Showing posts with label Star Trek novels post-Nemesis continuity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Star Trek novels post-Nemesis continuity. Show all posts

Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Professional Fan Fiction #1: Star Trek: DS9: Enigma Tales


[SPOILERS for the Star Trek: Deep Space Nine novel Enigma Tales and also for Star Trek: The Fall: The Crimson Shadow.]
For those unaware, “professional fan fiction” is a term coined by Doctor Who author Lawrence Miles for the stacks of officially published anciliary material genre shows tend to produce as a matter of course these days. In fairness to Miles, he came up with this name having created a fair amount of it himself and these days runs a small cottage industry editing novels and short story collections featuring his most prominent addition to the Doctor Who extended universe, the time travelling voodoo cult Faction Paradox.

So, as pejorative as it sounds, basically it isn't really. Its just an ackowledgement of the fact that in many ways these tie-ins don't matter as much as the source material which... well, ask any pre-Episode VII Star Wars fan about the Star Wars EU they grew up with for objective evidence of that.

Also, I've never been one to find fan fiction lesser artistically. Yeah, there's a lot of crap out there due to the unedited and amateur nature of it but equally there a hell of a lot more heartfelt, moving and spectacularly well-crafted stuff that will blow you away than you'd ever assume from the form's reputation. And its not as if officially licensed tie-ins haven't produced their share of crap over the years... I'm looking at you, Doctor Who Unbound: Exile!

Anyway, I just finished a Deep Space Nine novel called Enigma Tales by Una McCormack, the latest in a loose series of books she's written about Elim Garak and the post-war reconstruction of Cardassia. This has sort of become McCormack's personal corner of the Star Trek universe over the years and I'm happy for that to continue. Over the course of her several novels she's fleshed out the culture of Cardassia's fledgling democracy and the geography of the (still, sadly, unnamed) capital city, peppering her narrative with welcome little bits of worldbuilding that add so much context to events.

She also writes a fantastic Garak. Garak may be my favourite Deep Space Nine character, perhaps even my favourite character in the whole of Star Trek, and McCormack clearly relishes writing from his morally flexible but utterly stubborn point of view. In particular, Enigma Tales has a fantastic aside where he considers the war of manners and vieled insults he's been waging against the Federation diplomatic corps for more than a decade and the ways they've been trying to bait and/or frustrate him.

Anyway, I warned you of spoilers and here's the big one: Garak is Castellan of the Cardassian Union, its head of state. On reflection its a nice redemption for him, a late in life convert to the principles of democracy, and McCormack makes sure an absolutely central part of Garak's political ambitions is to stop anything like the Obsidian Order or the Dukat dictatorship from happening again. This novel, in particular, presents him with the tricky political subject of a war crimes report about the Bajoran Occupation and the question of how to prosecute offenders (especially given that, as a former spy, torturer and killer, he's absolutely guilty and everyone knows it).

Its an interesting debate... that sadly, the book sidesteps a little by concluding that Garak has probably hidden the bodies well enough that no actual evidence of his own crimes will ever be brought to light. There's a lot to love about the book's treatment of the debate as it casts the shadow of war crimes over another character, one essentially sympathetic and innocent in the eyes of the fan, Professor Natima Lang (a one-off TV character and member of the old Cardassian dissident movement). All of this is juxtaposed with descriptions of the Cardassian literary form of the enigma tale, essentially a form of mystery in which every character shares some form of guilt, which Lang describes as a quintessentially Cardassian state of affairs.

Then there's the pleasure of Garak encountering the only character in Star Trek canon more sarcastic than he is: Doctor Katherine Pulaski (who much be about a hundred by this point in the canon, twelve years after the Dominion War). McCormack uses her intelligently, as well, as our point of view on post-war Cardassia. In particular, I enjoy how Cardassians keep mentioning the parts of human culture they adopted whilst the Federation were helping with the reconstruction effort: a police officer is addicted to human coffee, a shopkeeper learnt to play soccer from Starfleet aid workers, another who remembers having a human teacher at school.

Its the nature of prose that you have more time for asides and that's where I think the real benefit of the professional fan fiction comes in. For instance, in the series we never know who leads the civilian administration in power on Cardassia between War of the Warrior and By Inferno's Light. To all intents and purposes, Gul Dukat is still the face of Cardassia all that time, even when he's living in exile on his Bird Of Prey. This novel (and perhaps others in the past, I don't know who came up with this one) credits the leader of the Detapa Council in that time as Meya Rejal, a pretty weak leader by reputation whose reign was characterised by an ongoing humanitarian crisis that lead to the Union joining the Dominion just to feed its people.

Obviously, there's no reason this should have been mentioned on screen. The Detapa Council appears once as a gaggle of extras in Cardassian make-up during Way of the Warrior with Dukat (then their military advisor) getting the only non-rhubard lines in the scene and they never appear again. There wasn't a practical need for anything more but a novel has more leeway, as does fan fiction.

So in Enigma Tales, either as its own invention or following the innovations of others, we have Cardassian capital with distinct named districts like Paldar and East Torr, each with its own cultural and polticcal history; the University of the Union has internal politics and underground corridors connecting its buildings so students don't have to walk through the summer dust storms; Damar has a statue; wherever Garak makes his workspace he hangs a picture Ziyal drew for him where he can see it as both warning and inspiration; there's a particular flower whose petals are used in Cardassian funerals, a detail that then gets used to lend symbolism to a later scene.

I love that the breathing room of the professional fan fiction allows for these little details to get filled in.

Just so long as they don't clone Emperor Palpatine at me as they do it, that is. 

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

On the psychoanalysis of Harcourt Fenton Mudd

A thief, a swindler, a con man, a liar and a rogue
At least, he left that impression.
SPOILER ALERT for the Star Trek: The Next Generation novel The Light Fantastic (and probably also Immortal Coil and the Cold Equations trilogy and I'm sure there's more but those are the titles I remember in this series-ette).

MUDD
... of course, I left.”

KIRK
He broke jail.”

MUDD
I borrowed transportation.”

KIRK
He stole a spaceship.”

MUDD
The patrol reacted in a hostile manner.”

KIRK
They fired at him!”

MUDD
They've got no respect for private property! They damaged the bloody spaceship!”

- ST:TOS: I, Mudd by Stephen Kandel

So I've nearly finished the latest (I think) in a loose series of TNG novels about Data and various other Star Trek artificial intelligences, Jeffrey Lang's The Light Fantastic. This one deals with the sentient hologram Professor Moriarty, long ago shoved into a free-roaming simulation of the galaxy towards the end of the TV series and left there evr since. Obviously, there wouldn't be much of a novel if that happy ending stayed happy so now he's pissed and has kidnapped someone close to Data (spoilers...) so Data will find him a real world body to inhabit.

The novel also features flashbacks to my favourite Original Series villain ever, Harcourt Fenton Mudd, that glorious rogue, and his fate after his last appearance in I, Mudd. Unfortunately, they don't stay flashbacks.

Not that I have any problem with the idea of Mudd interacting with later crews, in fact there's probably a lot of mileage to be had there. Its not even (particularly) a problem for me that this is yet another TOS-era character who has somehow contrived to live to the era following the Dominion War alongside, by my count, Jim Kirk, Spock, Bones, Uhuru, Chekov and Scotty. You know, I think at this point Sulu is the only person on that crew who had the decency to die in anything resembling a timely fashion.

Rather dents Picard's insistence that Spock's “cowboy diplomacy” belongs to a bygone age if everyone from that bygone age is still knocking around, is what I'm saying.

No, the problem is that Lang decides to try and delve into the psychology of Mudd. Lang's conclusion is that Mudd is a classic narcissist and his survival this long is down to spending a large fortune he acquires before the last of the flashbacks (sometime circa The Voyage Home) on life-extending technology because he can't bear to leave the universe without the privilege of having him in it.

I mean... Lang's not wrong, exactly, not in his basic conclusion. Its hard to say that Mudd isn't a narcissistic personality. Its just that the final flashback with Mudd in a bar, richer than he ever imagined, and running into Uhuru who greats him like an old friend felt like such a good ending, such a right ending. He has everything he ever wanted but he still feels the pull of wanting to cheat people (he desperately refers to meeting his banker as “a job” like he was robbing the guy, just to feel like himself for a moment) and maybe he'll fritter it all away and do one last job and maybe he learns to live with his happy ending and it was just such a nice note to leave him on.

Then he turns up in the 2380s at a hundred and god knows years old in a mech suit that's part wheelchair and part hospice bed trying to find a way to become immortal using salvaged AI bits.

Its sad. I don't even care if he gets a happy ending out of it, its just sad and as much as half the fun of a character like Harry Mudd is seeing them be constantly frustrated they aren't meant to make you feel sad.

Characters like Mudd are meant to be fun! There's no reason to bring psychology into it or realistic consequences. They're just there to be fun. Maybe its because I was practically raised on Robert Holmes' Doctor Who stories but I've always loved a good comedy rogue.

KIRK
Harcourt Fenton Mudd. Thief -”

MUDD
Come now.”

KIRK
Swindler and con man...”

MUDD
Entrepeneur!”

KIRK
Liar and rogue.”

MUDD
Did I leave you with that impression?”
    - also I, Mudd

I realise that if Mudd were a real person I wouldn't want him to get away with the things he does. Hell, even as a fictional person I rather enjoy the inevitable commeuppence that's an essential part of any story he appears in, but I also admit that he's there for me to enjoy. He's a note of absurb and adorable criminality in the ever so orderly and lawful world of Star Trek. There's so much to relish about the character, not least of which the highly distinctive voice given to him by actor Roger C. Carmel.

As much as Lang captures the voice and the essential psychology of Mudd, I wonder whether he felt the joy a character like that is meant to give a writer: the deliciously naughty glee at writing someone dishonest that you know the reader is going to root for anyway, just a little.

I can't root for this version of Mudd. I just can't. He's a bitter old man whose fits of anger are genuine rage instead of wounded pride, who takes no joy in his schemes because now they really are life or death instead of get rich quick shenanigans.

Still, at least Lang has finally written one of the dream scenes of Star Trek: Data meeting Vic Fontaine.