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BARBARY STATION

From the Shieldrunner Pirates series , Vol. 1

Who doesn’t love space pirates?

When two young engineers hijack a ship to go join a pirate crew stationed in deep space, they find themselves trapped by a murderous artificial intelligence.

Adda and her girlfriend, Iridian, are young, in love, and ready to start a beautiful life of piracy together. Their solar system is still recovering from a nasty interplanetary war, and the economy is run by insidious megacorporations. Their options are to take soul-sucking jobs that are legal but would keep them apart or join a group of pirates. Lucky for them, Adda’s brother, Pel, is already a member of one such crew, working for Captain Sloane. Pel urges Adda and Iridian to join him and the crew on Barbary Station, and between Adda’s knack for the AIs that run ships and Iridian’s engineering prowess, they manage to hijack a ship to take them there. But when they board the station, they find the pirates barely surviving. As it turns out, the pirates are being held hostage by the station’s killer security AI. When Adda confronts Pel, he admits that he was hoping that Adda could use her AI expertise to rescue them. Now that she and Iridian are trapped, too, she has no choice but to try. Fans of harder SF will appreciate Stearns’ attention to detail, but sometimes all that specificity is overwhelming. Still, there is solid buildup to Adda’s intense confrontation with the rogue AI, with which she interacts by literally plugging herself into the station’s network via neural implants. Adda shares the narrative with Iridian, and while Adda studies the AI in a virtual space, Iridian’s chapters deliver the physical action and adventure you’d want from a space pirate story.

Who doesn’t love space pirates?

Pub Date: Oct. 31, 2017

ISBN: 978-1-4814-7686-7

Page Count: 448

Publisher: Saga/Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: Nov. 17, 2019

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BUBBLEGUM

A pleasingly dystopian exercise in building a world without social media—and without social graces, for that matter.

The past isn’t even past—but the one postmodern fictionalist Levin imagines is stranger than most.

Levin turns in a big, futuristic shaggy dog tale, except that the dog isn’t so shaggy. In fact, it’s a rather tidy, lovable little critter called a Curio, or “cure,” a sort of emotional support animal that lends itself to all kinds of bad treatment. In Levin’s future—or past, that is, since most of the action ranges between the early 1980s and the early 2010s—the technological advances we’ve become used to are absent: There are no iPhones, no internet, no Facebook. You’d think that such lacunae would make people feel happy, but instead strange forms of life have been concocted, with inanimate objects capable of feeling and voicing discontent and pain as well as acquiring some of the traits the humans around them possess. Levin’s hero in this overlong but amusing story is an alienated memoirist with the science-fictional name of Belt Magnet. But then, everyone in this story has an unusual moniker: Lotta Hogg, Jonboat Pellmore-Jason, Blackie Buxman, and so forth. His cure has the name Blank, “short for Kablankey, the name I’d given it, at my mother’s suggestion, for the sound of its sneeze.” By the end of the story, even though Blank is a mass-produced laboratory thing, the reader will care for him/it just as much as Belt does—and will certainly be shocked by the horrible things some of the characters do to the inanimate and lab-born things among them. Says a guy named Triple-J, brightly, “Let’s use those Band-Aids to Band-Aid a cure to the slide at the playground, throw some rocks at it from a distance, and see if something revolutionary develops—some new kind of Curio interaction that doesn’t end in overload, and that we never would have expected to enjoy.” If Levin’s point is that humans are rotten no matter what tools you put in their hands, he proves it again and again.

A pleasingly dystopian exercise in building a world without social media—and without social graces, for that matter.

Pub Date: April 14, 2020

ISBN: 978-0-385-54496-2

Page Count: 784

Publisher: Doubleday

Review Posted Online: Jan. 12, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2020

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THE GOLEM AND THE JINNI

Two lessons: Don’t discount a woman just because she’s made of clay, and consider your wishes carefully should you find that...

Can’t we all just get along? Perhaps yes, if we’re supernatural beings from one side or another of the Jewish-Arab divide.

In her debut novel, Wecker begins with a juicy premise: At the dawn of the 20th century, the shtetls of Europe and half of “Greater Syria” are emptying out, their residents bound for New York or Chicago or Detroit. One aspirant, “a Prussian Jew from Konin, a bustling town to the south of Danzig,” is an unpleasant sort, a bit of a bully, arrogant, unattractive, but with enough loose gelt in his pocket to commission a rabbi-without-a-portfolio to build him an idol with feet of clay—and everything else of clay, too. The rabbi, Shaalman, warns that the ensuing golem—in Wecker’s tale, The Golem—is meant to be a slave and “not for the pleasures of a bed,” but he creates her anyway. She lands in Manhattan with less destructive force than Godzilla hit Tokyo, but even so, she cuts a strange figure. So does Ahmad, another slave bottled up—literally—and shipped across the water to a New York slum called Little Syria, where a lucky Lebanese tinsmith named Boutros Arbeely rubs a magic flask in just the right way and—shazam!—the jinni (genie) appears. Ahmad is generally ticked off by events, while The Golem is burdened with the “instinct to be of use.” Naturally, their paths cross, the most unnatural of the unnaturalized citizens of Lower Manhattan—and great adventures ensue, for Shaalman is in the wings, as is a shadowy character who means no good when he catches wind of the supernatural powers to be harnessed. Wecker takes the premise and runs with it, and though her story runs on too long for what is in essence a fairy tale, she writes skillfully, nicely evoking the layers of alienness that fall upon strangers in a strange land.

Two lessons: Don’t discount a woman just because she’s made of clay, and consider your wishes carefully should you find that magic lamp.

Pub Date: April 23, 2013

ISBN: 978-0-06-211083-1

Page Count: 496

Publisher: Harper/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: March 30, 2013

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15, 2013

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