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Al Morris is a private investigator. Actually, he's lots of private investigators. For he lives in a world in which every person, every day, can be in any number of places at the same time. It's the world of dittos. It is our world. Welcome to the future. In a business where information is the currency, Al's dittos are loaded. And with a number of cases on the go at once, it is crucial that Al keeps track of what's going on. What he doesn't know is that he is about to be drawn into a plot that could throw this delicately balanced world into chaos. It seems that the technology has been developed for dittos to replicate themselves. It seems that real people may no longer be necessary. And, suddenly, it seems that mankind's dream of immortality could turn into a nightmare. Look out for more information about this book and others at www.orbitbooks.co.uk… (more)
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While the book is thick, it doesn't lag. Half way through, I wasn't sure if this was going to end up being a detective story set in the future, or a world changing sci-fi story. It kept me thinking. The one thing I would have liked to change is the ending - it seemed a bit rushed, and I would have liked to see more of a close on the ethics of the Ditto's (Copies).
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Very enjoyable
The concept of what to do with your free time now that your ditto is available to do the hard day's chores is taken in interesting directions. And the difference in sanctions applied when "real" human flesh is at risk is equally well covered, along with all the requiste change sin laws that this new social life has required. Society evolves without much complaint, providing tomorrow is pretty much like today.
Albert Morris is a private investigator, he (and his dittos) spend most of their days tracing ditknappings - where celebreties have their copies stolen and cheap reproductions made. He gets invited by the inventor of dittotech, to investigate the disappearance of one of his chief researchers. This investigation runs in many parallel lines. The prose splits inot realAlbert and the various dittos that are used, each with their own chapter. It can be a little confusing but is basically very well done.
Thoroughly enjoyabel read, whodunnit, and thought provoking on the nature of society and human interaction.
The basic concept is fascinating: in the not too distant future a new technology allows people to create limited clones of themselves. These copies are made of clay, similarly to the original golem. Unlike the original though these can be imprinted with a custome combination of one's mind, skill and memory. I have to refrain using the word "soul" for two reasons: it is not clearly defined in the first part of the book and in the later part it gets it own meaning, which does not entirely coincide the usual understanding.
Another major difference between the golem of the past and the golem of the future is that the latter (usually) expires within a day. People can opt to upload the golem's memories and experiences to their own body, thus allowing having more experiences in a single lifetime and some of these are from places and conditions that the human body would not survive.
I was surprised to see to the extent the author thought through the social implication of a world, where every single human can have several copies of her or himself running around. The social changes were convincing enough for me. If the measure of good science fiction is that its universe is coherent, including the newly invented laws and newly implemented ideas, than this book passes my muster. Its outlook is unexpectedly positive with contained wars (9-5, in predetermined areas only), omnipresent free time, and access to the technology for everyone. But the utopia is balanced with free-ranging capitalism and all its problems.
I was less impressed by how the ethical, psychological and philosophical implications of this brave new world were covered in the book. The basic idea was so terrific that I think it would have deserved a more thorough explication in these areas. How does it change the human psyche, what kind of new problems might arise, what it means being human in this new world, what the definition of life is. All these areas were touched upon the book, but for my taste not dealt with satisfactorily.
As murder mystery go this was well-written. It had plenty of twists; the readers' idea of whodunit shifted often enough to make it a page-turner. It was an exciting noel, with novel ideas, although I found none of the characters likeable enough to really care. Also, there was not much change in them. They were introduced in a certain way and by the end of the book they have not learned anything, had no real reason to change. In short it was not about character development, but about storytelling. The story was told fine though.
There were plenty of direct references to the original golem story. There the rabbi who created the clay-man who could move, but had no soul or words was called Maharal, here the scientist who invented the clay-cloning technology was called Maharal. The duplicating machine in the novel is called tetragramatron, which is a technical term for the sacred; four letter word known as G-d's name. Obviously the idea, that limited, but functioning copies of humans can be made from clay is the basic connecting element.
There are significant differences though. The word "emet" (truth in Hebrew) was important in the original story as writing this world on the golem's forehead made it alive. The word shows up in the novel as well, but only three times (one of those being the subtitle of chapter 57) and not fully integrated into the story line. In the old Prague version of the story the Jewish community and the Maharal's daughter needed to be saved from evil outsiders, here the community and his daughter needed to be saved from him. There the reason for the existence of the single golem was protection. Here the reason for the millions of golems was money and convenience.
I liked more elements of the book than not. The repurposing of the golem concept, the connection to the original story, the frantic murder-mystery were all to my liking. However the lack of deeper investigation of the new ethical landscape, the lack of people I could care for, the lack of learnable lessons made the book far from perfect. Just like golems are far from perfect of humans.
The mystery portion of the story is well done. There are a lot of subplots weaving back and forth and, while some are more obvious than others, there are enough twists that you'll probably be kept guessing right up to the end on some things. There's not as much tension as you might find in an "ordinary" mystery simply because threats to a ditto usually aren't that big a deal...the human will just make another. I must confess, however, that I did find myself rooting for green Albert to succeed; even though a ditto, he had the most interesting personality in the book. Real Albert also manages to get himself in trouble eventually and that ratchets up the suspense level a bit.
** NB: Some minor spoilers in the next paragraph **
I found the mysticism of the book less satisfying. By-and-large, the backdrop of this book is a technological science fiction story and the vague spiritualities just didn't fit into that framework. Brin has been guilty of this in some of his other works and I wish he'd stop—he doesn't do "humans evolving to a higher consciousness" very well. He tries to be grand but just comes across as a bit pretentious.
Brin has done better if you're new to him. If you like his other stuff, give this a try.
A fascinating book, not Brin's best, but still good.
If you had Kiln People you could. Brin takes us to a future Los Angeles and to the life of Detective-for-hire Albert Morris. Albert begins his Tuesday with three "dits" or dittoes. Two Greys to do "quality" follow up on some of his detective assignments and one "low level" Green to do dishes, laundry, etc while he catches up on some much needed rest. So begins a week long adventure the likes of which he could never have imagined.
This book is good on many levels. First, you have the sci fi what if society, next you have excellent characters-which are mostly versions of the main character-yet it works really well and finally you have a classic "whodunit" type detective novel. I liked the caste sytem for the dittoes myself-highest mental functioning-ebony, highest sensuality functioning-ivory, highest general intelligence-grey, most common worker drone-green. The book was fast paced and interesting until the end which kind of sucked. I still liked the book but wish the author had just gone ahead and ended the story and left the whole "soul enlightenment" stuff alone.
Of course I remember doing this thousands of times. Part of modern living, that's all.
Society has undergone a major change since the introduction of golem technology. Using a cheap home kiln, people have the ability to create clay 'clones' of themselves. The clones, known as dittos or roxes (Xeroxes?) are brightly coloured to distinguish them from rigs (originals) with the colour signifying their role; you can produce high quality blacks for research, executive greys as representatives, cheap greens to run errands, etc. There are limitations to the technology, as dittos only last for 24 hours before disintegrating, but the ditto's consciousness can have a certain continuity, since if they return home before the day is up the rig can upload their memories if s/he wants to. Due to the introduction of dittos, most jobs are done by dittos and most real people live a life of leisure or become perpetual students.
The hero of this tale is one of the few people with a marketable skill who do have jobs. He is Albert Morris, a detective who can work on lots of cases at once by using dittos. When a woman employs him to find out who killed her father, who was a senior research scientist at Universal Kilns (the company who invented golem technology), realAlbert and various ditAlberts find themselves caught up in a deep-seated conspiracy.
A very interesting concept and fascinating descriptions of ditto technology and the resulting society, but the plot did rather fizzle out at the end. Definitely the best 30p I've spent at the library book sale recently!
I do that sometimes - underestimate the quarry. Nobody's perfect . . . and you can get lazy when such mistakes are never permalethal. It kind of makes you marvel at those detectives of olden times, who confronted and confounded remorseless evil while equipped with just one life. Now those guys really had it.
This book is also known as Kiln People, but Kil'n People is a betteer title really, as that apostrophe changes the emphasis of the title to imply Killing People as well as Kiln People.
It's good. Quite good. But David Brin has written better.
Kiln People is extremely clever, funny, original, and memorable. It presents a very original idea: a future society in which people can temporarily spin off copies of themselves in clay duplicates, "inloading"
At the same time, there's no denying that it's not first-rate Brin. For any other writer (except the greatest ones), I'd give this book a strong 4.2. But I expect more from Brin, so I'll give it a 3.8.
It does tend to get a bit metaphysical and
Albert, the protagonist becomes involved in a murder mystery and he and his multiple dittos become the focus of this book. The multiple viewpoints that David Brin weaves together makes it a fascinating journey
Style: Keeping all the lines of narrative under control was a challenge