It took me almost three months to read this book.
The little page counter/timer on my Kindle claimed that I should have been able to read the entire book in just about three hours, but even when using the audio read-a-loud feature, I never made it more than a few pages at a time without falling asleep.
Okay, I was reading in bed, sometimes lying on the sofa in the late afternoon.
It’s easy to see why Arthur C. Clarke is considered a visionary, one of the standards to whom subsequent science fiction authors have been compared to ever since. From what I know, Earthlight is not considered one of Arthur C. Clarke’s best novels, but it’s still a very forward thinking book. At least it is technologically. Mr. Clarke imagines a realistic future featuring a colonized solar system. Humans have moved on from the earth to large settlements on the moon and Mars along with several other smaller colonies on various moons throughout the solar system.
Things have reached a point where the colonies have begun to rebel against their home planet much like American colonies rebelled against England.
It’s all very well thought out, very feasible. Earthlight is what’s known as hard science fiction, based on real science, focused on technology and what future technology might include. In spite of my sleepy reaction to the book, Mr. Clarke is good with plot and with characterization. I also really liked the central image of the book, that of the earth in various phases sitting in the moon’s sky. What it would be like to live your entire life with the blue earth as the thing you see in the sky at night, is an interesting question.
What I have a problem with is that in Mr. Clarke’s future not a single woman is capable of working on the moon. Not only women, but every man who’s neither white nor heterosexual. What is that about?
I understand that Mr. Clarke wrote Earthlight in 1955 but seriously. You can imagine life on the moon but not a woman capable of working in the observatory there. Even if women can’t work on the moon, if there’s a colony there, surely some of the men will be married with children. They’re all straight, right.
I’m a little tired of granting people leeway just because they come from a time and culture other than our own. If someone who writes about the future is to be considered visionary, it’s not too much to expect that their vision include social progress along with technical progress. And if you want to give an author credit for creating a world, you have to prove the existence of at least one fully realized female character in their work. Yes, I’m talking about Mr. Tolkien. The most emotionally complex female character he ever created was a giant spider.
That’s right. I said it.
End of rant.
I first ran this review on my old blog, Ready When You Are, C.B., a few years back, but I still stand by my little rant. Since I’ve been focused on science fiction this past week or so, it’s been clear that the above rant is right on.