Huh, okay
3 stars
Weird in a sort of Phantom Tollbooth way but really dense and rapid. It's better if you skim. Not a bad weird, but okay.
English language
Published July 15, 2010 by Pantheon Books.
How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe is a 2010 novel by American writer Charles Yu. The novel revolves around a search for a father and the father-son relationship. It also includes themes about life and how we live especially with respect to time, memories, and creation of the self. It was named the year's second best science fiction novel by the Center for the Study of Science Fiction at the University of Kansas —runner up for the annual Campbell Memorial Award.
Weird in a sort of Phantom Tollbooth way but really dense and rapid. It's better if you skim. Not a bad weird, but okay.
read the first third, had to stop. found it bland and was not hooked.
The idea of time travel is fraught with paradoxes. If you change the past, won't you change yourself in the future? Can you exist at the same time as an older or younger version of yourself? Time travel fiction is often defined by how cleverly it handles these problems, but, at least in my experience, the problems always persist since they are truly paradoxical.
What would happen if you wrote a novel ostensibly about such paradoxes, made it self-referential, and cast it as a literary metaphor? Well... not much. This novel was both too much for me and not enough. I found it alternately either, meaningless or beyond my comprehension, or insipid.
This is a fascinating book with a lot of little philosophical tidbits to chew on. I'll be thinking about this one for a while. It's autobiographical but transferred to a sci fi setting. There are a lot of poignant moments with the main character's Taiwanese immigrant parents, which I'm assuming are drawn from the author's life (The MC has the author's name, so not a stretch). These largely dwell on his father's struggle to make something of himself in a country that doesn't value the ambitions of poor immigrants. In the book, the father's ambition during the MC's childhood is to invent a time machine and thereby earn respect and prestige as an engineer. As an adult, the MC works as a time machine repairman, spending all his time in a nebulous region of time not connected to the real world's present, wondering where his missing father is. This leads …
This is a fascinating book with a lot of little philosophical tidbits to chew on. I'll be thinking about this one for a while. It's autobiographical but transferred to a sci fi setting. There are a lot of poignant moments with the main character's Taiwanese immigrant parents, which I'm assuming are drawn from the author's life (The MC has the author's name, so not a stretch). These largely dwell on his father's struggle to make something of himself in a country that doesn't value the ambitions of poor immigrants. In the book, the father's ambition during the MC's childhood is to invent a time machine and thereby earn respect and prestige as an engineer. As an adult, the MC works as a time machine repairman, spending all his time in a nebulous region of time not connected to the real world's present, wondering where his missing father is. This leads to a lot of meditations on the nature of time and how to deal with the problem of living a finite life.
The only things keeping me from giving this book five stars were the repeated instances of casual misogyny and the logical inconsistencies. The misogyny was not enough to outright offend but enough to take me out of the story and remind me that the book was written by a man.
As for the logical issues, I would have been ok with a few because the whole science fiction aspect is clearly metaphorical. This is really a book about a father and son, not a book about time travel. Time travel itself is always tricky and I'm willing to grant authors of these stories a bit of hand wavery, but these weren't problems that can just be solved with suspension of disbelief. There were so many places where the author directly contradicted himself that it became hard to ignore. For example, at the beginning he goes on a long tangent about how he doesn't know exactly how long he's been travelling in his time machine. He says he could calculate it but it would take a lot of complicated math and he's not interested. A few chapters later he just casually mentions exactly how long he's been there, which he knows from a device implanted in his wrist. He also refers to having a one night stand with an alien, but then says they met up a couple of times. Before his parents even immigrated there, the entire US had been collapsed into one giant city, itself merged with Tokyo (such a cool concept), and yet at one point the author mentions wanting a toy as a kid that required sending money off to another state. When other states didn't exist any more. It was even explicitly mentioned that Hawaii and Alaska were included in the concatenation.
The last inconsistency in particular has me thinking that this novel might be the result of two disparate books being merged together. A lot of the reminiscences of childhood come off as very grounded in reality, which is great, but sometimes you can see the seams where the author stitched these personal essays into his sci fi time travel adventure. And not just in these instances, but overall the writing came off as disjointed. It's a shame because the world is fascinating and I would have loved to get immersed in it but couldn't. I love the idea of showing these realistic, down-to-earth family dynamics in a crazy world, but they just weren't integrated that well. It's disappointing because the issues could have been easily resolved without sacrificing any of the heart and I'm left wondering how they were missed by the author and the editor.
I read this book twice in a row so clearly I loved it. I read it again to go back and savour the philosophy, but the issues with consistency were more obvious the second time through. Still, I'm left wanting more from this world. I want to know everything about it. Overall, highly recommend.
Trippy, occasionally funny, but I don't quite see the comparisons to Douglas Adams that some reviewers have made.
I'm sorry about your dad.
Amazing sf autobiography, metafiction and consciousness meditation. It's narrative is filled with recursive loops, logical conundrums and the playful argument that emotions can be described scientifically.
First, a warning: There is not a lot of plot to this book -- you are over 100 pages in before the story really starts. People who like SF seem to get frustrated by the amount of metaphor in this book (even though all great SF is metaphor on some level). People who don't usually read SF seem to get frustrated by all of the SF tropes. And if you don't like metafiction, stay away.
I liked the book, though. I thought time travel as a metaphor for aging was an interesting idea. I enjoyed the humor ("The woman I didn’t marry is named Marie.... I suppose technically you could make the argument that every woman is The Woman I Never Married. So why not call her Marie, that was my thinking.") I thought the human characters - the narrator, his mom, and his dad - were touching. And the …
First, a warning: There is not a lot of plot to this book -- you are over 100 pages in before the story really starts. People who like SF seem to get frustrated by the amount of metaphor in this book (even though all great SF is metaphor on some level). People who don't usually read SF seem to get frustrated by all of the SF tropes. And if you don't like metafiction, stay away.
I liked the book, though. I thought time travel as a metaphor for aging was an interesting idea. I enjoyed the humor ("The woman I didn’t marry is named Marie.... I suppose technically you could make the argument that every woman is The Woman I Never Married. So why not call her Marie, that was my thinking.") I thought the human characters - the narrator, his mom, and his dad - were touching. And the moral of the book is a good one.
This isn't a book for everyone, but if you are up for a slow-moving, thoughtful meditation on life, I'd recommend it.
According to the dust jacket, this book should be "a razor-sharp, ridiculously funny and utterly touching story of a son searching for his father . . . through quantum space-time." Unfortunately it actually is little more than experimental, self-referential, metaphysical twaddle.
The best things about this book are the title and the cover art. The book itself reads like the writers behind Wesley Crusher's, from ST:TNG, techno-babble dialogue got high on speed and LCD simultaneously while feeling sorry for themselves.