Nothing at all gets resolved here, and I dearly hope that I will find resolutions when I get into the sequel, Olympos. Literary and cultural references also abound, with Shakespeare, Proust, and (obviously) Greek mythology playing major roles in the narrative. The writing is gripping, the world-building fascinating, the characterization good enough, and the plot races ahead, spooling out fresh revelations and clues about What The Snarking Heck Is Going On at just the right pace. Meanwhile, a group of Wellsian Eloi-esque humans in our far future begin to question their easy but culture-less existence and a band of sentient robots in Jovian space detect technology-what-shouldn't-be coming from Mars and set out to investigate. (Obviously, some manner of time and space travel shenanigans must be going on here, the exact nature of which is part of the narrative thrust of the book). The Greek gods have set up a new Mount Olympus on a terra-formed Mars and have enlisted the aid of resurrected 20th century scholars in observing how closely the Trojan War raging below corresponds to Homer's telling of it. Simmons combines a retelling of The Iliad with a post-apocalyptic science fiction story in Ilium.
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