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Flashforward

I enjoyed the hard-science aspects of this book, despite its unusual number of typos (proof that even mainstream publishing needs line editing) and Sawyer’s penchant for callous heroes. I was lucky in that I’d never heard of the TV series (until I read some of the other reviews at Amazon) and so was not distracted by comparing the book to it.

By callous heroes, I mean the Japanese engineer’s decision to leave her dead child in the street (to the care of strangers) so she can get back to work. It was of a piece with the hero of Calculating God who decides that his spiritual enrichment justifies leaving his children to grow up without him. It’s really just Sawyer’s hell-bent determination to move his plot at whatever cost.

But the physics-philosophy of this tale—Is the future immutable? Is free will an illusion?—is worth the effort to overlook the flaws. Even the Canadian author’s usual digs at American gun ownership and lack of socialized medicine. When authors like Sawyer reach a certain peak of fame, not only does the editing of their books decline, but they feel free to push their politics. Pity that.

Calculating God

Or "Take Me To Your Paleontologist." This is a good read, not only because it gives some compelling scientific arguments for believing in G-d, but because it deftly shows the silliness of the ever-raging battle between creationists and evolutionists. Neither side is telling the whole truth. Each could benefit from a fair reading of the other. In any case…

Robert J. Sawyer is an easy-readin’ writer, but this one ain’t all smoothness. The ending is a bit disappointing. The main character suddenly turns into a family-deserting rat. I also got tired of the Up With Canada hoorah and the constant belittling of American health insurance. Barry should meet this guy. But I know the Canucks have their insecurities.

One gripping plot-point is when Betelgeuse goes supernova and Earth is threatened. It’s quickly resolved. (Read to find out how.) Then, an hour after finishing the book, I wander over to FoxNews and see a headline about the real Betelgeuse maybe getting ready to explode. Yipes. Quick Googling reassures me that, at six hundred light years away, a supernova there would just be a nice light show. Leaving me to wonder: aren’t SciFi writers supposed to be concerned with versimilitude? And Sawyer won a Nebula. To which book, The Terminal Experiment, I shall nevertheless venture next.