Submitted by Ciprian Niculescu  (Jan 10, 2010)I had previously read Vinge's "A Fire Upon the Deep" (which somehow relates to "A Deepness in the Sky") and find it quite charming and entertaining, though riddled with flaws, so naturally I was quite into reading "A Deepness in the Sky".
There are really not many good things to be said about "A Deepness in the Sky".
There is no plot, no really good one that is. I kept reading in the illusive hope that somehow things will unfold. Well, they didn't. The story line is long and fairly dull, taking quite a few turns, though not the ones you would have expected or liked. There is plenty of detail, yet not quite polished.
There are no powerful, fascinating characters. There are nonetheless many of them. None of them receives a fine makeup, though.
Some of the parties involved in the book are quite schematic. The Emergents (the bad guys) are plain unconvincing, their motivation and nature obscure.
The worlds featured by the book are bluntly dull. For this once, Vinge turned unimaginative. The aliens are more human than the human: they have cars and trains, school teachers and army ranks (sergeants and colonels), monarchies and air strips, everything humans do and just about nothing humans don't. Even alien sex is impossible to tell apart: there are two sexes and the females have all the characteristics of women and the males all of men. The alien dialogs are bluntly human.
Not all is that dull and unimaginative: the Qeng Ho trading guild (the good guys) is still some feature. Yet, there are serious flaws in its construction (one would have expected such a successful and long standing organization better prepared in dealing with unfriendly parties).
Vinge is not a great story teller, also. Not that he does a lousy job here, but his style will not redeem the lack of just about anything.
All in all, it is a Vinge classic: an intricate plot and a fragile story line, many parties, many characters, many details, many flaws, a lot of "alien" stuff trapped in all too human clichés. Sadly, this one is a lesser Vinge work, and it is missing the charm and briskness of some of his other novels.
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