INVERSIONS – Iain M. Banks (1998)

InversionsWhen cancer tragically stole Iain Banks from our world in June 2013, I still had 4 of his books on my TBR-pile. Surface Detail, Inversions, The Algebraist and Transition. I decided to savour those, since there would never be the joy of waiting for a new Iain M. Banks to be published again. I decided to read Surface Detail first, so that I at least could achieve some kind of closure with the Culture series – Surface Detail being the last Culture novel I had to read. After more than a decade of near abstinence of fiction, it was this series that really turned me into an avid fiction reader again. As such, they will always occupy a special place in my memory. A friend of mine told me he liked The Algebraist – a non-Culture SF novel which features sentient gass giants among other things – a lot, and found Transition to be one of the wildest books he ever read. That set the order for the remaining books: read Inversions first, then The Algebraist and end with Transition, maybe in a year or two, three.

Over a week ago, I decided to start Inversions. It feels more like a fantasy story than science fiction. It is considered a Culture-novel by some, since it’s probably set in the same universe, and Banks himself has hinted at the fact that two of its principal characters are Culture agents. (For those of you that haven’t read a Culture novel, read the opening section of this page, and get yourself Player of Games asap). Banks has employed the technique of writing fantasy-like stuff in the context a bigger galactic SF context elsewhere – parts of the excellent Matter play out in a kind of medieval kingdom too.

Sadly, Inversions is one of the two Iain M. Banks books that have disappointed me. Reading Feersum Endjinn was a chore that didn’t feel like it really paid off, and Inversions simply felt uninteresting. It seems a bit like fantasy, but it’s not really: there’s no interesting world-building whatsoever. No magic, no different societies, no mythos, no creatures, no nothing. It’s a standard medieval human setting, albeit on a planet with more than one moon, true.

While I liked the first 50 pages, and was even a bit awestruck by how easy Banks’ prose is on these eyes (apparently I had forgotten what a smooth writer Banks can be), by page 100 the book had me bogged down. I don’t know where it happened exactly, but it became a 1st person recount mainly consisting of pages and pages of lifeless, uninspired dialogue. The two fictional narrators aren’t style champions – I counted the  ‘X said’ or ‘said X’ construction 6 or 7 times on numerous pages, with a couple of ‘smiled X’ thrown in for variation. I lost interest in the characters, and more and more felt like I was reading really, really generic medieval fiction – aside from the book’s narrative construction. There’s not an interesting mystery either, and hardly any action. If this hadn’t been a book by one of my favorite authors, I wouldn’t have finished it.

Some of Banks usual themes – morals, discussion about a version of the Prime Directive, etc. – are so obviously present in the words of some characters, they come across as Banks’ hand puppets, instead of real people.

Inversions is about perspective too. The book is an epistolary novel – of the found footage type so you will – and has 2 tales and 2 narrators. Both stories reflect on each other a bit. As a literary construction this surely has some merit. Yet, nothing really happens. Some flat character ambassador tries to assassinate somebody else, and so forth, yet we don’t connect with either party, since they feel constructed rather than real.

Flashes of Banks’ brilliance do shine through at times. There are some interesting scenes, and his talent for aphorisms still shows.

You can draw the blinds in a brothel, but people still know what you’re doing.

His main strength though – a wild, vivid, grand and daring imagination – simply isn’t played out here. Inversions isn’t grand scale utopian dreaming. Some reviewers have called this book subtle. I stick with dull. You be the judge, just don’t let this be your first Banks.


2 responses to “INVERSIONS – Iain M. Banks (1998)

  1. I started reading Banks only recently and have so far read Player of Games, Use of Weapons, Look to Windward and Inversions, and come to appreciate the wide narrative range of the author: for this reason I did enjoy Inversions, even though I appreciated more the sections about dr. Vosill rather than those concerning DeWar, which I found somewhat slow and less interesting.
    The world is however fascinating and the story helped me understand a bit more what happens when the Culture decides to influence (more or less subtly) other civilizations. As such, I consider this like a small tile in the wider mosaic of the Culture’s “tapestry”.
    Is it possible that your far deeper knowledge of Banks’ universe led you to expect more from this book, and therefore caused you to be disappointed?

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  2. I guess my expectations were too high indeed, but I wouldn’t go as far as claiming far deeper knowledge, if you’ve read 2 culture novels you kinda know the drill. I think the main letdown was that I expected it to be more high fantasy.

    The Vosill-story was indeed the better of the two, the DeWar story being also generic in the end (the revenge motive by an ‘unexpected’ character).

    Banks has a wide range, and I appreciate him trying to do this particular novel, but for me this time the world he created wasn’t interesting enough.


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