34. The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin (1969) 256 p.
This is not really a novel. Rather, it’s an example of science fiction being used to explore various ideas about society, politics, and most especially gender. It does all of this quite well, but unfortunately falls flat in the story-telling part.
The Left Hand of Darkness is set on the world of Gethen, a planet that is semi-arctic even at the height of summer, and the inhabitants of which are hermaphrodites. For a brief period of each month they enter a sexual phase in which they can become either male or female, and either bear or sire children. For the rest of the month they are sexless. The people of this world are essentially of a single gender, and Le Guin spends most of the book examining how this would affect culture: a lack of aggression and nationalism, strange concepts of shame and honour, different technological processes and religions etc.
The story involves an envoy being sent from Earth to invite Gethen to join an interplanetary federation, but it is here that the book fails. The story is clearly a mere vehicle to examine the world, and nothing more than that. While Le Guin is certainly a masterful world-builder (and gets extra points for creating an alien planet with multiple nations on it), the story lacks any flair or excitement, even as the narrator goes through a war zone or is sent to a prison camp. In fact, I was very much reminded of the feeling I had throughout A Wizard of Earthsea, which was one of mild boredom. Occassionally the chapters are intersparsed with self-contained Gethenian folk tales or legends, and these were somewhat more interesting than the rest of the book; Le Guin’s strength is certainly fantasy rather than sci-fi. Overall, this book was a dull disappointment, and not reccomended.
Books: 34/50
Pages: 10, 645
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August 11, 2008 at 12:57 am
chris
if science fiction was an object you would fuck it
August 11, 2008 at 1:03 am
grubstreethack
gee i’m sorry i only have to WRITE A FUCKING DISSERTATION ON IT THIS SEMESTER
August 11, 2008 at 1:06 pm
chris
right in the ass
August 11, 2008 at 2:22 pm
sunrise089
Ouch – So you’ve now rejected ALL of the classic sci-fi works?
August 11, 2008 at 2:22 pm
sunrise089
Make that “sci-fi writers”
August 11, 2008 at 2:49 pm
grubstreethack
Clarke is okay, just not particularly exciting. Heinlein is also slightly tolerable as long as you stick to his juveniles and tune out the force-fed political messages and misogyny. And I haven’t tried Asimov yet.
Maybe it’s just because I’m as susceptible to being an indie-scene hipster as much as every other teenager, but I think John Varley is better than any of the “classic” sci-fi writers. The Golden Globe was one of the best books I ever read.
August 12, 2008 at 8:06 am
sunrise089
I’ve been reading a lot of the Niven/Pournelle stuff lately and been very happy.