The Ministry for the Future

This is it. The final big KSR novel. I dreaded starting it, to be honest. Yet another climate book: don't we know that story? His two previous ones were letdowns: New York 2140 was okay, but ultimately transparent, and Red Moon even formulaic: Stan seemed to have run out of steam.

I think Robinson's decision to stop writing long novels liberated him. And so his final big one is both a synthesis and a departure, and most importantly: totally unapologetic KSR, and a feast as such. It's also a paradox, a book that is "desperate and hopeful in equal measure", as the dust jacket has it.

Some might think it not enough of a novel - a long essay perhaps. Some might think it boring, or preachy. I think none of that applies. I think it's brave, fast-paced, and subdued. It's a story for sure, and it builds on the legacy of that other great science fiction novel: 1930s Last and First Men by Olaf Stapledon. I loved The Ministry for the Future.

The only criticism I can muster might be that Robinson's hope might be non-sequiturish, so to say. Aren't we doomed anyway? Who knows? Who will tell? "There are many realities on a planet this big."

In the remainder of this review - about 3000 words - I will elaborate on all of the above, backed up by quite a few fragments from various recent interviews with KSR. It's a joy to have a writer being so open & explicit about his thought process.

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