BOOK REVIEW: CLARKE & POHL, THE LAST THEOREM
Arthur C. Clarke and Frederik Pohl, The Last Theorem, Del Rey, $27, 303 pp. (ISBN: 978-0-345-47021-8). Publication date: August 2008.
The late Arthur C. Clarke fell in love with Sri Lanka many years ago and for many years made his home there. Among the many novels that endeared him to readers everywhere--not just science fiction readers--was Fountains of Paradise (1979), which centered on the construction of a space elevator. It is thus perhaps no surprise that his last novel should revisit the latter in his beloved home setting.
Together Clarke and the almost equally famed Frederik Pohl have penned The Last Theorem. The central character is Ranjit Subramanian, son of a temple priest, who has gone off to university. He's a clueless 16-year-old, very smart, very self-centered, and already enchanted by the tale of India's number-theory genius, Srinivasa Ramanujan. He doesn't see the point to many courses, is enthralled by astronomy 101, and is obsessed by Fermat's Last Theorem, which insists that there is a compact proof that although two squares can sum to another square (the Pythagorean Theorem), no two cubes can sum to a third cube (indeed, for n > 2, a^n + b^n cannot equal c^n). He muddles along until one summer he stumbles into a mess: People he thought were okay turn out to be involved in piracy, he is trapped into a ship hijacking, and to save his life he cooperates with the pirates, only to be caught up as a suspected pirate when the military attack. A victim of harsh interrogation and extraordinary rendition, he winds up in an isolated cell where he has nothing to do but think about Fermat's famous theorem, and he solves it.
When, thanks to friends in high places, he is rescued and returned to friends and family, his solution makes him famous. But there is a poignancy to his situation. He has fame and true love, but the world is going to hell in its usual way, and the electromagnetic blasts sent into the universe by the first (and subsequent) atomic explosions have attracted the attention of the Grand Galactics, who do not approve of infant races who insist on playing with such toys. In fact, they approve so little that they have dispatched one of their client species, the One Point Fives, to sterilize the Earth. They won't be here for awhile, but they and doom are on the way. Meanwhile, another client species, the Nine-Limbed, is keeping an eye on us.
Also meanwhile, a secret operation on behalf of the UN, in which Ranjit's childhood best friend is deeply involved, is deploying measures that reduce combative nations such as--first--North Korea to powerlessness before rebuilding them on a more peaceful model. Known as Pax per Fidem, short for the Latin for Peace through Transparency, it is soon making the world a much better-behaved place. Perhaps, thinks the reader, the Grand Galactics will have second thoughts?
Also meanwhile, a space elevator is rising from Sri Lanka, the Moon is being outfitted for an Olympics in which Ranjit's daughter Natasha will star, after which she will attempt to compete in a solar sail race but vanish catastrophically only to reappear as a sort of puppet for alien voices. The Subramanian family, constantly on center stage, thanks to Ranjit's initial success with the theorem, must struggle to avoid falling victim to assorted political machinations (Pax per Fidem stops war, not politics).
In another echo of Clarke's career, the end hints of transcendence, but that is not why anyone should read the book. Rather, here is a warm and hopeful tale very much in the Clarke tradition. It's not action-adventure, not space-opera, but it's well worth the attention of everyone who enjoys thoughtful fiction and loving optimism.
