Ursula K.
LeGuin
Completed 12/25/2018,
Reviewed 12/26/2018
4 stars
I had
trouble rating this book. It’s a very
complex short novel, the third in the Hainish Cycle. It follows a man who has lost his
memory. It’s an interesting way to write
a story about a dystopian Earth, by following his journey across what’s left of
North America. We get to discover its
secrets and complexities through the main characters own discovery. It was very confusing at first, but slowly
came together, culminating in an exciting climax. I didn’t really enjoy it until the end, when
it all came together and made sense.
Then it blew my mind.

The
description of Earth as a dystopia is slowly revealed as he travels the country. I have to say it was a brilliant idea to
introduce us to the Earth of the future this way. But at the same time, it was confusing. However, it is also confusing to Falk, so it
was revealed to us the way he was experiencing it. He wasn’t the narrator, but the narration played
it out with the same ambiguity as Falk saw it.
It was also hard to be trusting in the story because Falk was warned not
to trust anyone or anything. Still, he
trusts one woman to journey with him, and even that relationship is tenuous.
When he gets
to Es Toch, he meets Orry, a young man who claims to have travelled with him
from a distant planet. I won’t go more
into the details of that plot point because it reveals too much. But I bring it up because I liked Orry. You get the sense he has Stockholm Syndrome,
and uses the Shing’s hallucinogenic drug to cope with his life over the past
six years. He’s young, naïve, and seems
to worship Falk. And even though he’s trusting
of the Shing, you feel like he’s the only one who seems authentic in this whole
city of illusions.
I give this
book four stars out of five. I toyed
with giving it three, but the ending clinched it for four. It’s a heart pounding reveal that had me
riveted. It helps to have read the
previous book, Planet of Exile, but it is not required. It just gives a little background for the
ending. It’s easy to see the progress of
Le Guin’s prose in these first three books of the Hainish Cycle and then makes
the dramatic leap to the brilliant Left Hand of Darkness a few years
later.
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