Flesh and Silver
Copyright 1999 by
I first read this in May 2001.
Gregory Marchey had his hands replaced with silver biometal
prosthetics to allow him to become a better surgeon. However,
although he as become one of the top surgeons in known space, his
personal and social lives have collapsed in inverse proportion to his
increasing surgical skill. Now he's an alcoholic, travelling alone to
the next patient, sobering up for the procedure, then departing once
more, to his next destination.
Even when he is kidnapped it really doesn't bother him. It's only
when he begins to pay some attention to what has kidnapped him and to
where he is being taken, that he begins to develop a sense of motivation
and a reason to live.
OK, some great ideas, especially the reason why the amputation of the
hands is so important. But the writing is not, well, exactly good.
Sometimes it was readable, but it kept slipping into something
strongly reminiscent of bad Victorian romance, and sometimes more like a
Dickens-for-teenagers. Of course, given my complete lack of experience
of Victorian romances, scant familiarity with Dickens and being
unable to remember what it was like to be a teenager, I may be wrong.
If you're under sixteen, this may be a great, exciting read. If you're
over that age, or you've just got more style, read Gene Wolfe.
Loaded on the 16th May 2001.