Finished reading: Death’s End by Cixin Liu, Translated by Ken Liu 📚
I laugh gently at my past self, musing that this volume, based on its title, might have a less bleak universe-view.
Reader, it does not.
In fact, that’s the thing I liked least about this whole trilogy, the dark view of the universe, of sentience. The idea that every species that develops intelligence and advances to the point of thinking about space travel and the idea of possibly communicating with other intelligent species; that they would all have a xenocidal1 instinct. Have it, and routinely, casually act on it, by wiping out the star systems of other species they detect.
I’m not saying it couldn’t be so. As one explanation for the Fermi paradox it’s exactly that: one explanation. But it’s just too fuckin bleak for my tastes.
Otherwise, this story, and the trilogy as a whole, is jam-packed with ideas, stuff about relativity, higher and lower dimensions, all sorts of good hard-SF stuff. The characters are kind of blank, undeveloped: I don’t think they’ll be sticking in my memory. But I enjoyed it overall.
Apart from when I was annoyed/disturbed/upset by the dark forest idea.
Your central idea: I do not like it.
Books 2024, 23
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The word is Orson Scott Card’s invention, but/and it’s a good one. ↩︎