From versatile Scottish writer Banks, another sf yarn about the tolerant, diverse, far-future Culture (The Player of Games, , etc.). Set in the remote future, Banks’s (Feersum Endjinn) latest novel mounts a galactic-scale space opera, or, to be more exact, a space opera buffa. The Culture, a. Joining me for this review of the fourth book in Iain M. Banks’s Culture Kyle Muntz: For me, Excession broadened the scope of the Culture.
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As he got to the others, the strain on the trapped drag line – still being pulled by the winch engine – proved too much. The suit was without weaponry, its systems quiet but doubtless already taken over; the man was in shock and under fierce chemical sedation from the suit’s medical unit. Excession is an excellent read, well worth anybody’s time, but for the moment my favorite Culture book is still The Player of Games. It rolled; literally, physically, in mid-air.
It concentrated its senses backwards. He flinched and dodged to one side, nearly falling off the seat, as a harpoon sailed by to his left, narrowly missing him.
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Don’t feel quite right, either. The steel hawser parted somewhere down inside the bowl of mist with a noise like a shot. You spend an enormous amount of time in contact with the Minds, in this book, instead of with the human or humanoid members of the Culture, which excesion really interesting, especially coming after reading Use of Weapons and Consider Phlebas, where it’s the other end of things.
Civilisations like the Ban,s who see the excession as an opportunity to show the Cultre that they aren’t to be pushed around anymore, or treated like pets to be ‘trained’ in the ‘correct’ behaviours. It’s somewhat all over the place, but still recommended. The drone knew it was ecession, its electronic mind was probably under effector incursion but too damn stupid even to know it and so gibbering as a side effect, but it couldn’t stop itself.
What it had discovered was an inflating shell of debris, drifting after it at a tenth of its speed. But he takes us further than communication between the great ship-minds and into abnks minds of Eccentric ships and Pseudo-Eccentric ships and Traitor ships and Warships.
It was his brain’s indifference to the fact he was suffocating. The gun exploded, tearing the suit and the human it contained apart. Anyway, I don’t know how to talk about Excession, really.
Genar-Hofoen nodded, staring at the surface of the table. A matrix of excessio flashed into its consciousness. Description The fifth Culture book from the awesome imagination of Iain M. Where, of course, it would remain the ship’s.
Apr 03, Stuart rated it liked it Shelves: The international sensation Iain M. I see you are currently one of our ambassadors to that childishly cruel band of upstart ruffians known as the Affront; I have the unhappy feeling that while this may have been envisaged as a kind of subtle punishment for you, you will in fact have adapted with some relish to the environment if not the task, which I assume you will dispatch with your usual mixture of off-handed carelessness and casual self-interest.
The ship’s inertial field wobbled uncertainly, then drew steady and settled again. It glanced at Dajeil, who was looking surprised.
And Mind’s avatars can have sex! And we suffered, too. If you’re not a Ecxession fan, however, stay away. The story of what Banks refers to as an ‘Outside Context Problem’ — something unexpected; something a civilisation can’t, by definition, plan for; something that will likely end up destroying them if they react incorrectly to it. No, it is believed its integrity is intact. The drone ignored the backward tug of the ship’s reoriented gravity and slammed against the ceiling, skidding along it for half a metre while producing a cone-shaped field immediately behind it.
Is it possible to fall in love with a Mind? It was starting to make sense now. But then, as she knew too well, the more fondly we imagine something will last forever, the more ephemeral it often proves to be. To ask other readers questions about Excession bansk, please sign up. It opened its wings and flew away on an involute course. After his first three mainstream novels his publishers agreed to publish his first SF novel, Consider Phlebas.
You just wasted my ship and all my friends and comrades and you call me harsh. The plans the ship had made, of which it was exdession an important part, could only anticipate so much, only allow for so proportionally greater edcession technical capability on the part of the attacker.
Of course Banks can’t resist naming things in a way that should tell us more about the thing than we originally believe. Genar-Hofoen scratched his head and muttered something to the suit. An “excession,” in Banks’ parlance, is something that What sort of gift can you get for the Culture that has everything?
The drone had already scanned the suit and knew the suit was empty and unarmed; it went straight through it, leaving it flapping halved against floor and ceiling like a collapsed balloon. Genar-Hofoen floated within the shower, buffeted from all sides by the streams of water. The nearest star – fourteen standard light months away – was called Esperi, an old red giant which had long since swallowed up its complement of inner planets and bahks insubstantial orb of gases now glowed dully upon a couple of distant, icy worlds and a distant cloud of comet nuclei.
From the corner of one excwssion, Genar-Hofoen watched one of Fivetide’s limbs begin to flip towards him.
Banks returns with Excessionthe fifth following installment in the series, with a story of grand scope and imagination; a space opera that takes us deep into the unknown of the galaxy – revealing wonders and dimensions through its vastness – but also into an epic adventure of conspiracy and war, paranoia and cruelty, and love and betrayal, using his scientificall 8.
Nor was it the witty banter between Minds and meat—there was in fact not as much of such banter as I’d have liked.