
"The year is 2021, and the human race is - quite literally - coming to an end. Since 1995 no babies have been born, because in that year all males unexpectedly became infertile. Great Britain is ruled by a dictator, and the population is inexorably growing older. Theodore Faron, Oxford historian and, incidentally, cousin of the all-powerful Warden of England, watches in growing despair as society gradually crumbles around him, giving way to strange faiths and cruelties: prison camps, mass organized euthanasia, roving bands of thugs. Then, suddenly, Faron is drawn into the plans of an unlikely group of revolutionaries. His passivity is shattered, and the action begins." "The Children of Men will surprise - and enthrall - P.D. James fans. Written with the same rich blend of keen characterization, narrative drive and suspense as her great detective stories, it engages powerfully with new themes: conflicts of loyalty and duty, the corruption of power, redemption through love. Ingenious, original, irresistibly readable, it confirms once again P.D. James's standing as a major novelist."--Jacket.
Can anyone recommend sci-fi that doesn't do this, but instead tries to predict the future/near future and present a realistic vision of things, even if it's not precisely what the author hopes would happen? The closest thing I can think of is Children of Men, which is unfortunately a bit too dystopian for me.
Then the author uses this knowledge to write a story about how the world will be in 2050, 2100, or 2500. Sci-fi that is merely fantasy with a veneer of spaceships and robots isn't what I'm looking for.
I didn't say anything about it being optimistic or pessimistic, just that most writers seem to inject their personal politics into their writing, which is a real distraction from the worldbuilding. Children of Men is particularly pessimistic, and I think anyone reading it would agree.
The author's name is a spoiler? Are you talking about P. D. James' The Children of Men?
Inherent Vice --- Thomas Pynchon
The Great and Secret Show --- Clive Barker
Jurassic Park --- Michael Crichton
The Mothman Prophecies --- John A. Keel (1)
The Wind in the Willows --- Kenneth Grahame
Ender's Game --- Orson Scott Card
All Quiet on the Western Front --- Erich Maria Remarque
The Drought --- J. G. Ballard
The Dead Father's Club --- Matt Harris
Children of Men --- P. D. James
The Islanders --- Pascal Garnier
Silence of the Lambs --- Thomas Harris
Inherit the Wind --- Jerome Lawrence & Robert E. Lee
The Butt --- Will Self
Inside Outside --- Philip Jose Farmer
The Panda Theory --- Pascal Garnier
Fanshaw --- Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Scarlet Letter --- Nathaniel Hawthorne
This Census-Taker --- China Mieville
The House of the Seven Gables --- Nathaniel Hawthorne
The A26 --- Pascal Garnier
The Blithedale Romance --- Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Weird --- Edited by Jeff VanderMeer & Ann VanderMeer (2)
Front Seat Passenger --- Pascal Garnier
Non-Fiction:
The Wealth of Networks --- Yochai Benkler
Field Notes from A Catastrophe --- Elizabeth Kolbert
What Ever Happened to Modernism? --- Gabriel Josipovici
Escape Velocity --- Mark Dery
What We See When We Read --- Peter Mendelsund
(1) Author described as non-fiction, publisher hedged bets and labelled in as such, supposedly.
(2) If only this book could be picked by Subterranean or Centipede press so it'd be a better printed and bound book than Tor ever seems to want to do.
I always recommend Ballard, even when not wanted. Relevant quote:
A story by J. G. Ballard, as you know, calls for people who don't
think. One begins with characters who regard the physical universe
as a mysterious and arbitrary place, and who would not dream of
trying to understand its actual laws. Furthermore, in order to be
the protagonist of a J.G. Ballard novel, or anything more than a
very minor character therein, you must have cut yourself off from
the entire body of scientific education. In this way, when the world
disaster — be it wind or water — comes upon you, you are under
absolutely no obligation to do anything about it but sit and worship
it. Even more further, some force has acted to remove from the face
of the world all people who might impose good sense or rational
behavior on you, so that the disaster proceeds unchecked and unopposed
except by the almost inevitable thumb-rule engineer type who for
his individual comfort builds a huge pyramid (without huge footings)
to resist high winds, or trains a herd of alligators and renegade
divers to help him out in dealing with deep water. Algis Budrys,
Galaxy magazine (December 1966)
I'd recommend Pascal Garnier for anyone who likes sickly dark humor + surrealism + noir + a kind of Ballardian-air. Also Pynchon. Hawthorne might be the stand-out this year, in the sense of his works' subtle, implicit ability to question the authorial mode, the nature of the text itself, and the instability of it.In non-fiction I'd recommend Dery's Escape Velocity; It's from the 90s but still deals too presciently with many of the issues around the near-religification of modern electronic technology. And Josipovici if you lean toward depressive jolts of existential anxiety (it deals mostly with the arts, but I think there's a broader life applicability).
The Children of Men by P D James
