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Diamond Dogs, Turquoise Days by Alastair
Reynolds.
pub: Gollancz. 231 page hardback. Price: £ 6.99
(UK). ISBN: 0-575-07526-0.
check out website: www.orionbooks.co.uk
I
like stories that take song lyrics as their titles. I'm not quite
sure why, but I find them very evocative. Especially if I know the
song they're taken from.
‘Diamond Dogs, Turquoise Days’ is set in a time when
the human race has spread out across the stars, and in doing so
encountered (or clashed with) other species - or at least their
residue.
‘Diamond
Dogs’ (the Bowie song) I know well. The dark, post-apocalyptic flavour
of the song - of the whole album - is mesmerising, in a somewhat
twisted way. Much the same can be said of the first of the two novellas
in this book.
‘Diamond Dogs’ (the Reynold story) deals with the
discovery of and investigation into a strange alien artefact on
a dry and hostile alien world - but this is no inscrutable monolith
a’la 2001.
This is a living thing (I use the term 'living' very
loosely here, since the definition of what constitutes 'life' in
Reynold's book is rather wider and less clearly defined than the
reader might expect).
Also a violent and demanding thing. Exploring 'Blood
Spire', as its discoverer calls it, requires the solving of mathematical
puzzles that become more and more abstruse and complex the further
in (and up) the team advance.
Wrong answers are punished in the most painful and
brutal manner. But there must be something at the top, in the last
room, that makes all the agony and travail worth it. Mustn't there?
‘Turquoise Days’ (from a song by Echo and the Bunnymen)
is a complete contrast. It's set on the water world of Turquoise,
but despite the prettiness of the name this isn't a particularly
pleasant planet.
The durability of physical objects is measured in
hours and ceramics are the only materials with any staying power.
The cities float, the inhabitants sport tapeworms and fungal infestations
as a matter of course (and some pride).
But the ocean of Turquoise is also a home of the Pattern
Jugglers, the remnants of an alien species that absorb and integrate
the memories of those who swim with them. Until strangers arrive
from outside, threatening to destroy the world.
I haven't read any of the other ‘Revelation Space’
stories but that didn't matter: the book can be read - and enjoyed
- without the reader being familiar with the continuum in which
it's set (always a plus!)
The characters are close enough to familiar humanity
with recognisable human drives and desires, to be accessible and
understandable, yet strange enough for the reader to feel slightly
disorientated.
This is genuine Science Fiction, its premises logical
and convincing, a believable - if distinctly disturbing - future
presented in compelling prose. Despite the nastiness portrayed here,
it's a very difficult book to put down.
I could have done without the holographic dust jacket
though - it made my eyes ache!
Joules Taylor
http://www.wordwrights.co.uk
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