The Algebraist by Iain M. Banks

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Iain M. Banks has established himself as one of the most highly regarded SF authors of the current generation. Unusually, he switches between genre and mainstream fiction (the latter under the name Iain Banks - without the M) and is equally successful at both. His SF books focus on a far distant future when mankind has spread across the galaxy. Most of them are set in the "Culture", a time of enormous wealth for all, managed by immensely powerful artificial intelligences.

The Algebraist is not a part of the Culture series, but it is still set in a galaxy-spanning future. Humanity and various alien races co-exist, using huge artificial wormholes to connect star systems. There has been a long history of inter-human conflict in which AIs have been banned. The action is set in one distant system which has been cut off from the rest of civilisation by the destruction of its wormhole in such a conflict, and can only be reconnected after a sub-light-speed fleet has spent centuries travelling from the nearest high-technology system. To add to their problems, the system is vulnerable to attack by dissident human cultures who are planning an invasion. A Jovian-type gas giant within the system is a home to the Dwellers, a galaxy-wide race which have been around for some ten billion years and who can individually live for up to two billion. They have no great interest in other races but permit occasional visits by human scholars.

One of these scholars is Fassin Taak, the hero of the novel. He is summarily recruited into the military/religious order which rules the system and sent to the gas giant to investigate an ancient rumour that the Dwellers know of other wormholes which could end their isolation. The action focuses mainly on Taak's adventures among the Dwellers, switching occasionally to other characters in the system, in the rescue fleet and in a dissident invasion fleet which are both racing towards the system.

Like all of Banks' books, The Algebraist is not really a page-turner. The pace is slow and deliberate and at over 500 pages of a rather small font, the book requires some dedication to read. I must confess that it took me quite a while to get into, but I stuck with it and eventually became so engrossed that I read the last third in one sitting.

The main point of interest in the story is the Dweller race, which lives in the atmosphere of gas giants. They are famously disorganised, appear to have no government, and normally use a relatively low level of technology. Banks makes them intriguing but perhaps too human-like in their attitudes and conversation; despite their vast age, strange habitat and decidedly non-human physical form I didn't find them as alien as I would have expected.

I found this book to be well worth reading, but while I admire Banks' works (with the exception of Feersum Endjinn, which I abandoned in irritation at the extensive use of an invented dialect) they never quite hit the bullseye with me. I'll still keep reading them, though.

(An extract from my SFF blog)
 
Algebraist is not my favorite of his stuff, but I really love the universe its set in and I wish he'd write more set there. Whereas the Culture is arguably a utopia created by the idealism of a young writer, the Algebraist's Mercatoria is the product of a more experienced realism. Both have their charm, but I think the latter could be explored just as equally as the former.

I was in the audience at Eastercon this year and I got to ask Banks if he plans for a sequel. Apparently he'd got quite far in planning for it, but then decided no...

Ho hum...
 
Yes, I had pretty mixed views on this one. I liked the setting, which with no offence to Ian Watson and the other good writers in the franchise, reminded me of Warhammer 40,000 for grown-ups, and I thought the individual species were well-written.

I didn't like the humour and the jokey tone of some of the writing, which put me off, especially the intentionally preposterous villain. Also, the balance of the book seemed a bit off: I came away wanting to know more about some aspects and less about others.

One interesting facet I noticed in myself and my friends: if you give an alien a human personality it starts to look like a human, no matter how weird it may be. The dwellers started off in my mind as something a bit like an axle and two wheels; then a stingray; then a whale, and finally an old major.

But yes, I enjoyed it. Not my favourite either, but not bad at all.
 
My favourite. I think I loved all the things Tobytwo didn't like. In my second reading I could envisage the dwellers as inflatable wheels and axles, rather than old majors. But it is definitely a book that polarises his fans (as did Use of Weapons).
 
The author has form for his jokes, especially over spaceship names (I still remember that giant intelligent Culture spaceship which named itself "Size Isn't Everything"). This time the flagship of the Summed Fleet was called "Mannlicher Carcano", which happens to be the popular name of the standard Italian infantry rifle in WW2 and, more relevantly perhaps, was the type of rifle used to assassinate President Kennedy.

Personally, I enjoy that kind of humour.
 
I love the Culture stories but I'd be bored to tears if that's all he did. I find his sense of humor one of the strengths that appear throughout his works. I think of it as wry Scottish wit. I thought the cloud dwellers were entertaining and, as it turns out, pivotal to the success of the tale.
 
I liked it especially the Dwellers (and like many had a hard time picturing them in my head), perhaps not as much as The Culture Universe, but then i think Clovis-Man hit the nail on the head, it gives his books a range and does not exhaust the Culture Series. SO i welcome his books that are not Culture as it preserves the Culture Series' excellency!
 
Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but I thought the Dwellers had exactly the demeanor of Socrates in Plato's dialogues--sort of very gregarious and pretending to be somewhat dumber than they really are.
 
This book is still in my list of books yet to read.
 
Then best not dwell on it for too long, Rodders, or you may get to see unwelcome spoilers. :rolleyes:


I enjoyed most of The Algebraist, although as mentioned by Toby-Two, the bad guy would have seemed ludicrous even in an 19th century opera.
 
I think Luciferous is intentionally as absurdist as the Dwellers. The book's message (though not the plot) hinges on that hilarious scene where they finally meet up. I won't say anymore for Rodder's sake.
 
One interesting facet I noticed in myself and my friends: if you give an alien a human personality it starts to look like a human, no matter how weird it may be.

I do feel that way as well especially with the Chelgrains in Look to Windward, starting from the first moving scene of Major Quilan and his wife under attack, and of course the brilliant composer Mahrai Ziller (did Banks have Mahler in mind when he made up that name?) who composed a grand final sublime symphony but looks like a giant hairy monster walking on 3 legs with 6 claws on each front paws (no doubt it's a plus to play piano). However I got on with it fine and enjoyed the book very much.

I liked two non-Culture books I've read: Against a Dark Background and Feersum Endjinn. The Algebraist will be my next Banks to read.
 
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The algebraist was my first Banks and I was blown away by the sheer scope of the book - in fairness this was when I was just coming back into reading from a (very) long gap and I simply did not have experience of the modern space opera style of book. Prior to that we are talking Asimov, Heinlein, Dick, Clarke etc. all brilliant and whilst Heinlien did get close to the modern space opera with things like Time Enough for Love (is that right? its been a long time). These huge scope space operas like Banks, Reynolds, Asher, Hamilton do seem to be a very new thing.

I have to say I loved it and went on to read everything he has written (at least in SF).

(Interesting I think all those "modern" authors I mentioned are Brits and all the "older" ones are not. Am I right?).
 
(Interesting I think all those "modern" authors I mentioned are Brits and all the "older" ones are not. Am I right?).

That would be affirmative, Vertigo. I guess that generation of Brits immersed themselves in lots of Asimov and Dick. I'd venture an even greater influence would be Herbert's Dune, for sheer size and cultural depth anyway.

Though BBC's Blake's Seven was probably the greatest influence of all!
 
Oh dear - I'm not sure I ought to admit to even rembering Blake's Seven never mind watching it!!!!

However it is interesting that most (though not all) of the SF authors I am reading at the moment are Brits. This was not a conscious thing, just seems to have turned out that way.
 
:(

Please say that that's not true.*



(I'm willing to beg.)

No Teddy bear should ever prostrate themselves. You guys are like the Spartans of Toyland. Or something.

But seriously, I actually do think there's a case to be made for that. A dark, conspiratorial universe, distrustful, near-sociopathic characters--take away the cheap sets and you've got the Algebraist's Grand Uncle!

*Ironically, this is the last sentence Avon says to Blake in the Last Episode, or thereabouts. Sorry to break that to you.
 
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Like all of Banks' books, The Algebraist is not really a page-turner. The pace is slow and deliberate and at over 500 pages of a rather small font, the book requires some dedication to read. I must confess that it took me quite a while to get into, but I stuck with it and eventually became so engrossed that I read the last third in one sitting.

The main point of interest in the story is the Dweller race, which lives in the atmosphere of gas giants. They are famously disorganised, appear to have no government, and normally use a relatively low level of technology. Banks makes them intriguing but perhaps too human-like in their attitudes and conversation; despite their vast age, strange habitat and decidedly non-human physical form I didn't find them as alien as I would have expected.

I found this book to be well worth reading, but while I admire Banks' works (with the exception of Feersum Endjinn, which I abandoned in irritation at the extensive use of an invented dialect) they never quite hit the bullseye with me. I'll still keep reading them, though.

(An extract from my SFF blog)

I loved The Algabraist and absolutely adored Feersum Endjinn. IMB hits me where my soul lives.

I do feel that TA takes a bit to get going - a somewhat leisurely set up, the first 50-100 pages move along with the Banksian verve of some of his other novels - but once it's up to speed I found TA gripping...in fact, the concluding chapters are very much page turners for me. I think I stayed up til 3am to finish it. I also suspect that the Dwellers are a lot less "human" than they appear at first glance. Chances are a realistic gas giant alien would be incomprehensible to us and we to them...but that would make for a much shorter (and very different) story.

I know IMB is famously allergic to sequels, series and trilogies, but I would love to see him revisit this universe in a future book. I know he's said he will not (such a tease, admitting the TA reads like the first installment of a trilogy), but I wish he would write another. And I'd like another novel set in the Transition universe while he's at it too, please. It will probably never happen, as Banksy is too in love with his Culture universe to spend much time outside it.

Being a Yank, I'm completely innocent of Blake's Seven. It was one of those things I always intended to catch up with and never did.
 

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