I found it to be a slight turn-off, but if what you say is true, I'm more inclined to give Stephenson's other work more attention.
Is it Gene Wilder doing a front flip in his first scene in Willie Wonka so you never quite trust him again?
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You know, speaking for a friend.
1) A clever if superficial name,
2) A dumb name because it's too obvious,
3) A clever name because it's satirizing the dumb choice of an obvious name,
4) A dumb name because the satire is also transparent...
Basically it only works on odd "Yomi layers" (see http://www.sirlin.net/ptw-book/7-spies-of-the-mind).
The rest of the book perfectly straddles the "haha-only-serious" line so I guess it's in keeping.
Isn't that a post-rationalisation? Was anyone saying that at the time?
Bud (Nell's father) is the prototypical cyberpunk character. And he's literally killed off by the events of that chapter. He plays no role in Nell's life, he's never brought up again, it's Stephenson saying this novel is literally post-cyberpunk.
Snow Crash, despite being a train-wreck in terms of narrative cohesion, plotting, and basically every other measure of fiction as a craft, is just about perfect mind-candy. I reread it about two years ago, and it was almost as good as the first time.
Later work like Anathem, I think, starts showing him as a mature author[1], finally paying as much attention to the craft of writing as the ideas.
Diamond Age... I dunno. Certainly had its moments, and the exploration of 90s-era anarcho-capitalist crypto-anarchy themes was solid, but it really didn't grab me that much. The writing was less uneven than Snow Crash, but a lot of the crazy brilliance was missing.
[1] Still flunking Fictional Narrative Endings 101, but apparently that's intentional.
How is that intentional, I’m curious? I love his books but I hate hate hate HATE how he can’t ever finish one properly. I just went through seveneves and decided that maybe I really had enough of his endings.
I don't think I'm ever going to re-read it.
But REAMDE and Seveneves were just terribly disappointing and a huge letdown to me. They both seemed shallow and flat compared to the depth of story in his other books.
I don't think I can think of any other author whose books I both adore and loathe.
I don't know. If you are the last remnants of a great civilization, I can see that being elevated to the point of religion or near religion, which can help things persist for quite a long time, since it's longevity is no longer based on logic.
Realistic or not they had thousands of years more freedom than the Diggers.
For the vast majority of our history, humans have lived far worse off than now. Sure, it's easy to tell yourself they were happy living in a simpler time in and some cases a tropical paradise, but losing most your siblings in early childhood and passing away yourself at the old age of 32 because you scraped your leg and tf got infected doesn't sound all that great to me.
That said, people of the past probably were happy. Happiness at your condition and situation seems to be highly relative. To us, it looks like a horrible punishment, but to them, it's just life, and losing your friends and family to illness and accident was likely as accepted as the fact today that you'll at some point die of old age.
THEY HAD NO SKY. They had no future but theory...
I'm not trying to convince you. I'm just saying: it was traumatizing to me.
Also we're only getting Kathree's view into things too so who's to say how accurate the strict caricatures actually are?
Seveneves was pretty good for about half the book. Then illogical events happened that culminated in "and then a miracle (really multiple miracles) happened" which really stretched my suspension of disbelief for the last part.
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It was, for lack of a better description, a callous novel.