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Fiction. Science Fiction. HTML:This New York Times�??bestselling chapter in the Hugo Award�??winning Space Odyssey series is "intriguing and satisfying . . . the all-round best Odyssey so far" (Kirkus Reviews). The third book in Clarke's beloved Space Odyssey continues the story of Heywood Floyd, survivor of two previous encounters with the mysterious monoliths and the alien intelligences behind them. Floyd is chosen as one of a handful of celebrity guests to witness the first manned touchdown on the surface of Halley's Comet on the privately-owned spaceship Universe. But on Jupiter's moon Europa, scientists have spotted the sudden appearance of a single diamond the size of a mountain�??a fragment of Jupiter's core. When the spaceship Galaxy is hijacked and forced to crash into Europa's ocean, the Universe is diverted from its original mission to rescue the crew. Now Heywood Floyd must once again survive an encounter with HAL, David Bowman, and the mysterious monolith-building race with its own inscrutable agenda to shape the destiny of the hu… (more)
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Despite teasing out at great length a plot reveal regarding Mount Zeus on the Jovian moon Europa, this book does not have the sort of cosmic "punch" of either of the two previous volumes. It is a pleasant read, though. By 2061, interplanetary travel is on its way to being routinized as a luxury product, and we are treated to centenarian Floyd hobnobbing with the cultural elite.
The story stirs in some normalized homosexuality in the persons of Floyd's longtime friends George and Jerry. And there is a curious little thumbnail history of gay military conquerors in Chapter 40 "Monsters from Earth." By Clarke's standards, he was really tipping his hand here, but I can't help noticing that Delany had already written Flight from Nevèrÿon a couple of years earlier.
Clarke thought the Beatles would descend into obscurity by 2061 (220). I suppose that will be true in the event of a civilizational collapse, but not in the interplanetary expansion of the Anglosphere that this book contemplates.
I have been attending to esoteric readings of the Odyssey Sequence, and while this volume seems to have less to offer on that front, there is some packed into the final chapters.
Author: Arthur C Clarke
Publisher: Del Rey / Ballantine Books
Publishing Date: 1987
Pgs: 279
Dewey: F CLA
Disposition: Irving Public Library - South Campus - Irving, TX
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REVIEW MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS
Summary:
Two expeditions into space, inextricably
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Genre:
Science Fiction
Hard Science Fiction
Why this book:
Because I read the other two.
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The Feel:
This doesn’t feel like a proper sequel to the first two books. Same universe sure. But the situations, the characters, and their actions just don’t feel right.
Least Favorite Character:
Likable characters are thin on the ground to the point of nonexistence.
Plot Holes/Out of Character:
Considering the many and myriad things that Floyd has seen and done, this Halley's Comet reverence seems misplaced. It’s a comet. Comets are a dime a dozen. Halley’s only holds reverence because it was the first of the modern era that was as visible as it was. I see this as tantamount to astrology instead of astronomy.
Uhm...insurgents, secret agents, and counter-espionage elements implanted in a small spaceship crew doing science in Jupiter, re: Lucifer, orbit? We never find out who Rosie was working for or why. Her suicide mission doesn’t hold water in the overall plot of the book.
Tropes:
Clarke plays into the sci-fi trope of a one-world government. Based on what we've seen in the last century, the jingoistic tribalism of humanity is going to make that a pipe dream for centuries to come. I say that despite the European Union experiment. Let's just say that my opinion on the EU's durability is shaky, at best. Hope that it's the seed of something like the sci-fi trope, but I'm not confident when I look at things like Boris Johnson's UK, Trump's America, and Putin's Russia.
Uhm Moments:
Not sure whether Van Der Berg will be revealed as the BBG or a lesser antagonist or not, but in the preamble to the First Act, it is intimated that he might be, he disappears for the majority of the First Act and hasn't appeared in the Second despite being on the shipwreck. Of course, the same could be said of the Astropol officer, maybe, he could be a draftee in the right place at the right time. And supposedly Berg isn't aware that Rosie was going to do what she did, or is he? Too many questions. Not enough answers. Not a great mystery either.
Meh / PFFT Moments:
The Haley's Comet trip pads out the story as a distractor, and a page adder. The sidelight is unnecessary.
Using future South Africa as a political football is a bold choice considering what Apartheid was, hope Clarke didn't shoot himself in the foot by using that as a framing element in this story. Making your bad guys a South African terrorist organization named SHAKA is bad form.
Doesn't help that Clarke played his cards so close to the vest. The macguffin is a shadow that half the focused characters know about, but the reader is still in the dark halfway through the book. It's a meh point. It better live up to the skullduggery because if it doesn't, it'll be a sore spot when reviewing the plot. … …it’s a sore spot.
So, Rose did that and then did that. Really? That doesn't make a lotta damned sense. So despite Van Der Berg and his own secrets, there are secret agents, Rose wasn't alone is what Clarke is suggesting here. It's an unnecessary layer. She could've been the agent all the way through. Her death is an anticlimactic moment after the crash landing. The idea that espionage action millions of miles from Earth wouldn't have a landing spot picked out to force the ship down and would leave it to chance considering what Europa is in the 2001 space universe is asinine.
Shoehorned Titantic comparisons...really? Pfft.
The joyride to Haley's Comet rankles me. People absolutely would do something like that, especially in our age of multi-billionaire phallus measuring Space Barons.
The Sigh:
Elements of Clarke's writing are becoming dated and while in some instances dated science fiction calls up a bygone era and rocketships with fins and all that, hard science fiction like Clarke's when it becomes dated loses something.
Halfway through the book, the only character whose skin tone was mentioned in the description was Rosie. Surprised he resisted the urge to comment on her breasts in antigravity and their magnificence. Sigh.
The letter from home is a bit of everywhere. It doesn't make a lot of sense, the talk of despots and warlords and the implications.
A Path I Can’t Follow:
It was one sentence describing Rose McCullen, unnecessarily. It's nagging at me. And leaving me with the decision of whether it is annoying enough that I have to give up on this book and the rest of the series. I know Clarke was an old man. I know he was an old British expat living in Sri Lanka. I know he was an old, white British expat living in Sri Lanka. And I also, know that Rose is probably going to be an agent or counter-agent of one of the South African intelligence agencies, but her skin tone wasn't a necessary description...especially if that was the whole description. I was already doubting the characterization of someone who was on a mission to Jupiter orbit who was basically being presented as a cabin steward with no knowledge of space, orbits, etc, etc.
Suspension of Disbelief:
Not sure that I'm buying into the whole secret agents in hard science fiction space motif that this part of the story hinges on. Just feels off.
Turd in the Punchbowl:
"You sound like a damned cop." All they were doing was searching a room and discussing what to do about the pirate who had taken over the bridge and crashed the ship on the restricted moon Europa. And Clarke chose to drop this unattributed comment into the conversation. It's a turd in the punchbowl line. The character who said it isn't identified and the characters and their actions just roll on from that point. The editor should've caught this and either deleted it or convinced Clarke to massage it either into the narrative more organically or morphed it to fit closely with what was going on.
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Conclusions I’ve Drawn:
Not sure if I'll be back for The Final Odyssey. I've enjoyed each book. So, I probably will. I'm just not sure that Clarke can hold my interest for another 250+ pages. If I come back around for 3001, it'll be a while.
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As in [book: 2010], there are no ordinary
The over-arching plot is a bit contrived, which I can entirely forgive, especially since it's not very noticeable while read it. The storyline exists to tie together some great action, some outstanding character development, and some beautiful depictions of outer space, which is fine by me. I was entranced :)
I have two complaints: First, the story doesn't so much end, as fray away, with one thread that seems to scream "I'll grow up to be a sequel!" That's a let down after an otherwise engaging read. The second, and it seems to be a trend, is liberal self-plagarization. Yes, it was a lovely description in 2001, but you didn't have to lift it, whole-cloth, for this novel.
That being said, this novel is well worth reading. Partly to get more of his descriptions of space, and partly out of curiosity, I'll almost certainly read [book: 3001: The Final Odyssey] soon.
2061 is about the rescue of a downed exploratory ship on the wildly modified version of the ice covered ocean world of Europa, dragging the ancient Heywood Floyd out into space for a final adventure with the monolith.
An odd thing to quantify, how to phrase a recommendation of the series. They are good stories from a great imagination, but if SF isn't your cup of tea then the sequels are honestly best left at the bookstore. They are simply a vehicle for his idea of a future world of space faring and space living humans, really.
Clarke creates two focal points 60 years after
Clarke is at his best when speculating on a future culture enormously affected by the events in the first two books of the series. Equally as strong is Clarke's evolutionary ruminations on the biological progression of life on Europa - formerly an ice-harden snowball orbiting Jupiter, but instantly transformed when a billion billion monoliths exploded within Jupiter and transformed it into Lucifer, an intra solar system star (at the conclusion of "2010").
"2061" isn't a bad book, it's just bland. I've enjoyed the narrative development that began in the wonderfully broad and subtle "2001", and continued in “2010” which smartly built on the myth of The Monolith and its creators. “2061” provides a glimpse at the intervening years and sets expectations and builds anticipation of the finale. As a stand-alone, however, there’s just not much 'there'.
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Omslaget viser en astronaut, der stiger ud af en luge eller sort monolit - i nærheden svæver lignende sorte monolitter
Indskannet omslag - N650U - 150 dpi
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