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The concept of alternate history is already kind of weird; combining it with fantasy just makes it weirder. There's a note at the beginning of Red Prophet explaining that the historical characters and events portrayed in the book aren't necessarily accurate, which left me wondering what exactly Orson Scott Card was trying to convey by setting this novel in an alternate-history American frontier at all. Not that it could have been set anywhere else-- the whole theme of the book is the conflict between Native Americans and white colonists-- but if the history isn't really being represented, what is? As far as I can tell, the answer is that it's an idealized ("ideal" as in archetypal, not as in good) vision of that time and place in history, and especially its culture-- with a generous dash of hindsight thrown in. If the knights-and-castles material of medieval fantasy can be described as "the Middle Ages as they should have been", then Red Prophet would be "1810's America as it should have been".
Does it work? Hard to say. It certainly makes visceral the monstrous tragedy of the early "Indian wars" in ways that I haven't seen any other book do. But in places it also leans toward the cliche of the "noble savage" and other misunderstandings. Meanwhile, Card has imported-- that's what it feels like-- his trademark metaphysical and spiritual vision into the middle of this story of conflict, in the form of the hero Alvin, a ten-year-old superman-in-training. Both halves of the book suffer from the predictable confusion that ensues between them. The writing is good as ever, urgent and haunting, with an American-dialect-infused voice. But after two books in this series I still don't understand where Card's story is going.
Does it work? Hard to say. It certainly makes visceral the monstrous tragedy of the early "Indian wars" in ways that I haven't seen any other book do. But in places it also leans toward the cliche of the "noble savage" and other misunderstandings. Meanwhile, Card has imported-- that's what it feels like-- his trademark metaphysical and spiritual vision into the middle of this story of conflict, in the form of the hero Alvin, a ten-year-old superman-in-training. Both halves of the book suffer from the predictable confusion that ensues between them. The writing is good as ever, urgent and haunting, with an American-dialect-infused voice. But after two books in this series I still don't understand where Card's story is going.