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.