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Appleseed

par John Clute

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The Klavier Station has been silently ambling through the empty sectors of the galaxy for longer than anyone can remember. If it hides a mystery, it is well concealed. Nathaniel Freer, a trader en route with a cargo of dedicated nano-robots, knows that he has been manoeuvred into stopping for repairs on Klavier having survived what was made to look like a botched attempt at piracy. And once there, he gradually begins to understand why. For his cargo is destined for a recently colonized planet whose only export promises to revolutionise data-processing. That export has a remarkable, ancient connection, with Klavier. And if it's reawakened, the universe will become a very different place. Fast-paced hard SF at its best, APPLESEED is a fireworks display of storytelling. More information on this book and others can be found on the Orbit website at www.orbitbooks.co.uk… (plus d'informations)
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  freixas | Mar 31, 2023 |
4 stars at least. John Clute is more noted for his sf criticism than for his fiction. but lock early Samuel Delany, R.A. Lafferty, and Rudy Rucker in a room together, and this hallucinatory tall tale might result. yes, there are characters, in fact there's a hero and a villain; there's even a plot. but it's demanding to read, reveling in settings and language the far future might really throw up in a universe where earth is long gone and homo sap has almost been superceded by AIs and versions of nanotech. persevere: it's a tour de force, and John Clute's ultra-literate brain is worth following down more than a few rabbit holes of archetype and even art. ( )
  macha | Jun 16, 2017 |
I tried to read this and got to page 54 before I surrendered. I've only not finished about three books in my life, this is the only I couldn't finish due to not understanding what the hell was going on! ( )
  Superenigmatix | Jan 16, 2016 |
Post-modern, literary sci-fi. Beautiful language, and a far-future culture that isn't just early-21st with better toys. Also, definitely the coolest starship bridge *ever*.
  Clevermonkey | May 29, 2014 |
When I finished this book I was too dazed and worn out to give it anything like the kind of review it deserved. I ended up just resorting to the worst reviewer's cliche in the book -- "what was this guy on?"

I still don't feel like writing a real review, but in lieu of that I can at least throw some quotes at you. Quotes are specially informative here because what distinguishes this book from all the other science fiction I've read isn't plot or characterization or worldbuilding -- all pretty good, mind you -- but its use of language to disorient and dazzle the reader. I've always been confused by the preference many science fiction writers and fans have for plain, unadorned language -- isn't science fiction all about going to new and strange places where people may think, and thus talk, differently? The future will break the world apart into categories along different lines than the present, and those categories will be embodied in words. Well, Appleseed's style is anything but plain, and it is one of the only works of science fiction I've read that really sounds like the future. The future sounds like this:

A timorous sibling tched softly within striking distance of the breakfast head of the Harpe in command of the great ark in orbit around Trencher with its stuffing of deep-sleeps snoring through their brainchip tasks. The sibling masticated with tiny nibbles the real-paper printouts in its glutinous ticklers, which it extended, perhaps hoping to donate an extensor limb. The commanding officer -- a grown sibling of Opsophagos -- took the printout in the mouth of its slack-eyed famished breakfast head, read the co-ordinates displayed, pulled down a three-horned screen and punched out the designated location. Chip-sluggish, the screen cleared, in time to reveal Number One Son wobble bare-arsed into the homo sapiens braid. Controlling their aversion to sigilla, the commanding officer began to jubilate.

They almost ate himself alive with joy.


Or sometimes like this:

Flitting from the stories that held them, other masks exfoliated themselves for the nonce to become memes, hiked themselves through the grouting slots, janiform and doppenganger-pale from the prison of the dance of tiles, and into the gimbal-shot free space of Glass Island, where they loured over the scene from fittings atop brass herms, shot antic bat glances around toggles, crouched over a braced scroll beaded with the sweat of attar, through which the Prime Copy of the Universal Book might be accessed ceremonially and at points of crisis.

Or like this:

--Upsydowndaisy lamentoso, death-bound froggies! whispered the transitus tessera out of the mouths of all the magi and the sages and the kings and queens and lower cards of conclave space in one single voice as though they had all suddenly remembered at the one same time the one same thing to say. The memory theatre of the conclave space of Tile Dance had not spoken ensemble for a Trillion Heartbeats, since before homo sapiens began to talk right, since before the Caduceus Wars.

What you think of these passages is a pretty reliable determinant of what you will think of the whole book. If you are the sort of SF fan who won't be able to enjoy the book unless you can determine precisely what each of Clute's funny words means and what basis it has in real science, then you won't like Appleseed. (I'm still not clear on whether there's a difference between "flesh sapients" and "flesh sophonts," and it took me a long time just to figure out that "sigils" and "sigilla" are different things in Clute's world. Which they are, by the way. Caveat lector.) On the other hand, if these quotes make you hungry for more psychedelic future-speak, Clute is your man. This is not a book that science fiction fandom received with a great deal of warmth, but it is nonetheless a book that should probably be read more often than it is.

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Original "review":

John Clute must be on some pretty fantastic drugs.

Also, was I imagining it, or was a lot of that book some sort of twisted parody of Stranger in a Strange Land? Maybe it's just a consequence of having read the two in close proximity. ( )
  nostalgebraist | Mar 31, 2013 |
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The Klavier Station has been silently ambling through the empty sectors of the galaxy for longer than anyone can remember. If it hides a mystery, it is well concealed. Nathaniel Freer, a trader en route with a cargo of dedicated nano-robots, knows that he has been manoeuvred into stopping for repairs on Klavier having survived what was made to look like a botched attempt at piracy. And once there, he gradually begins to understand why. For his cargo is destined for a recently colonized planet whose only export promises to revolutionise data-processing. That export has a remarkable, ancient connection, with Klavier. And if it's reawakened, the universe will become a very different place. Fast-paced hard SF at its best, APPLESEED is a fireworks display of storytelling. More information on this book and others can be found on the Orbit website at www.orbitbooks.co.uk

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