Published in 2005 by Tor Books. Paperback, 313 pages.
A couple hundred years into the future, Earth is a backwater. Humans have long since mastered interstellar travel, but this technology is kept away from the humans on Earth, whose society don’t really seem much different from that we live in today. Excepting of course that people from overpopulated areas can be allowed by the Colonial Union to move off the planet, and that others are allowed to move off the planet at the age of 75, if they are willing to devote the next ten years of their lives after this point to service in the Colonial Defence Forces. Despite the oddness of this requirement — who’d want a geriatric army? — most humans accept this offer. After all, they’re given the chance to see the bloody Universe!
One of those who accept this offer is John Perry. He and his wife had originally agreed to sign up together, but she died just two years after they at the age of 65 had signed papers confirming their status as potential CDF recruits. So on his seventyfifth birthday he visits the local recruitment office, signs the remaining papers, and within a few days he’s in orbit along with a couple of thousand other geriatrics, on a Colonial Union space station, awaiting shipment to the CDF training camps on a distant planet. Needless to say, the most discussed topic is what the CDF will do to make their bodies young again — this rejuvenation aspect is also one of the commonest reasons to sign up.
Hopefully, if you read this and choose to pick up a copy of this book, you won’t encounter the one I did, where the solution to this problem was given away in one of the cover blurbs, of all things. In the spirit of this hope, I’ll try to avoid spoiling this part.
The book then follows Perry’s military career. It’s all narrated by Perry himself, in the first person, which help to add a lot of intimacy to the tale. Perry is also a very likeable guy, so it didn’t take me long to warm to and begin sympathizing with him. The same goes for the other recurring characters, a gang of recruits Perry first encountered on on the “space elevator” that took them from Earth to the Colonial Union space station.
There isn’t much of a main plot line in the book, really. Or there is, in the sense that it follows Perry through the first couple of years in this his second life, with training, battles, hanging around with other soldiers, and that sort of stuff. Later, the book starts focusing on Perry’s obsession with the Special Forces, which is as close the book comes to having a unifying plot. Most of the time, though, it reads kinda like a travelogue, with Perry describing other alien cultures, the history of the human colonization of space, battles, and travels. Perry also befriends a former high school physics teacher and a theoretical physicist, who teach him a bit of what they know of science. This knowledge is of course far inferior to that of Colonial scientists, but combined with the retrospect narrative form which allows Narrator-Perry to supplement the knowledge of Narrated-Perry and his friends, it provides the reader with a quick introduction to the science of his premise. It also helps that most of the scientists in the beginning are forced to be quite open with their information in order not to freak their patients out more than they already are.
In addition to the travelogue aspect, much of the book reads kinda like a Starship Troopers pastiche — only with less Fascistoid political reflections (as far as I’ve been able to gather, at least, as I only have first-hand knowledge of Heinlein from the Starship Troopers movie, and that’s hardly first-hand, really). Perry and his fellow soldiers are sent off to fight alien races — all of which are brilliantly thought up and portrayed, by the way; really one of the novel’s strongest points, and that’s saying something — who desire the same potential colonies as humans (or, in many cases, the humans themselves; we’re considered quite the delicatesse), and after about a year’s worth of descriptions of military life, Perry has a breakdown. This happens during a battle in the capital of the Covandu — a people uncannily humanoid, but only one inch tall — where he after spending several hours literally stomping out the life of an intelligent species finally allows his feelings to run a little amuck. But, like his commanding officer says, this happens to every soldier at a certain point.
All in all I thought this was a brilliant novel. It doesn’t have the gravitas of “serious” literature, but reflects on a lot of important issues, especially ones related to identity, while aiming for a light, humorous tone. And it works splendidly.
8.0/10.
It’s really great to read some of this kind of science fiction again. Don’t think I’ve done that since I was a kid, and then it wasn’t really this kind.
To conclude: A gazillion thanks and a lot of cred to Amras Elensar! If it hadn’t been for you, I’d probably never read this awesome book.
Also? Great expectations for The Ghost Brigades.

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Ah, yes; I am no doubt the prophet of Entertaining Literature. Bow down before me and cower in my lustrous glory, for I possess the sacred Knowledge of what is Awesome.
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Really, really glad you liked it. Interestingly enough, it seems like you liked it even more than I did (I’d rate it a 7,5 /10. Not that it matters or anything). I was a bit worried that you’d try to make this into what it’s not - a novel that argues Scalzi’s politics. A lot of people have done that and haven’t liked what they’ve seen, but it seems you read it for it is; light entertainment spiced with fun, fun, fun.
As for the sequels, “The Ghost Brigades” and “The Last Colony”, their quality is nearly as good as “Old Man’s War”.
“The Ghost Brigades” features a different main character than OMW and takes a little longer before it kicks into gear, but aside from it’s all good if IRRC, and much of the same can be said of “The Last Colony”, aside from the fact that you get to see John Perry again.
Scalzi’s other work include “The Sagan Diary”, which only crazy affecionados like myself (and maybe you?) would want to read, and “The Android’s Dream”, which is his best effort to date. You can get tAD in pb now, so you’ll save a couple of bucks there, and if you’re into popcorn sci-fi, tAD should be right up your alley.
Can’t wait to see what you make of Lamb and these aforementioned books, Terje. You’ll have a blast with all of ‘em
8. December 2007 @ 22:57 ( Permalink )
“Really, really glad you liked it. Interestingly enough, it seems like you liked it even more than I did (I’d rate it a 7,5 /10.”
Well, if I’d been in critic-mode, I might have brought it down a notch or two, but it’s been a while since the last time I read anything this fun. This might have influenced my rating.
“I was a bit worried that you’d try to make this into what it’s not - a novel that argues Scalzi’s politics.”
Heh, I’m not really sure I saw any of his politics at all, I’m afraid. Sure, there was the whole Bender-incident, but that’s hardly politics, and in any event, it was negated by Viveros later.
“As for the sequels, “The Ghost Brigades” and “The Last Colony”, their quality is nearly as good as “Old Man’s War”.”
ah, good to hear.
“much of the same can be said of “The Last Colony”, aside from the fact that you get to see John Perry again.”
You make it sound as if this is a bad thing.
“The Android’s Dream”
I remember you giving it a honourable review, and now that I’ve got OMW as a perpetual reminder on my shelf, I’ll probably get around to acquiring “The Android’s Dream”, too. I’ll probably read “Do androids dream of electric sheep?” first, though.
Hmm. Now there’s a thought; that’s a short book, perhaps I should take a look at that one for the next week…
9. December 2007 @ 03:02 ( Permalink )
“You make it sound as if this is a bad thing. ”
I didn’t intend to…
“I remember you giving it a honourable review, and now that I’ve got OMW as a perpetual reminder on my shelf, I’ll probably get around to acquiring “The Android’s Dream”, too. I’ll probably read “Do androids dream of electric sheep?” first, though.”
Well, you don’t *have* to read DADoES to have fun with tAD, but I’d certainly recommend it, cos DADoES is a great fraking book that everyone should read. It’s in fact the complete opposite of tAD, seeing as DADoES is really profound and tAD is like watching a futuristic Austin Powers movie without a lot of the silliest sillyness that comes with it.
9. December 2007 @ 10:29 ( Permalink )
Oooh, sounds promising!
By the way, would it bug you a lot if I lent Old Man’s War to one of my flatmates over the holidays? I’ve been pimping it constantly since, well, Friday, and he finally caved.
(I mean, it’s not like it bothering you is gonna stop me, but seeing as I consider this unasked-for (yet immensely welcome) trade of ours as extremely asymmetrical — your end of the stick being the proverbial shitty one — I just felt like asking….
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10. December 2007 @ 01:26 ( Permalink )
It’s your book now, Terje. I’d only be glad if more people liked Scalzi, so lend it away as much as you want (in fact, it’s been lent away a couple of times before I gave it to you).
And I don’t think I made such a bad deal out of this as you seem to do. All I did was give you a couple of books that I could easily replace without paying for them, so the only cost I’ll have is the 40 kr I payed in postage. I didn’t like “Brazil”, so you’re welcome to that one, mate
10. December 2007 @ 08:51 ( Permalink )
Oh, and I owe you since the whole “Buffy&Angel” package I got this spring.
10. December 2007 @ 08:51 ( Permalink )
Ah, yes, there was that one. But hey, what doesn’t one do to improve one’s friends, eh?
10. December 2007 @ 13:57 ( Permalink )
I can think of a number of things…
I don’t feel like talking about any of them
10. December 2007 @ 22:14 ( Permalink )
Umm, I very much doub those things you’re thinking of would necessarily “improve” your friends if you did them to them.
11. December 2007 @ 11:56 ( Permalink )
That would depend on the persons own perceptions, now wouldn’t it?
11. December 2007 @ 19:38 ( Permalink )
Nah, because we’re talking improvement of friends from the POV of the person whose friends these are. (At least I am.)
13. December 2007 @ 14:31 ( Permalink )
Or, umm, scratch that. You’re right, of course.
13. December 2007 @ 14:31 ( Permalink )
Success!
13. December 2007 @ 19:01 ( Permalink )
Congratulations.
14. December 2007 @ 00:01 ( Permalink )