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A Song of Stone Tekijä: Iain Banks
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A Song of Stone (alkuperäinen julkaisuvuosi 1997; vuoden 1997 painos)

Tekijä: Iain Banks

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The war is ending, perhaps ended. For the castle and its occupants the troubles are just beginning. Armed gangs roam a lawless land where each farm and house supports a column of dark smoke. Taking to the roads with the other refugees, anonymous in their raggedness, seems safer than remaining in the ancient keep. However, the lieutenant of an outlaw band has other ideas and the castle becomes the focus for a dangerous game of desire, deceit and death. Iain Banks' masterly novel reveals his unique ability to combine gripping narrative with a relentlessly voyaging imagination. The narrative technique and sheer brio of A SONG OF STONE reveal a great novelist at the height of his powers.… (lisätietoja)
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During an ongoing Apocalypse that may or may not be winding down, Abel and Morgan, an elderly Lord and Lady, see their castle taken over by a platoon of semi-professional soldiers. The castle has been in their family for centuries and wouldn’t stand up to modern artillery shelling, but it’s got walls, towers and a moat, and it represents a minimally defensible home base for the squad. Abel, self-important and with more than a vibe of decrepit aristocracy, finds himself humiliated at every turn by the soldiers, and especially by their (female) leader, who revel in their new-found dominance. And while the former lord of the manor tries to maintain a polite illusion of being nominally in charge, he also seems to take a perverse pleasure in seeing his heirlooms thrashed and his wine cellar ransacked. Still, he’s got these grand ideas about getting back at his tormentors, and he is cunning and twisted enough to really stick it to them.

I’m in two minds about this book. On the one hand, it was another book of the type ”ageing unreliable narrator whose self-image doesn’t quite comport with reality”. Maybe it’s because I’ve read a few of these in a fairly short amount of time, but that part I could have done without. There’s also the build-up of a plot thread about Abel’s twistedness, which, while well-done, turns out to be relatively tame at the end (and is easily guessable).

But I did find things to like in this book, too. There’s some good writing in there, for one thing, mainly in balancing the reader between pity for an old has-been who doesn’t know he is a has-been and an acceptance of the realities of war. I also liked how Banks toys with his protagonist: he’s an aged bear mechanically performing his old circus tricks for an audience that merely pities him, but at the same time he’s an unpleasant git, and so I kind of enjoyed seeing him humiliated -- the same complex feelings, I guess, that Abel had for his destroyed heirlooms.

What I liked best, though, is that even for a book set during an ongoing apocalypse, A song of stone is bleak on a meta-level. Banks toys with us, readers, too, and our expectations of how wartime stories develop: instead of centring on military-perspective action beats, like fortifying a stronghold or taking out rival claimants, the bulk of the story deals with the chafing between Classes and with the respectless tearing apart of the old world in the conflagration of the not-yet-new one.

So yeah. While I won’t call this a great book, it’s got enough going for it to warrant at least a quick browse. ( )
1 ääni Petroglyph | Nov 28, 2019 |
A rather different sort of story from Banks, here we are pitched into what feels like some sort of civil war - where? A future Britain? Somewhere in Central Europe? (All bets are off - early on, there is a stream of refugees heading east, which is not the usual direction: as Sellars and Yateman put it, the approved direction for overrunning a land with fire and the sword is Left to Right...) An aristocratic couple are trying to escape the fighting in a horse-drawn carriage; the narrator attempts to justify this as a ruse to make them less likely to be stopped and relieved of useful motorised transport, but as the story progresses we realise that many of the narrator's ideas are rather eccentric, to say the least. (Later, we cross the boundary from eccentric to transgressive, but that's getting a bit ahead of things.)

Their escape is thwarted by a troop of soldiers, who turn them back and take them into custody, the better to occupy their castle, a local strongpoint. At first, relations are guarded between the couple and the female commander of the soldiers; but familiarity begins to breed contempt, and matters deteriorate. In the course of the narrator describing this, we see his life and that of his consoirt in flashback, and piece together their lives and attitudes.

Ultimately, the narrator comes undone through his own impulsive actions. Much as he knows himself not to be a man of action, he puts himself into positions of vulnerability through a lack of caution. The consequences are not good.

The language is different for Banks; it is florid, and sensual. The novel has a Banksian theme in the form of a central role for a structure; the couple grew up in this castle, and the action and characters keep returning to it, try as they might to get away. Banks enjoys his structures: think of the bridge in "The Bridge", the MacHoan family house in 'The Crow Road', and the commune in 'Whit', let alone all the Orbitals in the Culture novels and 'Feersum Endjinn', which wholly takes place inside a megastructure.

Perhaps after all those science fiction novels with super-competant heroes and many different varieties of interstellar war, Banks wanted to show us the way war might be for most of us were we to fall victim to modern conflict. Despite all the politicians trying to persaude us that modern warfare is high-tech, waged at a distance in foreign lands and with only the bad guys getting killed, the reality is very different. Along the way, his narrator spares thoughts for his antagonists, who he sees as victims almost as much as he becomes.

The book is set in winter; the narrative is as bleak as the weather, and the florid language does nothing to dispel this. It will not be to every reader's taste. ( )
2 ääni RobertDay | Jun 15, 2019 |
My wife read all of the Hitchhikers series by Douglas Adams recently. Afterwards she swallowed Ian McEwan's Cement Garden in practically a single gulp; during her inhalation, she noted, Douglas is a hoot but this - the McEwan - is writing. Likewise my speculative meanders and flanks have been engaging, but Banks can speak of the dystopic with true panache.

There are pervasive odors of Hamlet throughout this powerful fable. Incest and Madness share equal billing as a measure of preamble until all plummets equally as guns, tribalism and revenge combine to pull the plug on the Social Contract. The prose is exquisite and the subject disturbing. Song of Stones appears as universal and timeless as Banks’ Transition looks dated.
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  jonfaith | Feb 22, 2019 |
well. bleakest book i've ever read. how did the author survive the writing of it, i wonder? not so easy to survive the reading of it, even. the question of why arises. ironically, Banks' Culture sf series is notable for its unusually optimistic canvas in a fairly utopian far future. here, in contrast, a war (about what? dunno. between who? dunno. when about? dunno. hey, it's existential) has deteriorated into an apocalyptic landscape divided only into partisan marauders and hapless refugees. the narrator is a sociopath society protected, under the guise of civilization: but now civilization is gone. he experiences in a kind of dreamstate chaotic events as they occur, through the filter of his own repellent worldview. and he tries to identify the moment when he, like society, lost all control and gave over to mindless destruction. he has himself always been about destruction, but that's about power, and now he has no power at all; he finds that interesting too. very nicely written, but even the central metaphors seem to have broken down. not an uninteresting book from several critical points of view, and Banks never writes the same book twice, but hard to read, and possibly harder to forget than one might subsequently wish. but i guess literature isn't supposed to be forgettable, eh? still, i can't personally recommend making the journey. ( )
  macha | Apr 27, 2016 |
Ian Banks is een naam die ik veel tegenkwam in de science fiction wereld, of beter gezegd, dat was wat ik dacht. En op het moment dat ik op de Deventer boekenmarkt een boekje van hem zag, leek het me leuk om deze schrijver eens uit te proberen. Maar wat blijkt nu. Deze schrijver schreef onder naam Ian M. Banks science fiction en onder de naam Ian Banks fictie. Dit boek is dan ook fictie.

Met science fantasy ogen begon ik te lezen. Ook interessant om te merken dat ik met het idee in mijn achterhoofd dat de tekst bij een bepaald genre hoort, ik een behoorlijke tijd daar ook nog in blijf geloven ook al is er geen enkele aanwijzing dat het science fantasy is. Wel vond ik het allemaal nogal slepend maar wilde de schrijver wel een goeie kans geven.

Helaas is het verhaal over de kasteeleigenaar die in tijden van oorlog bezet, gebruikt en uiteindelijk voor dood achtergelaten wordt, nergens op een manier beschreven dat het mij meenam. Ik zat maar te wachten op wat de clou nou zou kunnen zijn. Deze was er niet. Het was puur een verhaal over destructie, macht en wanhoop zonder begin of eind. Nu zou ik dat thema nog wel kunnen waarderen maar de hoofdpersonage kwam voor mij nergens werkelijk tot leven. Misschien dat dit kwam door de verteltrant. Het is geschreven in de ik-persoon waarin deze aan zijn vrouw in de jij-vorm de geschiedenis uit de doeken doet. Dat de vrouw daar zelf bij aanwezig was en zij dus al weet hoe het zit, maakt het misschien nog wel overbodiger. Zijn overdenkingen vind ik oninteressant en de beschrijvingen uit zijn jeugd weinig toevoegen aan het geheel.

Alle hoofdstukken heb ik bijna met tegenzin gelezen. Behalve het laatste hoofdstuk. Daarin stonden opeens woorden die mij wel raakten. Deze gingen over de soldaten die triomfeerden en de ik-persoon al stervend bedacht dat zij misschien nog wel ellendiger aan hun eind zouden komen dan hij. Maar ja, een alinea in een heel boek, dat is te mager om werkelijk enthousiast te worden.
Misschien toch eens een echt science fiction boek van Ian M. Banks uitproberen zoals eigenlijk de bedoeling was. ( )
  Niekchen | Mar 28, 2016 |
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The war is ending, perhaps ended. For the castle and its occupants the troubles are just beginning. Armed gangs roam a lawless land where each farm and house supports a column of dark smoke. Taking to the roads with the other refugees, anonymous in their raggedness, seems safer than remaining in the ancient keep. However, the lieutenant of an outlaw band has other ideas and the castle becomes the focus for a dangerous game of desire, deceit and death. Iain Banks' masterly novel reveals his unique ability to combine gripping narrative with a relentlessly voyaging imagination. The narrative technique and sheer brio of A SONG OF STONE reveal a great novelist at the height of his powers.

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