Three stars, read in June 2018.
Good, but not as compelling as the first book was. I’d been thinking I might not read the third, but it turns out that this trilogy is more like one book split into three; since there was no conclusion here, I may end up finishing after all. Maybe.
The world in which Binti is set is full of tribalism, religiosity, and misogyny—all the same bullshit we’re dealing with now. In contrast, I’m currently obsessed with the universe of Becky Chambers’s Wayfarers series, full of functioning mixed-species societies in which respect for the vast differences between people (or rather, “sapients”) is already built in. That’s what I need right now, so this series is flagging for me for the same reasons I can’t watch The Handmaid’s Tale.
I know how wrong everything is—I’ve been drowning in it for years. And while there is absolutely a place for the books that show the wrongness for what it is, right now what I need are the ones that imagine what right would look like.