- Tapa blanda: 656 páginas
- Editor: ORBIT; Edición: Reprint (6 de marzo de 2018)
- Idioma: Inglés
- ISBN-10: 0316262315
- ISBN-13: 978-0316262316
- Valoración media de los clientes: 1 opinión de cliente
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New York 2140 (Inglés) Tapa blanda – 6 mar 2018
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"The thrilling creation of plausible future technology and the grandness of imagination...magnificent."--Sunday Times on Aurora
"[Robinson is] a rare contemporary writer to earn a reputation on par with earlier masters such as Isaac Asimov or Arthur C. Clarke."--Chicago Tribune on Aurora
"If Interstellar left you wanting more, then this novel might just fill that longing."--io9 on Aurora
"Aurora may well be Robinson's best novel...breaks us out of our well-ingrained, supremely well-rehearsed habits of apocalypse - and lets us see the option of a different future than permanent, hopeless standoff."--Los Angeles Review of Books on Aurora
"Humanity's first trip to another star is incredibly ambitious, impeccably planned and executed on a grand scale in Aurora."--SPACE.com on Aurora
"[A] heart-warming, provocative tale."--Scientific American on Aurora
"This ambitious hard SF epic shows Robinson at the top of his game... [A] poignant story, which admirably stretches the limits of human imagination."--Publishers Weekly on Aurora
"This is hard SF the way it's meant to be written: technical, scientific, with big ideas and a fully realized society. Robinson is an acknowledged SF master-his Mars trilogy and his stand-alone novel 2312 (2012) were multiple award winners and nominees-and this latest novel is sure to be a big hit with devoted fans of old-school science fiction."--Booklist on Aurora
"A rousing tribute to the human spirit."--San Francisco Chronicle on Aurora
"Science fiction is threaded everywhere through culture nowadays, and it would take an act of critical myopia to miss the fact that Robinson is one of the world's finest working novelists, in any genre. New York 2140 is a towering novel about a genuinely grave threat to civilisation."--Guardian
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The first and second “pulses,” sudden and violent surges of water from melting ice, have already flooded the low-lying land and the great coastal cities. New York, or more correctly Manhattan, has survived by reinventing itself as a modern-day Venice, with canals and skybridges and bacinos connecting the old skyscrapers, now protected from rust and corrosion by a diamond film coating (OK, somewhat improbable, but easier to accept than warp-speed rocket ships and wormholes in space.)
The cityscape may have been immutably altered, the mayor (and the President) may be female, and muskrats may now outnumber sewer rats, but New Yorkers are much the same. Police deal with the criminals, petty and otherwise, social workers tend to the homeless and the dispossessed, and the latest iteration of greedy bankers and hedge fund managers speculate on the trend of real estate prices in the intertidal zone. As always, living space comes at a premium so the 1 percent live in soaring new towers built on higher ground, those in the middle make do with crowded, communal coops in older apartment buildings and converted offices, while the fringe elements do their best to survive in rickety, water-logged walk-ups. And for tenderhearted animal lovers, the Assisted Migration blimp is always airborne, its perils-of-Pauline hostess continually broadcasting to a rapt audience as she does her shtick while transporting endangered species to safe environments from threatened ones (e.g. a half-dozen ferocious but cuddly polar bears to Antarctica.) All is well until Hurricane Fyodor bears down on the city, threatening to envelop it in turmoil and destruction worthy of Dostoyevsky himself. And then all is well again, in love and anti-capitalistic politics if not in climate.
Robinson’s conception of New York a little more than a century hence is powerful, and he deserves kudos. I just wish I loved the book unreservedly. Unfortunately, the characters tend to be flimsy, the prose is often turgid, and the plot is difficult to decipher. But I accept its flaws for its triumphs. It is what fiction should be at its best—a willful act of imagination. It is also a stern warning for those of us around today. The year in the title shouldn’t lull us into a false sense of security. All the “bad stuff”, like the apocalyptic pulses, happens between now and 2140, during the lives of our children and grandchildren, if not our own lives.
For that reason alone, Robinson’s novel is arguably not science fiction but a powerful social protest novel in disguise. It certainly does what a social protest novel is meant to do, dramatizing the effect of a prevailing social problem—climate change—on its characters, and thereby attuning readers to the depth of the problem, and motivating them to do something about it. It doesn’t matter that the social problem is speculative and its effects are in the future. The speculation is based on scientific fact. Moreover, the social problem for potential readers is not speculative. We’re too complacent about what the planet might look and feel like in the not so distant future if we don’t begin to take radical measures now.
Sadly, it’s not for the publishing world to recognize this larger message and market New York 2014 to a broader audience than science fiction fans. Perhaps they feel that Robinson can’t escape his reputation as a sci-fi master. Perhaps they feel that the quality of his writing can’t charm readers outside the genre. Perhaps they’re cowed by the current administration’s denials about climate change and threats to purveyors of “fake news.” Perhaps they feel that science fiction sells and social protest never will. Perhaps they don’t know how to market social protest any more. In any case, the potential audience for an important work becomes limited.
Case in point is how the New York Times dispatched the novel with a brief, multiple-title write-up in the Sunday Book Review. New York 2041 was lumped in with Volume 7 of the continuing saga of two warring, galaxy-spanning civilizations, an anthology of djinn-themed short fiction, and a police procedural about the hunt for a mass murderer potentially related to the appearance of a grotesque and deadly extraterrestrial fungus. When the reviewer finally got around to Robinson’s novel, she snarkily observed that “in an age when local real estate agents already toss around terms like ‘Anthropocene’ and ‘flood zone’ over brunch, its audacious futurism arrives feeling a bit obsolete.”
Actually, in these perilous times for our country and our planet, what feels passé to me is the attitude that prevails in the lit biz. Why do they continue to overlook—or is it deny?—that fiction, like art of any kind, can be and should be a powerful engine for social change?
There are moments where any of the elements above may be a little bit of a hammer, but true to the idea of a complete story, the craziness of the last 15-20% of the book just wouldn't work without the reader's investment in what came before.
This book is a love letter to the New York City of the past, the present, and what it could become if enough catastrophes happen. But, lest you get too doe eyed, or think the book is getting to be, there's a character there to point out how little NYC is in the grand scheme.
I do not know that this book would be a 4* book for most readers. It can read a little liberal and/or pretentious, or perhaps stilted and/or ridiculous. But it worked for me. And it is a good read showing what people probably would do with such extreme circumstances (hint: not everyone would move away).
And what is the story? There are some things that would qualify as subplots like the silly polar bear flight to Antarctica or the treasure hunt. But there's no story arc to speak of.
In the end I found myself first waiting and waiting for the story to start, and then, finally resolving myself to the fact that "that's all there is". I'm normally a KSR fan, but this one I cannot recommend.