|Submitted by Thomas Witting |
(Sep 04, 2009)
I bought the book full of anticipation after having read the back cover. Immediately you could sense that this is not one of the easy ones, but I thought, having read SF for 42 years I will comprehend this, and it will turn out to be a gem if I just persist.
After a 100 pages I let the book rest awhile, thinking I just must have been reading it too late in the evening. After 200 pages I was frustrated, finally after 400 I was ready to burn it, travel to the US, become a citizen, and file a 150M$ lawsuit for wasting my time (pun intended).
The idea as such is wonderful I will give you that, and the ending is (for those with faith) almost clear and quite ingenious, but instead of a tight 40 page short story you get 400+ pages of delirium which make no sense and after 200 pages you stop trying to make any sense of obscure happenings and things that literally go bump in the night because, which is painfully evident in the end - there is none! There never was any meaning with all those boring pages except to make money out of people like me, which is also part of the hurt.
Again, why did I not stop then? Well, there were glimpses and instances of great writing, and fascinating ideas, but in the end that is what it just was, glimpses. My advice to those interested in this book is to borrow it, look at the illustration in the book and go to the website, then read the last 100 pages and focus on the 50 last so you won't waste reading time.
Greg Bear is a great writer I'll say that, but this was not great for anything but making me sleep and dreamlessly at that. Like watching protons decay ...