The Sea Lady - H.G. Wells
Starts out pretty dry (pun unintended), with too much focus on social satire, favouring narration over dialogue and seemingly irrelevant scenarios. Too many characters are introduced at once with similar names, and it can be a little hard to keep track.
The second half really won me over though. More attention is given to the Sea Lady and her motives become more apparent. Some of her talk, addressing mortality from her immortal perspective and criticising the things humans waste their lives on, is compelling. Stakes crank up and some of the conversations surrounding the absurdity of the climactic scenario had me chortling aloud.
The ending pages see Wells indulging more in the parts of him I love: dark wit, profound speeches, and descriptive but cleanly constructed prose.
3.75/5
The Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
I could nitpick, but I won't. This is bleak, dense and depressing, yet not without a strand of optimism. A very sad and weighty story with a powerful ending.
4.5/5
The Demolished Man - Alfred Bester
This was my second read, and some of the flaws have become more apparent, knocking it down quite a bit (I had it at a 5!). But
The Demolished Man is still a great read and I prefer it to Bester's
The Stars, My Destination, even though I would say the latter is a greater accomplishment as a piece of science fiction (the world-building in that is unmatched).
Demolished is smaller scale, but I find the lead anti-hero more compelling, and in general, it is a rare example of a character-driven story within a genre known for lacking substance.
I love the mad pace of it, the cat and mouse shenanigans set amidst a psychic-dominated future, where every thought is laid bare. When you boil it down, it's just a fun murder/mystery thriller set amongst a creatively realised sci-fi world, and the surreal off-the-wall presentation of the conclusion is icing. There's a cherry as well though - the cherry is Bester's unique writing voice and bizarre use of text formatting. Simply put, there's just nothing like it, and that alone makes it a worthy read, even if some elements don't totally hold up.
3.75/5
And a couple of short stories by
Clifford D. Simak:
The Whistling Well
"The land was ancient. It had stood and watched and waited as ages swept over it, like cloud shadows passing across the land. Since time immemorial, it had stood sentinel above the river and had noted all that had come to pass."
Classic pastoral Simak. Slow-paced but beautifully written. Loosely fantastic, this is relatively grounded but an otherworldly atmosphere is cleverly conveyed, despite the naturalistic setting. There are some faintly Lovecraftian vibes in the final third, before Simak swaps horror for sentiment. As usual, he is more explicit than he needs to be, but thankfully not enough to mar this otherwise exceptional story.
4.25/5
The Marathon Photograph
"There was nothing much to see. It was rather horrible, of course, but the body, the man reduced by the absence of life, was so small and insignificant that it had little impact. Balanced against the brawling stream, the sweeping extent of birch and pine, the deep silence of the wilderness, the fact of human death cancelled out to very little."
Novelette. A quiet, pastoral sci-fi mystery with smatterings of
Way Station. Nicely written, good atmosphere. Simak eventually gives a big exposition dump through dialogue, informing us of many things that feel somewhat tangential and perhaps best left a mystery. Nevertheless, the narrative does get back on track (bridged by a curiously cerebral scene, seemingly implying some kind of soul-rape), and things are left on a fairly dark and poignant note. A little messy overall perhaps, but I liked it. I have a feeling I would gain more of an appreciation for it on rereads.
4/5