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by Gideon Marcus
Close to Home
Time was, science fiction meant space adventure. As far back as Burroughs, trips to Venus and Mars were commonplace, and by the '50s, authors routinely took us to the stars.
But while each week sees a new satellite launched toward the heavens, tremendous advances are taking place here on Earth, too. In just the last week, the news has been filled with some stunning achievements in the field of travel.
In the Air
For instance, the YF-12A interceptor, a Mach 3+ interceptor capable of flying at 100,000 feet, was just publicly unveiled. It's a beautiful, wicked-looking machine, and unlike the X-15 rocketplane, it's about to be an operational part of the Air Force's inventory.
With planes like the F-12, it's no wonder that this Mach 3 bomber, the B-70 Valkyrie, has been restricted to just two prototypes — fast as it is, it's not fast enough to evade modern interceptors! Still, it's a beautiful bird, and I think engineers will get useful data from flying it — if for nothing else, lessons to be learned for the upcoming Concorde trans-Atlantic passenger jet!
On Land
The new "Shinkansen" train, linking the cities of Tokyo and Osaka, may not be jet-propelled; nevertheless, the speed with which it whizzes across the Japanese countryside is certainly Jet Age. Now, one can travel between Japan's two principal cities in less than three hours.
I can't wait for Governor Brown to build one of these babies between Los Angeles and San Francisco!
At Sea
Operation Sea Orbit is coming to an end: the three nuclear-powered ships, CVAN Enterprise, CGN Long Beach, and DLGN Bainbridge circled the Earth without refueling, the first global showing of the flag since Teddy Roosevelt's "Great White Fleet".
Between the Navy's nuclear ships, the Air Force's atomic space drives, and the proliferation of nuclear power plants around the county, the latter 20th Century will definitely be the Age of the Atom!
And on Paper
With all this big news of Earthbound traveling, it's perhaps no surprise that Analog, the most read science fiction magazine has most of the stories of its October 1964 issue set on our planet.
by Robert Swanson
Inconstant Moon, by Joseph H. Jackson
Or, in the case of the science article, the Earth's closest neighbor. It has been speculated for some time that there may be some kind of vulcanism going on under the dead-seeming crust of the Moon. In support of that are the occasional observations by astronomers of new craters, of colored puffs of smoke, and other oddities.
There is something of a breathless quality to Jackson's piece, and the fact that it appears in Campbell's Analog makes it more suspect. In any event, it sure would have been nice if there were color pictures of these phenomena instead of the black and whites included in the article.
Three meteorites.
Sweet Dreams, Sweet Princes (Part 1 of 3), by Mack Reynolds
Author Reynolds is no stranger to the Eastern Bloc, having extensively traveled through it in the '50s (as well as many other parts of the world). It's no surprise, then, that his stories set in the nearish future, in which the Soviet Union has reached parity with the West, smack of plausibility if not inevitability.
Mack first projected the future with his African series starring Black American Homer Crawford, who goes to the continent to unify its northern portions. It's a flawed pair of books, but the political scene is well developed.
The subsequent series starring Joe Mauser, in which everyone is on the dole and corporate disputes are resolved by division-level mercenary engagements, is better. It may well be in the same universe, just further along in time.
The background is that the North America has evolved into a stratified society, employing "People's Capitalism" wherein all get a basic income and a supply of tranquilizers and television entertainment. Maybe a quarter of the populace is employed. Behind the Iron Curtain, the "Sov-World" has developed similarly, though the external trappings remain Marxist-Leninist.
Between them lie Common Europe, led by the ambitious French under The Gaulle, and the "Neut World", the underdeveloped fourth corner of the power square.
by Robert Swanson
Unlike the previous stories in this universe, we get a new protagonist, Etruscan Studies professor Denny Land, of the "Middle Middle" class. His enthusiasm for researching ancient combats gets him embroiled in the new gladiatorial games, which to his great surprise, he ends up winning. But when he tries to go back to teaching, he finds that his superior, a member of the 1% "Upper" caste, resents Land's fame and sends him on indefinite leave.
This leaves Land ripe to be recruited by the American government as a spy, providing cover for a mission to Spain to turn, kidnap, or eliminate a French professor whose recent invention could break the decades-long balance of power of the early 21st Century.
There is something compelling yet mechanical about Reynolds' writing — it always makes you want to turn the page, but it is never flashy or inspiring. His world building is fascinating, however.
I think, in the end, it merits four stars. I suspect the latter parts will fall into the standard three star zone, but we'll see.
The Mary Celeste Move, by Frank Herbert
by John Schoenherr
Do you remember that sense of trepidation when you first got on Ike's superhighway system? The panic you felt when you realized you had to navigate four lanes of traffic to get around?
Frank Herbert offers up this minor piece in which the freeway system has become something like the jet-speed expressways of Rick Raphael's Code Three universe. The problem at hand is that people are getting on, panicking, and deciding it's easier to resettle at the other end of the country than to risk the nerve racking trip home.
Two cars.
Flying Fish, by John T. Phillifent
by John Schoenherr
On a distant planet (this is the one off-planet story), humanity meets an alien race that tells us we are limited and incapable of advancing to their lofty level. This being an Analog story, of course it's the alien that's wrong — and limited, to boot — and anyway, if humanity has limits, those only make us better.
It's not a great story, and I rolled my eyes at the pivotal character, Captain Beefcake, being infinitely selfless and flawless (as proven mathematically by the protagonist!) Still, it's not poorly written, and I was about to give it three stars until I wrote the above and convinced myself out of it.
Two ubermenschen.
Professional Dilemma, by Leonard Lockhard
by Leo Summers
Lockhard (really attorney Thedore L. Thomas) has penned some interesting stories of the intersection of patent law and science fiction. This one is of the same subject matter but not the same quality — it rambles, it's not really SF, and it's conclusion is a ho hum.
Two trademarks.
Situation Unbearable, by Herbert Pembroke
by Michael Arndt
Our last story, by a brand-new author, begins with the premise of Brian Aldiss' recent novel, Greybeard. To wit, humanity's birth rate has declined to almost nothing, and nobody seems to know why. Well, almost nobody, but the one geneticist who might have a clue seems to have gone catatonic after encountering some horrific truth.
Can he be snapped out of it before it's too late?
This one takes a long time to get going, and the ending is a bit silly (the story is presented as a mystery, but the embedded hints aren't strong enough — did any of you guess what was going on?) I think Pembroke has the makings of a decent thriller writer, but he whiffed on this one.
Two baby bottles.
Summing up
All told, this was not a stellar issue of Analog, clocking in at just 2.6 stars. I don't think it has anything to do with where the stories took place, though — this is just becoming a tired mag whose heyday was two decades ago. Still, I am interested to see where the Reynolds goes.
As for the other mags, Science Fantasy was the clear winner, garnering an impress 3.5 stars with its first issue under new management. Worlds of Tomorrow was also worthy, scoring 3.1 stars.
Everything else was pretty dismal. Amazing is tentatively a 2.7 (jury remaining out on the Brunner serial), Fantasy and Science Fiction got 2.7 stars, Galaxy was an unusually low 2.6, as was IF (also a Pohl mag), and Fantastic finished at 2.4.
Women writers got extremely short shrift. We only saw a 6% participation; "Partners in Wonder" indeed.
As dreary as those numbers are, most magazines had at least one piece to recommend them, often their longest. You could take all the better than average stuff from this month's crop and fill two magazines. Thin ones.
Which gives me hope for next month, on or off the planet. Come space travel with me?
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"Inconstant Moon" could have been much improved by a more dispassionate approach. There was very much a sense of "Ha! We've got you now, you anti-volcano people!" Asimov, Ley or even Bova would have made this more interesting and given us a greater sense of what it's all about. I'm sure there are other explanations for these phenomena. In the article's defense, there may not be actual color photos. Astral color photography requires very long exposures and these are transient phenomena.
Mack Reynolds is definitely the star of the issue. We'll have to see where this is going, but it's off to a good start.
Frank Herbert is certainly capable of much better than this pointless little tale. It's really more of a joke than a story. I drive the German Autobahn more than occasionally. There's no speed limit. It was a little scary at first, but you get used to it.
It was painfully obvious where the Phillifent was going almost from the beginning. Competently written, true, but I don't think I ever would have been tempted to give it that third star.
Other stories in Ted Thomas's Patent Lawyer series have been enjoyable. They've also been science fiction. This certainly wasn't. Worse still was Thomas patting himself on the back and calling himself a brilliant legal mind. That should cost him a whole star right there.
The Pembroke was rather mediocre as well. As you say, the makings of a decent thriller writer seem to be there. Alas, the science here is utterly unbelievable and the motivations aren't much better.
Based on the little I've seen so far of this month's mags, things are definitely going to be better.
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"The Mary Celeste Move" I read as a satiric look at the pace of modern life, and it was OK at a very short length.
"Flying Fish" was all over the place. The first few paragraphs were fine, then the viewpoint character changed from interesting into a lovesick schoolgirl. The hero was insufferable. The "test the humans through their fears" seemed very familiar. I didn't really follow the theme about language being limiting, but then it wasn't really limiting, or the way that the alien was limited because it was self-satisfied but the hero wasn't limited because he was self-satisfied. Obviously I missed something. I found myself trying to figure out who the four science fiction writers were based on, as soon as I realized that "Cadbury Gray" is almost an anagram for "Ray Bradbury," which weet along with the character's distrust of technology. I have yet to discover if "Mark Driver" and "Stephen Otway" and "Selwyn Stone" are supposed to represent other writers.
I guess "Professional Dilemma" was called a "special feature" because it's really just a lecture on patent law. The ending came out of the blue, too.
"Situation Unbearable" reminded me of Ian Fleming's James Bond, minus the womanizing and with less killing. Decently written. The solution to the mystery was no surprise to me. Still, it was probably the best of the short fiction in the issue.
I would give the October 1964 F&SF 3 stars , pretty good stories by Leigh Brackett , Edmond Hamilton, Theodore Thomas and Damon Knight … interesting seeing Brackett and Hamilton side by side (in print!) , not sure this had happened on the page before?
Brackett's Purple Priestess of the Mad Moon is a street smart farewell (so to speak) to her beloved pulp days , I think a subtle parody… I give it 4 stars.