2020-01-19 - Review: Salvation
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 Title:     Salvation
 Author:    Peter F. Hamilton 
 Genres:    SF, space opera 
 
 Peter F. Hamilton and I have a fraught reading relationship. He has
 written some of the best Science  Fiction I have ever read, some of
 the  best concepts,  some of  the most  lyrical evocation  of those
 concepts (Morning Light Mountain). He  has also written some of the
 worst  dreck I  have ever  struggled through,  he is  obsessed with
 harems,  his  worldbuilding  falls  back  on  regular  and  routine
 patterns, he thinks he can write a sex scene.
 
 And yet,  and yet  Morning Light  Mountain. So  I keep  reading his
 stuff, with a  heavy hand on the DNF tiller.  In that context then,
 "Salvation" is certainly  a book which I have finished,  so its not
 _as_ bad as much of his previous output.
 
 In  fact, there  is plenty  of this  which is  pretty damned  good.
 Hamilton has  chosen this  book to explore  the Fermi  Paradox, and
 like most  other decent SF writers,  he has chosen to  answer it in
 the negative  - there are  plenty of other  galactic civilisations,
 they just know to be quiet.
 
 His setup this time for FTL travel is, again, portals, but, in some
 sort of  weird nod  to contemporary concerns,  there are  no trains
 this time, just  people walking. This is  an immediate improvement,
 as  is the  apparent  lack of  harems  to be  found  in the  pages.
 Thing  is  though, this  just  all  reads as  standard  Hamiltonian
 worldbuilding,  just with  a few  quirks  as opposed  to a  radical
 reimagining.
 
 As  someone   else  once   wrote,  there   should  be   PhDs  about
 the  socio-political  structures  of   his  novels.  Here  again  a
 post-scarcity society is contained by  a monopolist interest in the
 means  of FTL  -  now  monikered Connexion  -  albeit  there is  an
 alternative viewpoint  represented by the Utopials,  an alternative
 which comes with a price.
 
 All that  said, there is  a decent story underlying  the narrative,
 which  is presented  like a  "Pilgrims  Progress", as  each of  the
 initial group presents their own  experiences of "odd" events which
 peel back the layers of the  society they inhabit. In that it reads
 kind of  like a  "fixup", short  stories within  a common  frame of
 reference.
 
 Thing  is, it  works  as a  novel, there  is  enough dissonance  of
 content and  tone that this  conceit delivers as an  exploration of
 the society  shown. I  have tried  to avoid  the usual  "here's the
 plot" shortcut  of reviewing, but to  be fair to hamilton,  I can't
 see  how I  could  discuss any  of the  plot  from the  perspective
 of  someone  who's  finished  the  book  without  disclosing  those
 events/facts which make the book succeed.
 
 The  issues with  previous  Hamilton books  still  remain -  female
 characters are exclusively portrayed  and represented from and with
 the male  gaze. The über-competent  soldier woman is also  a manic
 pixie  fuck  machine, the  sex  scenes  now feature  badly  written
 same-sex  relationships,  but  they're still  badly  written.  I'll
 probably forget everything about this book within a week.
 
 But  for that  week, I'll  consider it  happily. There's  a lot  to
 admire  in Hamilton's  writing,  genuinely, but  I'm  not happy  to
 recommend any of  his books to anyone without going  through all of
 the above. I wish this wasn't the case, but he continues to fail to
 advance as a writer.
 
     Base Score: 8/10
 
     Adjustment: -1  for retreading the same old world
                 -1  for male gaze and sex scenes
 
     Rating: 3/5 - decent, but be wary.