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The Singularity. It is the era of the posthuman. Artificial intelligences have surpassed the limits of human intellect. Biotechnological beings have rendered people all but extinct. Molecular nanotechnology runs rampant, replicating and reprogramming at will. Contact with extraterrestrial life grows more imminent with each new day. Struggling to survive and thrive in this accelerated world are three generations of the Macx clan: Manfred, an entrepreneur dealing in intelligence amplification technology whose mind is divided between his physical environment and the Internet; his daughter, Amber, on the run from her domineering mother, seeking her fortune in the outer system as an indentured astronaut; and Sirhan, Amber's son, who finds his destiny linked to the fate of all of humanity. For something is systematically dismantling the nine planets of the solar system. Something beyond human comprehension. Something that has no use for biological life in any form...… (more)
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In subject matter, this book seemed most comparable to the excellent work of Ian McDonald, with an ambitious 21st-century futurology involving radical technologies of simulation, artificial intelligence, and enhancement of human capability. But true to his title, Stross imposes a pace of change far in excess of what I've seen in McDonald's books. He has evidently taken Moore's Law of integrated circuit development and its extrapolation in Kurzweil's Law of Accelerating Returns as the axioms of his story about what might become of our species and our planet. Not only does Stross have the intellectual fortitude to narratively stare down the "technological singularity" but he also confronts Fermi's Paradox. He enlists Ray Bradbury's notion of the matrioshka brain, Robert L. Forward's starwisp, and other inventions that seem inevitable in the face of unchecked technological development.
Given some of the topical focus, I was prepared for the futurological flavor of this book to have something in common with Olav Stapledon's Star Maker. Instead, I was surprised to sense a certain kinship to 1970s-era Robert Heinlein novels. Perhaps Heinlein's orientation to the aerospace research of his day has its analog in Stross's own background in software engineering. Moreover, the characters and their motivations are sketched in the manner that reminds me much more of Heinlein than, say, McDonald.
The novel has a triple-triadic structure, with the nine chapters having seen individual publication as short stories prior to their assembly here. As a consequence, there is something of an expositional "reset" at the start of each part, with a little redundancy and narrative hand-holding. But in light of the huge changes in context imposed by each transition from one part to the next, the effect is barely noticeable, and actually somewhat comforting. Another effect of this compositional process is that each chapter seems to have roughly the same dramatic weight as the others. The last of them could be read equally as climax or denouement, depending on the reader's inclination. Each of the three larger sections is focused on a successive generation of a single family moving deeper into the trans-human condition.
While not as overtly comedic as the Laundry books, Accelerando definitely has its share of laughs, many of them with a black sense of humor, such as the throwaway mention of cannibalistic cuisine on page 262. The characters are strong enough to keep the narrative rolling, despite its frequent interruption with bulletin-style text bringing the reader up to date on the state of (post-)human affairs for the decade in question. The entire book -- excepting the occasional retrospective glance -- is written in the present tense, and it is a mark of Stross's artistry in using this unconventional technique for novel-length fiction in English that I didn't even notice until I had read most of the way through the first large chapter. In the seven years since it has been collected into a novel, history has of course provided some contradictions to point up the status of Accelerando as a fiction, but the sort of events it proposes could still credibly be in our future.
The basic premise is that of an accellerated society with increasing computer imput, until most people are running solely as AI simulations
Very very fast paced, you really have to think about what's happened in the changing timeframes. Not exactly likely to occur to us, but it does provide some interesting insight into potential problems of the future. I was impressed with his solution to the Fermi Paradox, although I'm not sure the informational density figures were calculated rather than guessed. Being comprised of short stories the characterisation is pretty poor.
Overal it' sa bit too long really, as the point had been made by the third or fourth short story. Fun in a zany kind of way.
The characters are cardboardy and unbelievable. Stross is certainly clever, and his ideas are interesting. That’s not enough to propel an ‘inter-generational saga’ or whatever crap the jacket blurb described.
The aforementioned interesting ideas are mostly
And while Stross is capable of being very funny, the humor in Accelerando is heavy-handed. In the future, for instance, people are still making jokes about Nigerian email scams. It lacks the effortless wit that made Singularity Sky (Ace) such a delight. It was hard to force myself to finish reading it, and I have to admit that I skimmed the last thirty or so pages.
In summation: read something else.
The last 300 pages are more technology chatter but now said chatter comes straight, and raw, from the writer's imagination and it gets worse and worse, think miniaturization plus space travel, as he seems not to know where he wants to take the story.
If anything the books explores a little bit into the post-scarcity economics issue, but that doesn't make the book as a whole any better.
Manfred Macx travels the globe and stays in swank hotels without any money whatsoever because he's given anything he wants by everyone in the world. Why? He's an idea man
I was constantly reminded of Arthur C. Clarke's Third Law, "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." Yet the author made a valiant attempt to explain or give a sense of the underpinnings of all the magic taking place.
As a novel, it doesn't have the motive force to make it a page-turner. The sheer volume of information and imagination works against it. I also felt that some of the ideas and occurrences were not coherently conceived and seemed arbitrarily thrown together. But I suppose the apparent incoherence is the way a complex and rapidly changing future might look to someone living through it.
There is a touch of what I would call "Heinleinian group solipsism": key characters find their own personal conflicts more interesting than the wonders being forcefully presented to them by their universe.
Though it wasn't an easy read, I'm glad I made it all the way through. Like Stapledon's "Last and First Men", the book deserves a round of applause for its audacity and scope.
This vision of the Singularity is far more detailed and plausible than Ray Kurzweil's nebulous and (I think) overoptimistic "Rapture of the Geeks". I thank Mr. Stross for that.
Madly inventive, but these portions are not much more coherent in a single serving than they were spread out across several years of
Einstein places hard limits on the stories an author can tell about the exploration of the galaxy; humans are too puny and too ephemeral to inhabit stories that span star systems.
Stross side-steps the problem by having his characters sail to the stars as computer downloads aboard a can-sized starship, capable of high g's and tiny payload mass.
But once the characters are computer simulations of themselves, it becomes increasingly hard to take their adventures seriously.
I then realized, however that, "rebootable software emulations of real characters" is actually a pretty good definition of the entire enterprise of "fiction".
I humbly propose an alternate explanation: it's the point in time after
From then onwards, I was reading on autopilot... the author is good at describing mega-homungous-hyper-concepts and has surely a good grasp of a large number of scientific fields, a vast arrays of memes and is happy to throw in-jokes at his Slashdot crowd... problem is, when things get really really very advanced, life and death stop to have meaning, reality can be bent at will and everything (and everyone) is a virtual machine running some sort of simulation sofware, possibly on a stack of other virtual machines simulating everything above and below every layer of reality....
Who cares?
Not me. I suppose that The Culture could be considered post-singularity, but -maybe by injecting a good dose of Good Old Space Opera tropes, Banks succeeds in keeping me interested in his characters and plots. Or at least it does most of the time.
Yeah. I wasn't thrilled very quickly and I plodded along in the hopes that things got better. I hated the characters to whom we were introduced. The rapid-fire high vocabulary became tiresome after a few instances. I did learn a few new words throughout the barrage, so it wasn't a futile endeavor. I understand that those passages were meant to show how on-the-ball and superior Manny was, but I can be reminded that I'm dumb only so often in my leisure reading before I surrender and venture forth in search of windows to lick.
I was thrilled when Stross took a page out of Asimov's Foundation series and leaped forward a generation because I hoped I would like this new protagonist. Nope. Add on heaps and heaps of politicking and a brief nod to the question of what makes a person and I just clicked the page bumper on my Kindle hoping it would get better eventually.
It didn't. At least for me. More characters I couldn't stand (and some who would simply disappear without a trace!), more situations I couldn't bother to ponder, and more apathy toward the conclusion. I couldn't even muster enthusiasm for the threat of the explosive annihilation of the Macx family at one point.
So maybe I'm not a hard sci-fi fan. Eh, it happens. I'm not going to hold it against Stross because he still comes highly recommended and did I mention I loved the shit out of A Colder War? On to The Atrocity Archives for redemption.
The ending - in a work that goes to the far future, is ambiguous but I have yet to read any that works well. C'est la vie. Worth the price of admission if you are curious and enjoy running with great ideas.
I enjoyed it, though. The plot is a little bit bumpy in a couple of spots - the book is apparently a number of shorter stories bolted together and tightened up until they squeak - but it's about as far-reaching as it gets, arcing from near-present to beyond singularity, each thing building on the previous in a logical enough way that soon enough adds up to a post-singularity Frankenstein, and it's going to take more than a mob with pitchforks and torches to sort this one out.
Well worth the time and effort.
The story centers around the tipping point in human history where people's concsiences are uploaded and run on the increasingly large scale of computing power created out of all the dead matter in the universe. Entire planets are dismantled to create processors to run the collective of what was once mankind. Schisms develop between humans who don't want to be uploaded, the next generation of post-humans who have never known a physical body, explorers (and explorer copies), and weird outer planet colonists.
This novel has the hardest concepts to try and distill in a few hundred words, bottom line is: Read Accelerando. It is science fiction at it's best, it's most confusing, it's funniest, this novel has it all!
Warning: I wouldn't recommend this book as someone's fist SF read, as with many genre works the standard tropes are assumed. But if you liked
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Fixup novel about the Singularity and its aftermath. Three generations of the Macx family deal with the consequences of ever-accelerating technological change. Enormous fun, and stuffed with ideas, but *so* stuffed with ideas that you need your wits about you when reading it.
Note to self -- stop doing first-time reads of Charlie's books on long haul flights, they interact strangely with jet lag. And the Laundryverse will probably *really* not mix well with jet lag...
Fast paced, modern writing without offending, and just a gripping story.
If you read any Charles Stross this has to be the book.
Highly recommended!