Use of Weapons

Sorta hard to follow - the two streamed structure really had me confused about what was going on until I had some hindsight at the end. Most of the important bits of the story were not lost, but I wish I had a stronger idea of what was going on. The whole thing felt very dream-like. The Elethiomel reveal doesn't really fully justify it. I love all the drones and minds in the culture, regardless of how unhinged they are.

This book really does hit home on how immoral and sorta imperialistic special circumstances is. There is a fine line to be walked between imperialism and benevolent interference, and I feel like special circumstances always ends up on the side of spreading their ideology to everyone regardless of the means it takes to get there. I think beychae's notes on that near the middle are pertinent to that.

I likely will revisit this and read again - I feel like I took too long to read this so the beginning wasn't too fresh in my mind while I was finishing it.

Like, I know the ending is fairly meticulously set up but like why? He could just be the other zakalwe and the story would still work, maybe be better? Like, if it just was cheradenine and he was a bit more ruthless, it would land better; he'd have learned his horrific lessons about the Use of Weapons and applied them as opposed to always known them and been remorseful about it the whole book long? I get it's a well done twist but i feel like it's there for its own sake, and mainly undermines the meaning?

This is the second Culture novel I've read, the other being "Consider Phlebas".

I was a bit disappointed by the previous book's outside view of the Culture itself, which I had seen described in advance and was curious about. This novel similarly has primarily an outsider's perspective, but it still manages to give a better glimpse into what life in the Culture is like, with several interludes of luxurious post-scarcity hedonism, and an apparent near transcendence of aging and death.

The plot concerns the moral grey areas and hypocrisies of the Culture's interactions with other societies. They abhor violence themselves when confronted with it, but are not above employing a man like Zakalwe to wage war on their behalf, or abandon their allies on a whim in the wars they choose to fight. Yet they do so in order to prevent larger scale wars, and retard the growth of fascist movements that don't consider everybody in the Culture, and many outside it, to even be people.

I found the structure of the novel a bit confusing, especially initially. Alternating chapters follow two strands of Zakalwe's life, with one moving forward and one backward in time. They come to a head in a pair of chapters, and an epilogue, that reveal exactly the type of monster that the Culture has partnered with. The payoff is worth the confusion.