Misspent Youth was reminiscent of Hamilton's first book which was somewhat of an adolescent love story. Not rating it very high because it took a lot of will power to keep reading the book. One does not think this was the fault of the book and infarct the story line is what kept me coming back to see what would happen next. Very interesting book that adds some history to Hamilton's world. ( )

An early work. Clearly not into his stride yet. Quite immature writing. Was not able to finiish it. Sigh. ( )

http://nwhyte.livejournal.com/1273054...

This book is about a rich old man who gets rejuvenation treatment in a future Britain subordinated to a federal Europe. Hamilton has a pretty good reputation, but I think that must be based on other works than this. It is an odd mixture of bits which work very well and bits which don't, sometimes both at the same time.

To start with the less political: this is one of the best treatments I have read of rejuvenation. This is a rather low bar; I am comparing it with Robert J. Sawyer's Rollback and John Scalzi's Old Man's War, and a bunch of recent terrible Hugo nominees mostly in the short fiction categories. But I thought Hamilton's account rang very true: Jeff Baker's newfound youth totally disrupts his existing relationships, makes him even more of a celebrity than he already was, and enables him to shag every woman he wants to, particularly including his teenage son's girlfriend, who ends the book impregnated with their genetically engineered embryo. The biggest narrative flaw - and it is a big one - is that none of the characters is particularly nice.

On the political front, the book combines impressive forward thinking with a lazy Europhobia. Hamilton's depiction of how the internet might be used for political marketing and grassroots mobilisation is very impressive: this was starting in 2001, when he was writing, but that was still several years before YouTube, never mind Twitter. His description of the organisation of the anti-Europe demonstration at the end of the book is reminiscent of this year's events in Iran and Moldova (and like those, it doesn't actually achieve the desired result).

Hamilton's depiction of European politics is repugnant. His near-future Britain uses the euro as currency and has a Blair-like prime minister who is running to be president of Europe. But the restive population is chafing under the yoke of Brussels rule, and is finally invaded from the continent by shock troops arriving via Eurostar. The end of the book has the dying Jeff Baker in a live webcast (reminiscent of Princess Diana's famous 1995 interview) blaming Europe per se for his demise, without any apparent challenge from other characters or the author. As I said above, this is lazy stuff, barely more advanced than the paranoid fantasies of Andrew Roberts; it's a shame that Hamilton's interesting thoughts about the internal wiring of future politics are combined with a cardboard concept of the bigger picture. ( )

Young and randy again.

A very wealthy business type undergoes an experimental procedure to rejuvenate his body. One of the benefits of being such a rich guy is queue position.

It then explores how the people around him react, from his attractive financial planners, to his family.

The other notable fact about him is that he was behind the technology that replaced the internet - basically putting all creative works, as well as information, in one competing pool, so everything is accessible.

This of course kills plenty of business models and not a few careers. Bit of commentary by Hamilton there as a side issue.

Not as good as his others, but decent enough.

A 3.25 perhaps.

http://notfreesf.blogspot.com/2007/12... ( )

Jeff Baker is a famous philanthropist and the inventor of technology that replaced the internet with a 'datasphere'. He is the focus of Europe's groundbreaking new project: an attempt to rejuvenate a human being. After 15 months in a medical facility Jeff is released looking like a healthy 20 year old; he is 78.

Not to be compared with the Night's Dawn trilogy, which was breathtaking, but entirely readable.