

Interzone # 196 01/03/2005 . Source: Rod MacDonald 
magazine: UK publisher/editor address: Andy Cox, TTA Press, 5 Martins Lane, Witcham, Ely, Cambridgeshire CB6 2LB. Price: £ 3.50 (UK), $ 6.00(US). check out website: www.ttapress.com
Another issue of 'Interzone' to entertain our passion for fiction of a scientific
nature! Disappointing it wasn't except perhaps for a lack of stories from the
British end of the pond. No doubt the editors, being fair-minded people, accept
fiction only on literary merit which suggests, population imbalance notwithstanding,
Brits should try a little harder in the future.

The cover depicts a sexy lady in a tight-fitting space suit walking on the surface
of Mars (you're getting it right at last, Interzone - more boobs and bums is
what we need!). Nice art by Josh Finney depicting the cover story, 'Winning
Mars' by Jason Stoddard and this is what I'd like to discuss next.
Set just over ten years from now, we have a reality TV show where several teams
are set loose on Mars with the objective of travelling across the surface by
various methods to reach a station which will take them into orbit and safely
home. The winner receives $30 million. Cameras follow their every movement and
their words are relayed to a TV audience numbering a billion or so.
Finance comes from advertising and sponsorship: the girls even have logos on
their bums. Hardware comes from Russia and the brains behind the operation belong
to a shifty father and son pair. As far as I could count, there were almost
twenty people on Mars with others in the orbital station who directed camera
movements.
Characterisation was good. It was so good that you soon knew who was who, which,
for me represents no easy task. Going through the story, we learn that one group
become involved in an accident and will surely die if not rescued by the others
but, with money dangling in front of them, there's a general reluctance to do
so.
These are the first humans on Mars. Elsewhere, the Chinese got as far as the
Moon and now exhibit bits of Apollo artefacts in their museums. NASA is virtually
useless. Only the power of television and advertising can get people to Mars.
One of the contestants is really there to look for signs of life, a rather difficult
task considering his limitations at the time.
Regardless, the teams (one team consists of only one person, a selfish prat
of a guy who wants to be first at all costs) travel across the surface by motor
vehicle, flying kites and huge rolling wheels. However, entertaining as this
story surely is, to me it didn't add up especially where the science was concerned.
First point of many: they blast off on a Russian rocket. No rocket could carry
all these people, the supplies, the equipment and the resources for a trip to
Mars. As described in the story, twenty rockets wouldn't have been enough. Further,
the teams apparently land on the surface inside bouncing balls in the same way
that Pathfinder did last decade. It's highly dubious if humans could survive
such a landing.
The environment suits were skin-tight, revealing every contour of the body.
This was supposed to stop them exploding in the very thin Martian atmosphere.
Although apparently temperature controlled, such a suit would probably kill
someone within a few hours. Even if a device like this could be engineered,
the technology isn't here now and it probably won't be here a decade from now.
Valles Marineris, the large canyon on Mars, doesn't have huge vertical cliffs.
3-D representations may show this to be the case but the scale has been amplified
to allow elevation to appear more than it really is. Then there's the instantaneous
communication. This takes several minutes to occur, especially from Earth to
Mars. The orbital station could lessen the time the signal needs to travel but
we're told that it only takes about three minutes to get from the surface via
the rescue rockets.
Such a time is ridiculous. Even if only ten miles high, the orbital station
wouldn't be reached so quickly. It also wouldn't stay in orbit very long. Further,
at low altitude, communication with the teams, which were spread all over Mars,
would be impossible unless a huge series of relay satellites had been orbited
as well. Twenty Russian rockets? More like a hundred to transport all this stuff.
Finally, travelling through Martian atmosphere in a kite is questionable, especially
if several people and supplies need to be carried, too. Studies have already
been carried out on proposed Martian aeroplane vehicles but to be viable, they
must be light and very large. Landing would be by a crash but taking off on
a huge plane larger than a football pitch, which is what would be required to
carry people, is just a step too far in this tale of scientific inaccuracies.
The cost? Financed by advertising? It would take the entire capital resources
of IBM, Coca-Cola and Crowsnest (we could only afford to pay for the coat buttons!!!)
just to get them off the ground.
There's a twist to the story. Maybe difficult to discern perhaps, but the reader
is left with the suggestion that this isn't really happening. Maybe this is
a huge con? To rake in millions the two jokers created a computer-generated
illusion! If this is the case, it's a good story. If not, it's impossible implausible
nonsense. Read for yourself, my friends.
Well, enough of Mars. What about the rest? Non-fiction included a couple of
interviews. Very well done, especially the one with writer China Miéville. The
columns were the usual stuff - sometimes controversial but never boring. The
rest of the fiction was varied.
'The Emperor Of Gonwanaland' was well written, even classy you could say, but
I didn't like it at all. I'm sorry, Mr. Paul di Philipo, but I can't take any
more stories to do with the Internet and computers and people with plugs in
their heads and funny chat lines and...you know what I'm getting at! 'Matrix'
ruined this for anybody and everybody for at least the next twenty years.
'Totems' by Will Macintosh caught you right from the start and carried you through
to a conclusion which wasn't disappointing. Nice twists in this. Of the others,
'The Face Of America' from David Ira Cleary was something I couldn't understand
or get my head around. While unable to discern continuity or relevance to the
story, it was nevertheless written with literary skill. It's not my fault that
I'm stupid and can't comprehend things any higher than a demented ferret's level.
Finally, a little gem of a story. 'Ducks In Winter' by Neal Blackie wasn't what
I expected from the title. It was on Earth, yet far removed from it in time
and space. Now, this story doesn't have to be believable or scientifically accurate
but if you place a story a decade from now on a planet we know much about, then
surely accuracy is essential. Point made.
Not a bad issue at all. Plenty to keep you occupied and plenty to make you think
which is what it's all about when everything is said and done.
Rod MacDonald 
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