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Chargement... Pluie de rêves (1996)par Joan D. Vinge
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Inscrivez-vous à LibraryThing pour découvrir si vous aimerez ce livre Actuellement, il n'y a pas de discussions au sujet de ce livre. I'm sure I read at least Catspaw much earlier, but 20 years is a long time to remember a series. Not that you needed the previous books to enjoy this, but there were a number of references to his history. At one point I would have indiscriminately sucked up anything that mentioned psychic powers, but I'm older & tireder now. Cat's bitterness is honest, Miya's idealism is sweet. Big business has octopus tentacles over all our lives (yes, I mean real world). No fairy tale endings. Not a book that bears too much close examination about the reality of how people interact, how many chances a person gets in life. I feel like I'm coming out of dreamfall myself—a long waking dream that started when I began reading the Cat series. Book lovers know what I'm talking about: your non-reading time feels like a haze, because you're not aware of the here and now. You're still inside the novel. While Psion was more of a coming-of-age/adventure and Catspaw more political intrigue, Dreamfall felt like a film noir, with Cat uncovering a mystery that leads him to the ghetto streets of Freaktown and eventually the corrupt and cold-blooded men that keep up the status quo. It's not as hard-bitten in style as something like The Big Sleep, though. Cat's longing for connection and forgiveness soften the tone, although he has some dark musings about human nature. Cat's thoughts added such texture to the story. He would often think with the delicacy of poetry, but switch to say something incredibly hard-as-nails out loud. Those reversals were so delightfully surprising. There was an overall feeling of isolation in this book. The isolation of your own biology, of a community kept at arm's length. The isolation we impose upon ourselves. Of how another being, whether human or alien, is ultimately unknowable. That sense of being blocked in wasn't obvious, but kept the events tied together nicely. Dreamfall is the third—and sadly, last—book in this series, and it feels more like an Empire Strikes Back than a Return of the Jedi; that soft minor chord before the music swells to a magnificent crescendo. Still, this book works well as a stand-alone, although readers will have a greater emotional connection if they read the series from the beginning. I hope those who pick it up have their own dreamfall. I am, apparently, hopeless at avoiding part threes in a series. Fortunately this stood well enough alone. As a story, it hangs together well, although the ending works better in a series than a stand-alone. On the downside, I'm struggling to think of any way in which the book was not problematic. First off, I should mention trigger warnings for sexual assault. Second, explicitly comparing the aliens' plight to that of Native Americans and then portraying the aliens as a peaceful, spiritual people with mystical powers makes my head hurt; even though it's not quite that simple, the only aliens we see are rebels or collaborators or druggies. And to top it all off, the author has wiped out all actual Native Americans in her world except for one guy with a medicine bag who knows hardly anything about his heritage and only exists to occasionally encourage the protagonist. Then the only women in the story are: a love interest; a mother, who gets killed; a wise grandmother, ditto; another love interest, who has to reject her sister for the hero; and said sister, who is mad. Oh, there are a couple of other spear carriers, but I can't even remember who. There are certainly no positive inter-female relationships. Having one of the major antagonists be an antagonist because she is mad also made me sigh. And then there was simply the gigantic gaping plot hole: apparently the aliens are so peaceful because if they kill someone they die themselves. Thus they have been easily oppressed. And it has never occurred to a single one of them that they could minimise their losses if one of them used a bomb or something to take out a whole bunch of the enemy. A good book with a bummer ending. Not surprising, I suppose, since the theme of this novel is the near impossibility of surviving as an outsider in a world governed by the corporate state. Cat's a sweet character who somehow manages to be a bridge between peoples, but also manages to find himself alone & disregarded. This is a book filled with longing - for community, for change, for love, for companionship, for a way to be whole. Vinge writes interesting characters & the plot here is nicely character driven, although she doesn't really do anything with the cloud whales and their dreamfall - odd to set up such a cool premise & then just sort of leave it there. This is the third book of a trilogy and I think I like the second one, Catspaw, best. The characters, landscape, & ideas are more diverse - alien, but not alien all at once. aucune critique | ajouter une critique
Appartient à la sérieCat Series (3)
The third book in the author's Cat series follows the tough, half-human hero as he travels to Refuge, where strange life forms face an ecological disaster. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Not recommended, especially for fans of the first two books. ( )