Au 26ème siècle, l'humanité s'est répandue à travers la galaxie. Le Protectorat des Nations unies maintient une poigne de fer sur les nouveaux mondes, avec l'aide de ses troupes d'élite : les Corps diplomatiques.
La technologie a apporté ce que la religion ne pouvait garantir ; quand votre conscience peut être stockée dans une pile corticale et téléchargée dans un nouveau corps, même la mort n'est plus qu'un dérangement mineur. Tant que vous avez les moyens de payer...
L'ex-Diplo Takeshi Kovacs avait déjà été tué, avant ; mais sa dernière mort en date a été particulièrement brutale. Injecté à travers des années-lumière, il est réenveloppé dans un corps à San Francisco, sur la Vieille Terre, à la demande d'un riche magnat qui souhaite élucider sa propre mort. La police a conclu à un suicide. Mais pourquoi se serait-il suicidé alors qu'il sauvegardait son esprit tous les jours, certain …
Au 26ème siècle, l'humanité s'est répandue à travers la galaxie. Le Protectorat des Nations unies maintient une poigne de fer sur les nouveaux mondes, avec l'aide de ses troupes d'élite : les Corps diplomatiques.
La technologie a apporté ce que la religion ne pouvait garantir ; quand votre conscience peut être stockée dans une pile corticale et téléchargée dans un nouveau corps, même la mort n'est plus qu'un dérangement mineur. Tant que vous avez les moyens de payer...
L'ex-Diplo Takeshi Kovacs avait déjà été tué, avant ; mais sa dernière mort en date a été particulièrement brutale. Injecté à travers des années-lumière, il est réenveloppé dans un corps à San Francisco, sur la Vieille Terre, à la demande d'un riche magnat qui souhaite élucider sa propre mort. La police a conclu à un suicide. Mais pourquoi se serait-il suicidé alors qu'il sauvegardait son esprit tous les jours, certain de revenir parmi les vivants ?
Balancé au centre d'une conspiration vicieuse, Kovacs réalise bientôt que la cartouche qui a troué sa poitrine sur Harlan n'était que le début de ses problèmes...
I really enjoyed this book. An hard-boiled, engaging story which aligns with the themes and the style of its genre, but succeeds at the same time in creating something really unique. Language is simple, straight to the point; explicit at times, but under no circumstances vulgar. A Dense, intricate plot, a crescendo of suspense.
I really enjoyed this book. An hard-boiled, engaging story which aligns with the themes and the style of its genre, but succeeds at the same time in creating something really unique. Language is simple, straight to the point; explicit at times, but under no circumstances vulgar. A Dense, intricate plot, a crescendo of suspense.
This was one of those "How have you not read this yet?" recommendations, and I'm glad for it, because this was excellent.
Lots of really good characters, an engrossing whodunit, and enough speculation of the costs of post-humanity to make me REALLY wish some of my friends had been reading this along with me.
This was one of those "How have you not read this yet?" recommendations, and I'm glad for it, because this was excellent.
Lots of really good characters, an engrossing whodunit, and enough speculation of the costs of post-humanity to make me REALLY wish some of my friends had been reading this along with me.
A fascinating SF world with a noirish detective feel and a labyrinthine plot taking full advantage of ubiquitous personality-upload tech peppered with a soupcon of ultra-violence.
Morgan writes one of the most stunning new SF books in some time, bringing us a noir thriller in an exotic yet frighteningly familiar future. The tone is firmly set not in the halls of Science Fiction, but in the legacy of 1930's hard-boiled crime fiction, full of plots, counterplots, seamy locales, seamier people, and above all, sex, violence, and death.
This is a world where no one dies for good, where bodies are cloned and personalities held in cortical "stacks" sleeved into them. A rich man "died" by apparent suicide, and when revived calls in a renowned offworld criminal to investigate. What Takeshi Kovacs finds are unhelpful cops, people and gangs out to hurt or kill him, bewildering events, lies everywhere, and dead bodies showing up around every corner. Every ally is a potential enemy, with the exception of the hotel he stays in.
After being chased, shot at, …
Morgan writes one of the most stunning new SF books in some time, bringing us a noir thriller in an exotic yet frighteningly familiar future. The tone is firmly set not in the halls of Science Fiction, but in the legacy of 1930's hard-boiled crime fiction, full of plots, counterplots, seamy locales, seamier people, and above all, sex, violence, and death.
This is a world where no one dies for good, where bodies are cloned and personalities held in cortical "stacks" sleeved into them. A rich man "died" by apparent suicide, and when revived calls in a renowned offworld criminal to investigate. What Takeshi Kovacs finds are unhelpful cops, people and gangs out to hurt or kill him, bewildering events, lies everywhere, and dead bodies showing up around every corner. Every ally is a potential enemy, with the exception of the hotel he stays in.
After being chased, shot at, beaten, burned, tortured, and nearly killed many times, he slowly realizes that behind it all is another of the ancient power players of the world, one with whom he has an old history. Only then Kovacs tries to get the upper hand, methodically manipulating events to a final showdown.
The perspective is gritty, hardened, and not a little bitter. Kovacs is an antihero more than willing to take whatever measures he feels are necessary, including killing - permanently. He is a seasoned Envoy, a long-time criminal (though just how is hazy), and has been through many bodies and many worlds. No one is particularly likable, but many are somehow sympathetic. The combination of hard crime thriller with many unique SF elements - Science Fiction, and San Fransisco - works well. The author has done a great job here.
There are deeper ideas floating around. What is death? What would revival mean for religion, for law enforcement, and for life in general? How would the elite change? Every member of the upper-class is distasteful or downright evil, seeing people as pawns and playtoys; to the author they have no redeeming social value. The epilogue is a little trite, but that's made up for by all the psychadelic dream sequences, Kovacs' dead buddy Jimmy De Soto giving him advice from time to time.
An engrossing book, with a very satisfying ending leaving more than enough room for sequels. If you don't mind seeing the very worst of humanity, and rather gratuitous sex at times, I highly recommend.
