I was leery of picking up Cyteen for two reasons: (1) The author
was unknown to me and diving into the 680-page book of unknown prose was
daunting; (2) The book is often heralded at one of the greatest sci-fi books of
all time. The latter reason is usually a signifier for my immediate dislike of
any “popular” science fiction, for example: Herbert’s Dune, Asimov’s Foundation, Niven’s Ringworld, Clarke’s Childhood’s End,
LeGuin’s Left Hand of Darkness, Tepper’s Grass, and Vinge’s Fire
Upon the Deep. I’d like to welcome Cyteen to that elite group of
books which, for some reason beyond my internal notions, have been popular with
sci-fi fans for decades. Could it be: (1) the sense of wonder, (2) the majestic
prose, (3) the revelatory scientific concepts, or (4) the magnificent
world-building? Nay, Cyteen strikes nil in all four categories. Cyteen was once published as three separate novels, but I could only get past the first: The Rebirth. My stomach revolts at the thought of reading the remaining two books.
Rear cover synopsis for full-length Cyteen novel:
“Winner of the Hugo Award for Best Novel, this is bestseller C.J.
Cherryh’s masterpiece: a multilayered epic of interstellar cabals and dark
human passions; genius, blackmail, and sacrifice; murder, resurrection, and the
betrayal of innocence—and loyalty stronger that death…
The classic novel of C.J. Cherryh’s Merchanter Universe: a profound
exploration of genetics, environment, nurture, society—and the secrets of human
intelligence.
The saga of two young friends trapped in an endless nightmare of
suspicion and surveillance, or cyber-programmed servants and a ruling class
with century-long loves—and the enigmatic woman who dominates them all…”
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There’s a fair bit backslapping going on with that synopsis with words
like “winner,” “epic,” “classic,” "profound," and “saga” among them. If a book NEEDS
these kinds of words for its synopsis, my alarm bells begin to ring. The
loftier or more poignant the language seems, the lesser the content is able to
actually deliver… IMHO. I read through Cyteen enough to come to the end
of the unmarked yet definite conclusion to the once published Cyteen: The
Betrayal (Book One) and decided enough was enough. Whatever marked its
presumptuous “greatness” was so absolutely absent from the pages that the
remaining two books (The Rebirth and The Vindication) held no
interest for me. Tedious, thorough, and tiresome; I would have rather have
fingered through my Gregg’s Reference Manual than attempt to slog
through the convoluted introduction to Cyteen.
Let’s revisit the four threads above which are commonly part of any
great science fiction novel and apply these generalities to see what exactly Cyteen
when wrong:
(1) The Sense of Wonder: Considering that the novel starts off with the
politicking and jockeying for position, the reader is left to revel in the
loathsome bureaucracy. Cherryh places importance on names and titles, totally
ignoring the reader’s desire to become immersed in the tactile atmosphere or
tangible aura of the setting. The background history is scant and the past’s
impact on the present is dull. The reader is lulled into an uninspired state and left out to dry. (You could get all literary on me and say her style is "very tight limited third person"--Five words which describe "boring" quite well.)
(2) The Majestic Prose: Much like the synopsis above, the pages are
filled with tedious punctuation: simply too many commas, semi-colons, and
dashes. It almost reads like the tedious prose from two centuries back. Many
sentences begin with “and” or “but” with the conversation being hacked to bits
with this trialling punctuation and sentence fragments. The dialogue is so heavy
that the author tends to, once again, forget about the reader trying to become
immersed in the reader—no sense of atmosphere, no silence amid the sentences,
nothing to ground the characters to their environment. Words, words, and more
words which convey little more than politicking and jockeying.
(3) The Revelatory Scientific Concepts: Eugenics is nothing new (early
20th century thought) and cloning is nothing out of the sci-fi
ordinary (middle 20th century thought). The theme of selecting
favorable genetic traits for job assignment had been done before. Producing a
more efficient soldier or a more intelligent scientist from the manipulation of
mind control tapes isn’t a very new idea either (author James White had doing
that since the 1960’s). Artificial wombs, orbital labs, genetic seed ships—all
have been penned before. I couldn’t pin down anything really unique besides the
combination of factors.
(4) The Magnificent World-building: Like the “Sense of Wonder” above,
much of the atmosphere and aura in Cyteen is missing. There’s very
little “world” to build upon when the basic construction of the novel is
founded on lengthy dialogue and jockeying for political gain. The same can be
said for its “Character-building,” which much science fiction ignores. No one
character has a solid background, no one is worthy of empathy, and no one
really jumps at to the reader as someone who is a go-getter protagonist. Surely
there’s a plain divide between the rather generically labeled “good” and “bad,”
but neither side warrants either label.
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The agony of plodding through the abundant honed-blades of dialogue,
treading lightly upon the jagged remains of a scantily dressed background, and
tip-toeing through the abandoned walls of old scientific enquiry was reason
enough not to push myself into the second part of the Cyteen trilogy: The
Rebirth. Whatever premise, plot, promise, or pugnacious pursuit Cyteen
held between its front and rear covers will forever remain unfathomable to me
because of its lack of reader engagement: wonder, prose, concept, and worlds—the
synopsis promises everything yet delivers nothing but tiresome words penetrated
with tedious punctuation. Again, Gregg’s Reference Manual is more
engaging than this.
Boo! That's all I'm going to say....
ReplyDeleteNot my favorite of hers but still a great read.
Perhaps Merchanter's Luck (1982) is more up your alley. A shorter, stand alone novel, with a more rigorously defined plot and some disturbing paranoia.
Your use of "great" is ill-defined... as is mine :( But hey, I got a great price on selling it to the second-hand book store! Picked up that anthology I mentioned on FB and got Camus's The Plague (1947).
ReplyDeleteCyteen is a bit wordy and dense; most of her other books are more straightforward but intelligently done space operas and may be easier to get into: Downbelow Station, the Faded Sun trilogy, Merchanter's Luck.
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