out that "offog" was a typo for "off. dog", and that the actions of the Bustle's crew have inadvertently caused a crisis over fears of previously unknown and dangerous gravitational phenomena that could cause a living creature to be randomly pulled apart. What did I think of it?
I was not at all a fan of this story; indeed, I would go so far as to say that it is the worst thing I have read for this project thus far (granted, that's just four work of fiction thus far, although one of the other winners from this year has a terrible reputation). It is considered to be a classic sci-fi short story, and yet I found it dull, unfunny, considerably longer than it needed to be, and incredibly predictable. A lot of clues are dropped throughout as to what the actual identity of the "offog" is, and honestly I was a little annoyed with myself that it took me even a full page after the introduction of this mystery item to figure out that it was the ship's dog. The dog is mentioned early in the story, and feels such an obtrusive presence on an interstellar military spacecraft that its inclusion stands out as an obvious Chekhov's gun situation. When McNaught is questioning the ship's French chef Blanchard about the offog, the chef even yells the expression "Nom d'un chien!" in exasperation at his captain's insistence that he must know what the item is. And the sort of hacky wordplay above is indicative of the tone of the humor in the story. There's a lot of "Look at how silly this word for a fictional piece of sci-fi equipment is!", and few jokes that didn't feel hackneyed and tired to me. There's a painfully long passage where the only real source of supposed humor is the broad French accent of Blanchard the chef, an absurd stereotype of a Frenchman, that, while perhaps not outright offensive in 2020, is not exactly the stuff of hilarious comedy either. The banter between McNaught and his crew is workmanlike and passable but hardly witty, the idea of a dog being torn apart is better subject matter for the grotesque violence of a Cormac McCarthy novel than a light space travel comedy, and the intended comic absurdity of Rear Admiral Cassidy's extreme fastidiousness falls flat. Cassidy's character, in general, provides an element of the story that I'm a little uneasy with. Which is that there is this sort of libertarian aesthetic to the story. While it's unquestioned by text or subtext that military activities expanding into space would be to the good, the idea that there should be regulations and rules, and people to enforce them, is treated with utter derision. The exacting standards that Cassidy is said to place on the crews under his inspection feels like a hyperbolic reflection of conservative and libertarian rage about regulation in general, and the assumption that any regulation must be a needless burden enforced by humorless bureaucrats. So how did this story win the Hugo? Well, perhaps the best answer to that is that I appear to be in the minority when it comes to despising "Allamagoosa". In her An Informal History of the Hugos, Jo Walton doesn't say much about it, but she does call it "one of the best short stories of all time," and most sources appear to be quite enthusiastic about the work. Speculating about what other people see in this story that I don't, I suspect that perhaps there's a generational gap here. I grew up in an era when there were some absolute classic sci-fi/fantasy parodies out there. Douglas Adams had his Hitchhiker's books, and Terry Pratchett had Discworld. But there had been far less quality work poking fun at the genre's tropes and conventions back in 1955. The central joke of "Allamagoosa" is that a piece of technobabble that sounds to the reader like a made-up nonsense word, is, in fact, just a made-up nonsense word even within the fiction of the story. And I think that's an alright premise for a joke, but I don't think it's a good basis for an entire story. In the 1950s, however, I'm not surprised that this then-novel premise, applied to science fiction (the story appears to be based on the old urban legend "The Shovewood") would have played a bit better with readers. It's not for me, though. Was it a deserving winner? Is there something else you'd have chosen instead?I do not think "Allamagoosa" was a deserving winner, although I suspect I may be in the minority in holding that opinion. I can't think of any other eligible stories that I would choose in its place, however.
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Mar 6, 2020 20:24:24 GMT -5
1955: Best Novelette - "The Darfsteller" by Walter M. Miller, Jr.The first author to win the Hugo Award for Best Novelette was Walter M. Miller, Jr. (1923-1996), a science fiction author best known for A Canticle for Leibowitz (1959), which went on to win the 1960 Hugo Award for Best Novel. "The Darfsteller" was published in Astounding Science Fiction in January 1955. PremiseA former actor schemes to get himself one last role in a theater scene dominated by automatons. SynopsisRyan Thornier is an old man working as a janitor at the New Empire Theater. He was once a famous actor, but the advent of "autodrama", performances given by lifelike mannequins fed instructions on how to play a role based on the past performances of living actors, has all but ended theater performances by actual human beings. After being denied an afternoon off by his boss, Thornier deliberately booby traps his boss' office in order to get himself fired. This is successful, and his boss gives him two weeks notice before he is to be replaced by a robot janitor. Meanwhile, Thornier talks to his friend and coworker Rick Thomas, the engineer of the automatons who play the roles in autodrama and of the "Maestro", the machine that coordinates their actions and adapts its instructions based off of audience feedback. The New Empire Theater is about to open a production of a play called "The Autarch". Years ago, Thornier was set to play Andreyev, the lead, in this play, in a production that folded before the first performance due to a lack of funding. It was also the last time he saw the actress Mela Stone, who is the template for the mannequin playing the role of Marka, the female lead in this autodrama production. When autodrama starting taking over in theater, Mela Stone and most other famous actors sold the rights to have their performances copied for use in this new medium; Thornier was one of the few who held out, and he views himself as having maintained artistic integrity as opposed to supposed sellouts like Stone.
When the tape for the Peltier, the actor playing Andreyev, breaks, on opening night for "The Anarch", Thornier is sent to pick up another copy of his tape. Upon learning that there is currently only one backup tape containing Peltier information, Thornier decides to act upon a plan that has been germinating in his mind. He also orders a copy of the tape for a temperamentally different actor, and splices the identifying tag for Peltier's tape onto the other actor's.
Mela Stone shows up, having been asked by Smithfield, the producer of autodrama's automatons, to introduce this show in which her mannequin will be performing. When Peltier's mannequin is unable to play the part of Andreyev using the wrong actor's tape, Thornier - who jokingly (he made it seem) suggested to the producer that he'd be willing to find a new job playing the part of malfunctioning mannequins - is asked if he would be able to play the part. Thornier accepts, and showtime is pushed back to permit a rehearsal. The rehearsal starts out quite well, but after the first couple of scenes, Thornier gets put off by the fact that he's performing with automatons, and his uneasiness affects his performance. And the reader learns that for the end of the actual performance, when Andreyev is shot dead by Marka, Thornier has replaced the blanks in the gun with real bullets. He intends to die on stage as a martyr to what he views as real theater.
The start of the actual performance goes poorly. The rescheduled showtime causes much of the audience to request refunds, and Thornier mangles his first two scenes. Mela then seeks him out, and tells him he should play the part as though he were one of the machines, to avoid being laughed off the stage. But the rest of the first act goes poorly as well, partly because the maestro is compensating for Thornier's performance, and making Andreyev seem less likable through the performances of the other actors.
Thornier sees himself as a darfsteller, a self-directed actor, one who internally embodies the role of a character and cannot change their own interpretation of the part. In Act II, he is able to salvage things by ad libbing through the other characters' treatment of him. But the performance most improves because he realizes that Marka is not being played by Mela Stone's mannequin, but by Mela herself.
In the intermission before the final act, however, Thornier starts to feel badly about what he's done, and comes to view the act of sabotaging the Andreyev mannequin as selfish. He learns that two financial backers and a critic have walked out of the audience in disgust, and that his actions have put the entire production at risk. Then his plot is discovered, but he's allowed to finish the performance, as there would be nothing else to do but to admit to the audience what happened. Shortly before the end of the play, Thornier remembers about the gun with the real bullets. He tries to warn Mela before she can shoot him, but realizes that Mela is no longer playing the role of Marka; her mannequin is playing the role instead. Rather than break character, Thornier allows himself to be shot, and passes out from blood loss shortly after the final curtain.
He wakes up in the hospital, having survived his gunshot wound. Mela and Rick Thomas are both mad at him for what happened, though of course glad he survived. Thornier learns that the performance was panned, but that the publicity has piqued public interest in the production such that it will not prematurely close. Thornier comes to reason that the mode of presentation of drama will always change, but that such change never prevents good drama from serving as the expression of the things that are of concern to humanity; in fact, in an age of machines taking over so many roles once held by human beings, Thornier believes that autodrama is in a way the most authentic presentation of drama for their time. Giving up on his career as an actor, Thornier's friends agree to help him find a new job. What did I think of it?This is probably my favorite story I've read thus far for this project. In his presentation of Thornier, Miller explores questions about what makes great art, and the tension between artistic integrity and the need to make a living. Thornier is a sympathetic character in many ways; his career was derailed by technological change, his new boss exploits him, and there is something noble in his refusal to let his performances be used in autodrama. But he's also not an easy person to work with. Furthermore, people have always had to compromise some artistic integrity to make a living off of art, and his condescension towards his former theater colleagues is rather nauseating. The reader is also given many reminders that plenty of performances using human actors have been far from great, and that even great actors have poor performances. "The Anarch", a fictional play about Andreyev, the Soviet Commissioner of police as the USSR is overthrown by revolution in the late 1980s (while this probably wasn't a prediction on his part per se, and it wasn't an armed revolution that ended the Soviet Union, Miller wasn't too far off in pinning down when the USSR would fall), manages to be a neat sort of Shakespearean play-within-the-play, that manages to thematically mirror what's happening with Thornier and Mela without being too on-the-nose. Andreyev is fanatically devoted to a cause which has long since lost any resemblance to the revolutionary egalitarian impetus that led to the overthrow of the Czar, and now he is simply the arm of repression for an authoritarian state (I'm not sure what Miller's politics were, but the play doesn't come across to me as some sort of anti-left-wing screed, and indeed, the actual overthrow of a capitalist society is seen as having nobility to it, it's just that there is nothing left of that nobility in Andreyev's time). Marka is his love interest, who betrays him, and later shoots him rather than let him be torn apart by an angry mob. Likewise, Thornier's suffering for the integrity of his art goes beyond the point of being admirable to the point that it becomes incredibly unhealthy. And Thornier's attitudes are unhealthiest in that he attempts to commit suicide as an artistic statement. This is arguably the most poorly handled element of the story (although Millher himself tragically took his own life, and I certainly wouldn't say that he handles the subject in glib fashion in "The Darfsteller"). It at least doesn't treat his attempted suicide as an actually profound artistic statement, as I've seen done in some works of fiction (like the pilot episode of Black Mirror, for instance), but the way that it's treated as though Thornier was being incredibly selfish in his decision is a pretty shitty way to write about suicidal ideation. There were a couple of other flaws in "The Darfsteller", perhaps most prominently, the fact that the comedy is painfully unfunny at times. His boss speaks in a broad Italian accent, which is hacky and not especially cool, and the other attempts at humor mostly fall flat. In my experience, Miller was a very talented author, but his jokes were almost universally unfunny. Also, Miller spends a lot of time presenting how economic forces beyond Thornier's control have ruined his career, and how he is exploited by his shitty boss in his job as a janitor, and despite this, I get the sense that the reader is meant to think "Oh, good, the bum finally grew up and decided to get a real job," at the end of the story. It's both jarring, and a shitty message to send, but I found this and "The Darfsteller's" other flaws easy enough to overlook given how much I enjoyed the rest of the story. Was this a deserving winner? Is there another story that you would rather have won?I do think this story was a deserving winner. The premise feels a bit anachronistic in 2020, but it's still a compelling and nuanced story, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. And I haven't read much sci fi from 1954, so I can't think of anything that I'd have rather won.[/spoiler]
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Mar 6, 2020 20:27:59 GMT -5
1955 Best Novel - They'd Rather Be Right by Mark Clifton and Frank Riley
Who were Mark Clifton and Frank Riley?
Mark Clifton (1906-1963) was an American science fiction writer who was first published in 1952. I had a bit of trouble finding out much about him online; I mostly relied on Wikipedia, but most of the background I'm giving here appears to ultimately be sourced to a 1980 collection of his work titled The Science Fiction of Mark Clifton. Clifton also worked as a personnel manager, during which he claimed to have interviewed upwards of 200,000 people, which contributed to his understanding of human psychology. This is clearly influential in his fiction, in which people are frequently limited by their own biases, which can nevertheless be overcome to make paradigm-shattering discoveries. In addition to They'd Rather Be Right, his best known fiction includes the short stories "What Have I Done?" and "Star Bright". As an aside, I've read "Star Bright" and think it's a classic that utilizes a lot of elements that have since become kind of tired sci fi tropes but still feel pretty fresh in Clifton's story. To quote the editor Barry M. Malzberg in The Science Fiction of Mark Clifton "Clifton was an innovator in the early 1950s and such an impressive innovator that his approach has become standard among science fiction writers. He used the common themes of science fiction -- alien invasion, expanding technology, revolution against political theocracy, and space colonization -- but unlike any writer before him, he imposed upon these standard themes the full range of sophisticated psychological insight." In addition to They'd Rather Be Right, I've read a few of Clifton's short stories, and as such, I don't know if I'd fully agree about his work demonstrating "the full range of sophisticated psychological insight". When he utilizes these now common tropes, he's certainly interested in more than just telling an entertaining story, but the insights he has can become a little repetitive and one-note; I'd personally amend Malzberg's claim by saying that "he attempted, to an impressive extent for an early writer of science fiction, to impose upon these standard themes the full range of sophisticated psychological insight." In some respects, I see Clifton as a sort of ur-Ted Chiang. Both writers are preoccupied with expanding the boundaries of scientific understanding in ways that entirely remake one's understanding of the world; that Chiang does this much better is surely in part due to the fact that he started publishing stories some four decades after Clifton, after once-new focal points of science fiction had been more fully developed. As it's a common theme in his fiction (although not in They'd Rather Be Right) perhaps he also played a role in writing about the colonization of space and alien invasion from an anti-colonial perspective, but he certainly wasn't the first person to do that; alien invasion as an explicit metaphor for actual imperialism goes back to War of the Worlds, after all. Clifton's co-author on They'd Rather Be Right, Frank Riley (a psedonym for Frank Rhylick), who lived from 1915-1996, wrote other science fiction stories. He was also a travel columnist, editor for the Los Angeles Times and Los Angeles Magazine, radio host, and ad writer. As an author of fiction, he is best known for They'd Rather Be Right. One last note before I get on with my review. They'd Rather Be Right has had a strange publication history. I don't think it's physically in print at the moment. I read an ebook published by Wildside Press LLC, a collection of Clifton's fiction titled The Golden Age of Science Fiction Megapack #2: Mark Clifton, which as far as I can tell is the same as an edition published by Carroll & Graf Publishers in 1992, and which combines the book proper with two short stories co-written by Clifton and another writer named Alex Apostolides, which serve as prequels, and are called "Crazy Joey" and "Hide! Hide! Witch!" As it's the edition I read, I'll be reviewing this version of the novel, even though the original They'd Rather Be Right did not include them, so this is not, technically, the version of the novel which won the Hugo. Premise
A young man with telepathic powers helps scientists develop a machine capable of independent thought - with profound consequences for humanity. SynopsisJoe Carter is an eight year old telepath constantly bombarded and tormented by the thoughts of other people and premonitions of possible futures seconds or minutes before they happen. Although he has kept his powers a secret for his entire life, his behavior strikes others as odd, and, fearing his son is mentally ill, Joe's father arranges to have the boy tested by the head of the psychology department at Steiffel University where he works as a janitor.
At Steiffel University, the assistant to the department head notices that Joe seems to have read his thoughts, and decides to test the boy for telepathy by having him attempt to identify the contents of cards he cannot see. Joey tries to avoid giving away his abilities, but the pattern of his answers are so improbable that it tips the professor off, and he tells Joe this. However, recognizing that his unorthodox openness to the possibility of telepathy will ruin his career, he agrees to keep Joey's powers a secret and provides him with answers to his boss' tests that would indicate that Joey is a very average and normal child. Later, the professor sends an anonymous letter about Joey to Dr. Jonathan Billings, the famous Dean of Psychosomatic Research at Hoxworth University.
Twelve years later, the intellectual environment of universities has been restricted by law, with subversive ideas censored by government agents. Dr. Billings, although highly dissatisfied with this state of affairs, has no recourse but to follow government orders when he receives them. He is visited by a government agent who orders him to develop what amounts to a self-controlling machine that can avoid hitting anything in the same way a heat-seeking missile can seek out and destroy other objects. Billings recognizes that this will involve creating a machine that can mimic the human brain, a near impossible order, and the telepath Joe Carter is the only person he can think of who might know how to go about such a project.
Although Joe was an unusually uncommunicative child and very average student, Billings managed to secure the boy a scholarship to Hoxworth. Upon meeting with Joe, the young man agrees to help create this machine, although he is hesitant as he thinks it could either destroy humanity or help it, right when he believes Homo sapiens is on the verge of evolving psionic powers like his own.
The project initially proceeds with difficulty, in part hampered by Joe's insistence that nobody else involved in the project know that they are building a machine capable of thought. Eventually Joe reluctantly agrees to use his powers to mentally prompt researchers from various intellectual fields in right direction, and the project starts coming together. The machine acquires the name "Bossy" based on the way that difficulties in its creation that at first seem insuperable have a tendency to suddenly give way. In spite of the project's secrecy, information leaks out, much of it badly distorted from the truth, and there is mass panic surrounding rumors about what Bossy will be used for. Although Bossy is disassembled, things escalate to the point that a mob descends on the university, but Joe, whose warnings about public reaction to Bossy had been dismissed by Billings, working together with Duane Hoskins, a cyberneticist working on the project, is able to smuggle the machine out, and together with Billings, they make their escape from the advancing mob. Thus ends the first part of the book, which was not part of the version of the novel which won the Hugo.
Joe is able to evade government agents tailing them, and takes Billings, Hoskins, and Bossy to an apartment that he's rented in a disreputable part of the city. There he introduces them to an older man who goes by Doc Carney, a former carney and conman, with whom Joe worked one summer as a crowd plant in a "mentalist" show a couple of years back. Their landlord is an old friend of Carney's, a former sex worker named Mabel, who has taken her earnings from her wealthy clientele and invested them in rental properties. Carney and Mabel assume that the newly-arrived trio are running a high tech counterfeiting operation, and they don't ask too many questions, even when Joe uses Carney as his source for some odd materials. And so work on Bossy continues, now paid for by Joe's use of his powers to earn money at the racetracks. But Joe has his own reasons for the work on Bossy, hidden even from Billings; he believes that, if given the opportunity to administer to a person psychological therapy unhindered by any sort of human biases, Bossy could rid the patient of all their psychological ailments and baggage, and also render them telepathic, finally providing Joe with the company of a fellow telepath.
After a little while, Mabel and Carney learn that Joe, Billings, and Hoskins are actually working on the Bossy project, and Joe has to come clear about his powers with Hoskins, Mabel, and Carney. Meanwhile, word has gotten out that Bossy is somewhere in San Francisco, and this fact becomes headline news. In opposition to the overwhelmingly negative coverage, the wealthy industrialist Howard Kennedy writes an editorial for a newspaper that he owns suggesting that Bossy could be used for positive ends and that it constitutes a major scientific breakthrough. Shortly thereafter, work on Bossy is complete, and all that remains is to try out its psychosomatic therapy on a willing test subject. That subject turns out to be Mabel, who in her old age suffers from arthritis and rheumatism (which Joe believes would also be helped by Bossy's therapy), and who is willing to let go of any wrong-headed ideas that she may hold.
When Billings attempts to use Bossy to mediate psychosomatic therapy with Mabel, it is discovered that this would take years to effect any real change. Bossy informs the group that through electrodes attached to Mabel's skin it could directly interact with Mabel's mind and replace any fallacious ideas with true ones, allowing any stressors to be removed from her body. They do this; Mabel enters a coma-like state, and Joe and the scientists discover, after a week of Bossy's intervention, that there has been a physical change in her appearance. Puffiness in her face is disappearing, fat is melting away from her body, and her body even appears to even be de-aging.
While Carney and Joe are off using Joe's powers in an emergency hospital heist to secure more of the plasma (I think what Clifton meant by this is parenteral nutrition) that is being used at a rapid rate to intravenously feed Mabel, Billings and Hoskins hyothesize that cells have the potential to be immortal, but they are affected by and remember stresses, both physical and mental, that have occurred to a person throughout their life. As Bossy is capable of removing these stresses, periodic implementations of its therapy could make a person immortal. Joe, however, believes that there is a catch, which is that anyone undergoing therapy by Bossy must be willing to give up any incorrect ideas or biased ways of looking at the world that they hold, and that this will prove immensely difficult for many people.
Over the next two days, Joe, Billings, and Hoskins watch in excitement as Bossy's work on Mabel continues. Eventually, anxious to learn whether or not Mabel will become a telepath, Joe goes out for a walk to calm down. When he returns he learns that a beautiful young woman had just been arrested nearby for walking down the street while completely nude. When Joe returns to the apartment, he discovers that the others had fallen asleep, and that in the time he was out on his walk, Bossy had completed its treatment of Mabel, who had left and must have been the young woman who was arrested.
At the police station, Mabel's fingerprints match those taken of her on her arrests for prostitution in the preceding decades. As she is 68 years old, but currently appears to be in her early twenties, this seems very odd. A psychologist is called in to question her. It is obvious that the removal of any sort of filter for understanding the world has left Mabel unprepared to deal with real life, as she did not realize, among other things, that the temperature outside would be cold enough to require clothing, or that people generally wear clothes even when it's warm outside, and she views other people's behavior as so irrational that she assumes she is having an elaborate dream.
Word of the peculiarities of the arrest gets out, and word gets around that Mabel, an old woman, was made young again by Bossy. Joe attends Mabel's bail hearing, and discovers that she is being represented by an attorney from one of the most prestigious law firms in the city. The attorney persuades the judge to dismiss the charges against his client entirely. Joe tries to make mental contact with Mabel, but is unable to truly reach her, as she still believes herself to be dreaming. And after the hearing, before he can reach her, the attorney has escorted her to a waiting car. Joe believes that Howard Kennedy the industrialist is behind the pricy lawyer and car, and resolves to meet with him.
Joe visits the headquarters of Kennedy Enterprises and manages to secure a meeting with Howard Kennedy. Joe correctly guesses that Kennedy's aims are noble, that as a young man, he saw the United States taking an authoritarian turn, and built up a business empire in order to be able to employ researchers who could continue to think independently in an era of greater censorship. He had a team of scientists attempt to create another Bossy, but the attempt failed. And now he wanted the immortality that Bossy could grant, in order that what he had built would not fall apart upon his death. Joe said that he would deliver Bossy into Kennedy's control upon the condition that he permit Joe, Billings, and Hoskins to maintain control over it, that he offer the group legal protection, that he use his public relations teams to improve the people's feelings towards Bossy, and that he give up his dreams of immortality and empire. Although he says he'll have to think on the last one, Kennedy accedes to Joe's terms without any other compromise.
Kennedy is able to provide a police escort for Bossy, Billings, Hoskins, and Carney, and they are taken to the Margaret Kennedy Clinic, named for the business magnate's late wife. Once there, Joe gets a chance to speak with Mabel, who is telepathic now, and has learned from Bossy that telepathy is due to something called "multi-value physics". When they ask Bossy what "multi-value physics" is, the machine explains that it developed the concept to account for the contradictions between seemingly irreconcilable facts, and that it is a way of looking at facts such that they can be true from one perspective, but false from another. Joe and the scientists realize that facts can only be seen as being true within certain frameworks.
Kennedy's chief publicist, Steve Flynn, is able to successfully turn around public opinion on Bossy, but when no further information is forthcoming, word starts to spread that the entire thing was a hoax. To counter this, the Kennedy camp elects to broadcast a public demonstration of Bossy's powers. In front of a TV audience of 400 million, Billings agrees to undergo Bossy's therapy, but when Bossy reports hours later that no progress has been made, Joe announces that the therapy will not work when someone holds false convictions that they refuse to let go of. Joe later explains that he is not concerned by this failure, and that it is good that the public know that Bossy's help is contingent upon one's openness to the fact that one may hold convictions that turn out to be wrong.
Flynn, through planting sensationalistic and wildly exaggerated stories about Mabel in the media, is able to win back the public's support of Bossy. But this comes at the expense of experts angry at what has transpired with the machine. Based on the concerns voiced by medical experts that Bossy shouldn't be in just anyone's hands, the government decides to take action. The military is sent in, and demands, under threat of force, to take control of Bossy.
The government padlocks shut the ampitheater at the Margaret Kennedy Clinic where Bossy was being held after the failed demonstration with Billings and the door is guarded by an armed sentry. The military, wary of public reaction to their actions, initially decides to do nothing more than this. That night, Joe is awakened by the thoughts of Carney as he sneaks through the halls of the clinic to try to get to Bossy. Lonely after his close friend Mabel has changed so much, he simply wishes to understand the world the way she does. Joe uses his powers to help Carney get past the guard, and then he develops a new plan with the help of Flynn.
Before the military has a chance to take action, Flynn starts planning another television spectacle. The news ends up being leaked almost immediately. The public clamor to know more about Bossy is so great that the military cannot make up its mind whether to take decisive action or not, so they stand by as Carney's therapy is broadcast on television. This time, the procedure is successful. The elderly Carney's youth is restored, and after 12 days, his therapy is complete. Based on further information fed to Bossy by Joe, Carney is better prepared for what he's facing when he wakes up. He answers some questions for the television broadcast, but when asked if there's to be a romance between himself and Mabel, Carney answers that it is Joe and Mabel who are in love.
Joe also becomes close friends with Carney, and he and Mabel take to walking about the streets, disguising their features so as not to be recognized. They happen across a lot of people from various walks of life, each convinced that their own field of expertise puts them among the only worthwhile sliver of humanity, failing to understand the lesson imparted by Bossy that different pursuits are all valuable from different perspectives.
Kennedy is holding Bossy in a trust, as myriad groups claim that they should have sole dominion over Bossy for various purposes. Meanwhile, all attempts to duplicate the machine fail.
Kennedy, Joe, Mabel, Carney, Billings, Hoskins, and Flynn all meet to decide what should be done with Bossy. Their greatest fear is that Bossy could be used by someone to become a dictator. Joe argues that Bossy can be used to help humanity understand the universe more fully, and in the long run this is what will happen. And to minimize the odds of Bossy being used to subjugate others, it's decided that they should have the machine mass produced, so that everyone will have access to Bossy's resources, and Kennedy has the means to oversee that mass production.
Bossies will be available to the large segments of society that can afford one, and available in clinics to those who cannot. One last television broadcast is announced, at which it is revealed that Bossy has been mass produced and will be given to everyone. The novel ends with Joe giving a speech to the world about how Bossy is a great tool that can benefit humanity, but only if people are willing to use that tool in a manner consistent with its use and are open to changing their conceptions about the world. What did I think of it?They'd Rather Be Right has gained the infamous distinction as the worst book to win the Hugo Award for Best Novel. Such arguments generally go that not only is it an undeserving choice for best science fiction or fantasy book of 1954, but it's just an awful book in general. I think that it's irredeemable badness is a bit overstated, and I certainly don't have as much to say about it as I did about The Demolished Man, which was a genuinely thought-provoking, if also deeply flawed, book, but I still do have some thoughts on this. To try to mount a mild defense of the novel, here's what I liked about it. There's a certain tendency in a lot of science fiction, whether in the 1950s or today, to either take a cheerleading attitude towards a vague conception of science in general, or to essentially say "What if mainstream scientists are all close-minded idiots and in reality [insert pseudoscientific bullshit here] is all true". They'd Rather Be Right, for the most part, is neither of these things, and attempts to take a nuanced look at scientific progress, and the need to be open to paradigm-shifting possibilities. Of course, it doesn't do this in a realistic way (nor do I think Clifton and Riley thought a machine that grants immortality and telepathy is realistic), but science fiction doesn't need to be realistic in order to explore such shifts in our understanding of the universe. And the book frequently brings up ways in which the intellectual and cultural milieu of the fictional society depicted in the novel (similar in a lot of ways to the actual intellectual and cultural milieu of 1950s America), is not only intellectually limiting, but actively harmful to other people. In the first part of the novel (which consists of the short stories that Clifton wrote with Alex Apostolides, and not They'd Rather Be Right proper), the head of the psychology department at Steiffel University finds that Joey is a normal boy, but that his strange behavior is the first sign of incipient psychoses precipitated by his mother's supposedly deficient and overly indulgent parenting, and the derisive tone the novel takes towards the psychologist makes it clear that the reader is meant to think he's full of shit. And throughout the history of psychology, there have been plenty of things described as mental illnesses that are no such thing, from female hysteria to homosexuality. I doubt Clifton himself would have recognized all the ways that cultural biases had wormed their way into 1950s psychology, but the fact that he recognized that such biases were there, and that much of what was then modern psychology might one day be discredited is a point in his favor (in contrast, one of the things I disliked about The Demolished Man was the way that it treated Freud as something pretty close to the guy who definitively settled all questions about psychology once and for all). The problem is, the authors demonstrate a rather facile understanding of the limits of scientific knowledge, and of human nature in general. The book has one or two central points (that our frameworks for understanding the world are often limiting and prevent us from making new discoveries, and that most people are convinced that their way of looking at the world is the best one) and it hammers these points home ad nauseum. There are a bunch of passages that are nearly interchangeable in their treatment of how people are too unwilling to let go of their biases and convictions, and it gets really tedious. And this repetition makes the novel drag on and on to an ending that felt pretty telegraphed to me. The book demonstrates some ambition on the part of its authors, but the writing is rarely especially good. There are obvious allusions to Christianity, with Joe serving as a sort of Christ figure, from having the initials J.C., to the fact that he befriends the supposed dregs of society, such as a con-man and a sex worker (speaking of which, while the book definitely doesn't handle the subject perfectly, Mabel is, on the whole, treated like a person and her past is for the most part neither treated as something she should be ashamed of nor is she sexualized in a really gross way to the extent I would have expected from a sci-fi novel in the 1950s) and these two stigmatized individuals are the first two people to benefit from the use of Bossy. There's also the way that Joe offers a salvation of sorts to those who are able to surrender their preconceptions and biases. The book never feels like it's secretly masquerading as Christian allegory however, in that I believe the religious allusions are more of an extended literary device than an attempt to write a Christian novel (furthermore, from other Mark Clifton stories I've read, I wouldn't be surprised if he was not religious). But the religious allusions don't really add that much to the novel, in my opinion; they're just kind of there. Another thing that doesn't come across as well as I suspect the authors thought it did is in their descriptions of scientific concepts. Weird technobabble can be fine when it's not the actual focus of a story, but when a book spends pages philosophizing about "multi-value physics" in vague language that ultimately varies down to "from one point of view a fact can be true, but from another point of view it might not be", this is a problem. When discussing "multi-value physics", the text of the book often felt more like the rants of a person trying to explain to you how everything that physicists claim is wrong, and that their word salad theory has definitively supplanted all of modern physics. The depiction of a future (I mean future by 1950s standards, as the book seems to be set in the 1980s or 1990s) authoritarian America in some respects feels realistic. Society is hyper militaristic, and strict censorship has severely curtailed freedom of speech, which seem like valid concerns in the era of McCarthyism and a burgeoning military industrial complex. Research universities today are controlled to an uncomfortable degree by business interests, which is prescient on the parts of the authors, if perhaps not quite so nuanced in depiction as is actually the case at America's hyper-branded universities today. And above all, the book's anti-authoritarian bent is obviously to the good. But these laudable moral sensibilities make it rather frustrating that one of the novel's heroes is, essentially, a benevolent oligarch. The book goes to great lengths to explain why Howard Kennedy isn't like most oligarchs, but it still doesn't sit well with me when one of the virtuous protagonists essentially wants to become immortal so that his business empire can save the world, even if he amiably admits to having been disabused of that notion by the end of the book. One oddly prescient detail about Kennedy is that this novel does sort of predict the rise of the San Francisco tech billionaire, in that Howard is a phenomenally wealthy man (he's described as a multi-millionaire, but given the power he wields, it sounds like he'd be a billionaire by 2020 standards if you account for inflation) who believes that he alone can save the world, and he will revolutionize society by selling a world-changing technology. Ultimately, though, more than perhaps anything else in this rather strange science fiction novel, the idea of the benevolent billionaire Howard Kennedy was the thing I had the most trouble with when it came to suspension of disbelief. I also found it irritating that Mabel is apparently a good and non-exploitative landlord; that's two benevolent rich characters in the novel who act against their class interests in a way that few such people ever do. Similar to my problems with Kennedy, I have some problems with the way that Joe's behavior is treated. As a telepath who can also direct the actions of other people, Joe typically attempts to use his powers in an ethical way. But there are plenty of times where he does use his psionic abilities to influence other people's actions in a way that I found morally questionable but that the book more or less glosses over. Early on in the book, the book treats Joe's actions with a little more ambivalence, as when he reluctantly agrees to mentally nudge the researchers on the Bossy project in the right direction, and Billings' claims that this is totally moral are treated as being at least a little self-serving. But nothing ever comes of this; it just turns out that Bossy is a boon to humanity, and the ends justified the means. Later on in the novel, when Carney learns the truth about Joe and the scientists, he's initially angry about it, but he gets over his anger, in part due to Joe using his powers to psychosomatically reassure him. But the question of the extent to which this is coercive on Joe's part is never questioned. Nor, at the end of the novel, is it seriously questioned whether there will be negative effects to the mass-distribution of Bossy. Any negative consequences are more or less hand-waved away, and the prospect of this technology-assisted step in human evolution (which is I think the best way of describing the way that Clifton and Riley see the changes wrought by Bossy) are assumed to be entirely good. And, I mean, I guess these changes are entirely good, at in the sense that Clifton and Riley are the ones who wrote the story, and they make it pretty clear what's going to happen. But just as Kennedy is a benevolent billionaire, and Mabel is a benevolent landlord, this doesn't ring true to life. If people could actually be given the powers of Joe, Mabel, and Carney, there's no reason to believe that the powers wouldn't be abused by anyone, or used to exploit the people who lacked these powers. And it is in refusing to actually explore the implications of what something like Bossy would actually mean, that I think They'd Rather Be Right really fails to live up to the potential of its premise, silly as that premise is, and it fails to be a particularly interesting book. So, is They'd Rather Be Right the worst Hugo winner of all time? Not having read most of the winners, I couldn't say, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was. That being said, for all its faults, I have a bit of a fondness for it in its earnest optimism about human potential, and it some of its sillier details (near the end of the book, we learn that Doc Carney's real name is "Geoffrey Mortemonte", which, hahaha, OK, why?). Unless I've really piqued your interest in this book, however, I wouldn't recommend it. If you're looking for a story that showcases Mark Clifton at his best, I'd suggest reading the short story "Star Bright" instead, a story which is genuinely very good. Do I think this was a deserving winner? Is there anything I would have chosen instead?I do not think this was a deserving winner. I didn't hate They'd Rather Be Right, but it's not a very good book, and I'm glad to be done with it. As for more deserving winners, J.R.R. Tolkien's The Fellowship of the Ring was published in 1954. I like The Lord of the Rings quite a bit, and you could probably make a case for Fellowship being more influential than almost any book that has actually won the Hugo Award for Best Novel, and on that count alone I think it would have been a deserving winner. What will I be reviewing next?Next up are the 1956 Hugo Awards. I will be reviewing Double Star by Robert A. Heinlein (Best Novel), "Exploration Team" by Murray Leinster (Best Novelette), and "The Star" by Arthur C. Clarke (Best Short Story). I'm hoping to actually get that up in the next couple of weeks, so let's see if I can stick to that timeframe this time.
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Post by Dellarigg on Mar 7, 2020 14:22:40 GMT -5
now do bob dylan
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Post by Desert Dweller on Mar 9, 2020 2:46:51 GMT -5
Thanks for that review. Does not sound like my thing. Though, "The Darfsteller" does sound pretty interesting. I may check that one out. It does seem a bit strange that someone in a creative field would be arguing in favor of letting machines do the creating.
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Post by Roy Batty's Pet Dove on Apr 6, 2020 10:27:43 GMT -5
1956 Hugo AwardsHey, so I'm finally back with more Hugo Award reviews. Owing to the fact that these reviews tend to run a bit long, I'm going to change how I do these and see if that works out better, in that I'm going to start posting reviews for individual awards on successive days. So for the 1956 awards, that will involve posting my review for Best Short Story today, Best Novelette tomorrow, and Best Novel on Wednesday. I'm also planning to post these reviews every three weeks from now on, so let's see how long I actually manage to stick to that.Anyway, here's a list of the winners of the categories that I won't be reviewing from the 1956 Hugo Awards, which were held at NyCon II in New York City:Best Professional Magazine: Astounding Science Fiction edited by John W. Campbell, Jr.Best Professional ArtistWinner: Frank Kelly FreasOther Nominees: Chesley Bonestell, Ed Emshwiller, Virgil Finlay, Mel Hunter, Edward ValigurskyBest FanzineWinner: Inside and Science Fiction Advertiser ed. by Ron SmithOther Nominees: A Bas, Fantasy-Times, Grue, Hyphen, Oblique, Peon, Psychotic-SF Review, SkyhookBest Feature WriterWinner: Willy ReyOther Nominees: L. Sprague de Camp, Robert A. Madle, Rog Phillips, R.S. RichardsonBest Book ReviewerWinner: Damon KnightOther Nominees: Henry Bott, P. Schyler Miller, Anthony Boucher, Groff Conklin, Viller Gerson, Floyd Gale, Hans Stefon SantessonMost Promising New AuthorWinner: Robert SilverbergOther Nominees: Harlan Ellison, Frank Herbert, Henry StillI don't really know enough about the state of fanzines, speculative fiction art, and the like to judge the rest of these categories, but this is certainly a pretty impressive slate of nominees for Most Promising New Author. Henry Still is the only one I don't recognize; the other three all obviously ended up being a pretty big deal in science fiction, although I feel like Robert Silverberg probably isn't as big of a name as Ellison or Herbert. Best Short Story: "The Star" by Arthur C. ClarkeOther Nominees: "End as a World" by F.L. Wallace, "King of the Hill" by James Blish, "Nobody Bothers Gus" by Algis Budrys, "The Game of Rat and Dragon" by Cordwainer Smith, "The Dragon" by Ray Bradbury", "Spy Story" by Robert Sheckley, "Twink" by Theodore Sturgeon
Who was Arthur C. Clarke?
Arthur C. Clarke (1917-2008) was best known as a British writer of science fiction. Along with Robert A. Heinlein and Isaac Asimov, he is considered one of the "Big Three" of science fiction. Among his best known works are 2001: A Space Odyssey (both the script for the film, which he co-wrote with director Stanley Kubrick, as well as the novelization of the film), Childhood's End, and the Hugo Award-winning novels Rendezvous with Rama and The Fountains of Paradise. "The Star" was published in Infinity Science Fiction in November 1955.
I have not personally read much Clarke outside of 2001, which is a great book in its own right. I've also seen the film, and I would agree with the general consensus that it is a masterpiece. But really, I don't know Clarke's fiction all that well.
Premise
An astrophysicist/priest makes a scientific discovery that shakes his faith in God.
Synopsis
In the 2500s, a Jesuit priest/astrophysicist recounts an interstellar expedition to study the nebular remains of a star that went supernova. A single surviving planet is discovered in the far reaches of this system, and on the planet is a vault containing a vast trove of information about the culture and society of the inhabitants of another of the system's planets. These aliens, having developed interplanetary but not interstellar travel when they discovered the fate of their sun, built the vault as a record of their existence. The entire crew is deeply moved by what they learn of these people, but the priest has his faith severely tested by another discovery. With data gathered from the expedition, he calculates the date of the star's explosion, and learns that the light from the supernova reached Earth right around the time of the birth of Christ, meaning that if there was a Star of Bethlehem, this was it, and if God exists, He destroyed an entire planet of intelligent beings to mark the birth of His Son.
What did I think of it?
On his road to the agnosticism that he would profess by the middle of the 19th Century, Charles Darwin expressed his faith in a loving God being worn away by the seeming cruelty of the natural world, in correspondence with fellow naturalist Asa Gray:
Clarke's "The Star" also speaks to the difficulties of believing in a higher power in the face of suffering caused by either an unspeakably cruel or a totally indifferent universe. Although I'm an atheist, I empathize with the spiritual crisis of the story's protagonist; he was not party to the past abuses of his faith, and his non-dogmatic desire to reconcile faith and science, trying to better understand the universe in order to better understand God, is admirable, but nevertheless leads him to a terrible revelation. The stakes of the problem of evil are escalated to such an extent as to defy resolution for our narrator, who writes:
I loved this story; it is probably my favorite piece that I have reviewed for this project thus far. Clarke's prose is simple yet elegant, and the story is concisely told. It is structured in such a way that the final revelation isn't merely a cheap twist, because the narrator begins by explaining that his faith has been shaken by what he has learned so we know that something's coming. I think that part of the reason that the story resonated with me, although I am a nonbeliever, and the reason that Clarke was able to write such a resonant story despite being a nonbeliever himself, is the fact that everyone, regardless of their religious beliefs (or lack thereof) must reconcile their understanding of the world with seemingly random suffering wrought by the natural world and we all must grapple with our mortality. Clarke's story is a clever and engaging way of using science fiction to achieve this end.
"The Star" strikes me as a possible influence on the writing of Ted Chiang, one of my favorite authors, who explores similar themes in stories such as "Hell Is the Absence of God" (itself a Hugo-winning story) and "Omphalos". I suppose it's hardly surprising that I should have greatly enjoyed this story as well.
Was this a deserving winner? Is there another story that you would rather have won?
As I said, I thought "The Star" was great, so yes, I do think it's a deserving winner. As far as other stories that were nominated, I haven't read any of them, so I can't speak to whether or not I think "The Star" was the best of them. I also can't think of any science fiction short stories from 1955 that I would rank above it, and even if I could, I would still consider Clarke's story to be a worthy winner.
That's it for today. Join me tomorrow when I will be reviewing "Exploration Team" by Murray Leinster, winner of the Hugo Award for Best Novelette.
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