
Formulae filled eyes.
Dance on the head of a pin!
Bright forcefields for wings.
Well, it may have taken till the final book of the Hyperion Cantos, but at least the Shrike on the cover of this book has four arms! I can be fanboy enough about things that niggling details like that can get under my skin. "Niggle," by the way, can be traced etymologically back to Old Norse nigla, meaning "to fuss about small matters." I looked it up. So let me summarize my feelings about this series, since I ploughed through it straight this month-- enough to finish the penultimate book on my morning train ride & then go on a mission to find the last one on my lunch break. First off, it isn't really four books in one series so much as two sets of two books-- Hyperion & its sequel Fall of Hyperion are a distinct & discreet entity, & are mostly about Chaucer & Keats. I can't stress that enough. Endymion & Rise of Endymion are a matched set, & also work as a sequel to the previous series-- I mentioned before how clever I thought Simmons evolution of certain pieces of Hyperion into the status quo of Endymion was. Looking at the whole thing, the first two books-- by which I mean the first of each cycle, Hyperion & Endymion-- are outstanding, ambitious works that really hit all the notes. The sequels-- Fall of Hyperion & Rise of Endymion-- are good, enjoyable novels that have a hard row to hoe; both a hard act to follow in the preceding volume & then the onus of the promises made in the set-up. Simmons creates a world where discussing the sub-atomic nature of love is necessary, & then...has to talk about big philosophical questions through the engines of science fiction. He pulls it off satisfactorily, but it is the questions-- in the first books-- that outshine the answers in the second books.
I use intertextualism in Oubliette to bring emotional resonance, a sense of wonder & spirituality-- a way to evoke an other, higher universe, the one where the Narrator & the Players are. Simmons does something very much the same; his adoration of poets & koans isn't over used & isn't beside the point-- they are an attempt to use the real world's works as anchor points for his fictional world. It works, & by using it as a skeleton, gives him a vast canvas with plenty of room to play on. & he does play. The hardiest crop on a terraformed Mars? Bradberries. The mutant livestock on T'ien Shan? Zygoats. It really is the little details that Simmons excels at; by simply talking about the colour of the clouds on a gas giant or the dance of shadows on a cliff face as the characters go down a zipline, he manages to impart a sense of alien beauty, peppering in spice that really evokes something literally otherworldly. Heck, he makes the Pontificia Cohors Helvetica, the Swiss Guard, into the biggest bad asses in the galaxy. How awesome is that? The biggest problem with the Endymion Cycle is that Simmons undermines the Hyperion Cycle by having Aenea outright say that Martin Silenius was wrong when he wrote it. No sir, I don't like it. Bringing in Het Masteen is a clever use of time paradox, but bringing back Fedmahn Kassad is overkill, no pun intended. Still! He pairs the Big Bang off with the Little Whimper, he has a vastly old vastly foul mouthed character call another a "welfare queen," he lists Buddhist monsters & demons to explain the Shrike's appearance in the court of the Dalai Lama, he creates the colour-coded Amoiete Spectrum Helix utopia off-handedly...the gentleman in question can write.