Fifty Degrees Below
Copyright 2005 by
Kim Stanley Robinson
I first read this on the 11th June 2006.
In which nothing much happens even though the world is going to hell
in a handbasket. Hold on, that's not entirely true - some massive
efforts are made, but mainly by countries in Europe and Asia.
Following the flooding of Washington, Frank is moves into a
tree house in the Rock Tree Park, improving his work-life
balance.
Meantime, he's working with his boss Diane, head of the National
Science Agency, trying to save the world from the catastrophic climate
collapse, and trying to work out if he should date her rather than
wait for his mysterious and magical Caroline.
Charlie, Anne and Joe Quibler continue their friendship with the
Kambalung monks and watch the Khembala sink beneath the waves, as global water levels
rise ever higher.
Phil Chase decides to run for President.
This is the second in the "Catastrophe" trilogy, following
"Forty Signs Of Rain".
Let me be quite clear: Kim's writing is superbly vibrant and effective, with
brilliant observations of life in both the real world and the inner worlds of
the protagonists. It's actually quite wonderful the way one gets lifted up and
carried by his writing.
But there is something increasingly strange about his novels. I believe
they are increasingly moving into an odd American
middleclass genre where all the protagonists are
rich and healthy citizens, and where everything is subsumed in a benevolent,
feel-good ambience and where the every problem can be solved by a little more
networking and perhaps an extra ten minutes in the gym in the morning.
Or my God, do some people actually live like this? I want in.
Beautifully written, but not quite my style.
Loaded on the 15th July 2006.
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