Book review from The Movie Snob.
The Sparrow, by Mary Doria Russell (1996). How about a science-fiction novel about first contact with an alien species that is chock full of religious talk? That’s what The Sparrow is. In the near future, a radio telescope discovers unmistakable signs of intelligent alien life on a planet in the (relatively) nearby Alpha Centauri solar system. Remarkably, the Jesuits (a Catholic religious order) are the first to mobilize after this discovery, putting together a team of priests and lay people to pilot an asteroid-turned-starship to this alien world. The author’s style didn’t really grab me, especially the many scenes that I guess were supposed to be humorous. Also, the story takes a long time to get going because Russell starts out telling it on two tracks: the story of the discovery and mission preparation, and, some 50 years later, the story of the Jesuits’ attempt to figure out what went wrong by interviewing the mission’s sole survivor and returnee. But after bouncing between these two narratives for a while we eventually get to the first-contact adventure, and I must admit that part of the story held my attention. Although I can’t say I loved the book–there’s some fairly gruesome/lurid stuff in the first-contact-adventure part of the story–I sort of want to read the sequel to find out what happened next….