In this bi-weekly series reviewing classic science fiction and fantasy books, Alan Brown looks at the front lines and frontiers of the field: books about soldiers and spacers, scientists and engineers, explorers and adventurers. Stories full of what Shakespeare used to refer to as “alarums and excursions”: battles, chases, clashes, and the stuff of excitement.
Today we’re going to look at a classic science fiction book: Gateway, by one of the most influential authors in the field, Frederik Pohl. But I’m flexing the format somewhat, because this is not a re-read; instead, I’m reading the novel for the first time. It was one of my dad’s favorites, and he repeatedly tried to get me to read it. I had started it without success, and always promised to finish it someday. Recently, even though my dad is gone, I decided to keep that promise. And I’m glad I did.
In preparing this column over the past few years, I’ve gotten a new appreciation for many of the science fiction authors from the last century, and their place in history. I may have known many of their stories and books, but I didn’t know much about the authors themselves. One author I’d encountered without appreciating his full impact on the science fiction field was Frederik Pohl. I had read a couple of his books—both co-authored books from early in his career—and a few of his short stories from here or there. One of them, The Reefs of Space, I recently found in a used bookstore, and reviewed here. In preparing the biography segment for that review, I found out Pohl was not only a science fiction writer, he was involved in the field in many other ways.
I didn’t know he promoted many noted authors as a literary agent. Nor did I appreciate his work as a magazine editor, or how many new and diverse voices he brought into the field. When I reviewed Samuel Delany’s Nova, I found out that Pohl had supported his writing early in his career. When I reviewed Heinlein’s The Moon is a Harsh Mistress, I discovered it had been published in If when Pohl was editor. When I reviewed Niven’s Ringworld, I learned that Pohl had published Niven’s earliest stories. And I found Pohl was also a book editor, an academic, a fan, and even a blogger. Pohl’s name would come up again and again, and I soon realized his impact on the field was enormous. I remembered how my dad had suggested I read more of Pohl’s work, and finding Gateway in my favorite used bookstore, decided it was finally time to take dad’s advice, and read the book. I found it to be groundbreaking in its complexity, compelling in its mystery, and often darkly disturbing.
About the Author
Frederik Pohl (1919-2013) was a prolific and profoundly influential American science fiction author, who also helped to shape the genre as a fan writer, academic, non-fiction writer, editor, and literary agent. He was a member of the seminal science fiction fan club the Futurians. He served as a weatherman in the Army Air Corps during World War II.
During a career that spanned over seven decades, Pohl wrote stories in a wide variety of styles and settings. His work was often humorous, but also dark and cynical, and he was willing to look unblinkingly at the worst instincts of mankind. He collaborated with a number of other science fiction greats, including Cyril Kornbluth, Jack Williamson, and Lester del Rey. He used pseudonyms extensively during his career, which resulted in a body of work larger than many people appreciated at the time. His Heechee series, which included the novel Gateway, and which many consider his finest work, grew to five novels and one collection. Pohl himself said he considered Gateway his best work, in part because it was so personal.
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The Redemption of Time
Pohl edited a number of science fiction magazines during his career. Most notable was his work editing both Galaxy and If magazines during the 1960s, when If received Hugo Awards for Best Magazine for three consecutive years. Pohl hired Judy-Lynn del Rey as an assistant at Galaxy, starting off her distinguished career as a science fiction editor. During this time, those magazines published a very compelling body of work, far more diverse than what was appearing in Analog at the time. Under Pohl’s leadership, Galaxy printed works by Poul Anderson, Gordon Dickson, Harlan Ellison, Frank Herbert, Larry Niven, Clifford Simak, Cordwainer Smith, Robert Silverberg, and Jack Vance. If serialized three novels by Robert Heinlein, and printed works by Samuel Delany, Harlan Ellison, Keith Laumer, Jacqueline Lichtenberg, Larry Niven, Alexei Panshin, Fred Saberhagen, E. E. Smith, A. E. van Vogt, and Gene Wolfe.
Pohl also edited books for Ace, Ballantine, and Bantam Books. His name even appeared on the line of books he purchased and edited for Bantam Books during the 1970s (published as “Frederik Pohl Selections”), an example of his formidable reputation in the field. Among those books were Joanna Russ’ novel The Female Man and Samuel Delany’s wildly experimental Dhalgren.
During Pohl’s career as an agent, he represented many of the leading writers in the field, including Isaac Asimov. He also served as president of the Science Fiction Writers of America for over two years.
Pohl was recognized with a number of awards during his career. He received multiple Hugo Awards: three for If magazine while he was editor, two for short fiction, two for novels, and one fan writing award for the blog he started later in his life. He received two Nebula Awards for novels. The novel Gateway received both the Hugo and Nebula Awards for the year it was published, but also the Locus and John Campbell awards. He was the 12th author honored by the Science Fiction Writers of America with their Grand Master Award. In 1998, he was inducted into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame. A more complete list of all his awards and nominations can be found at the Science Fiction Awards Database. While most of Pohl’s work is still under copyright, a few of his early works can be found at Project Gutenberg.
The Heechee Saga
The Heechee saga started not with Gateway, which appeared in 1977, but with a 1972 novella, “The Merchants of Venus,” published a few years before. Pohl had been speculating on what might draw humans to the nasty environment we now know exists on Venus, and created a world of underground tunnels and artifacts, left behind by a mysterious race dubbed the Heechee—a race that preceded humanity by many millennia, if not by eons.
Gateway took this initial concept one step further by postulating an asteroid, overlooked because of its orbit outside the plane of the ecliptic, filled with Heechee tunnels and artifacts as well as hundreds of faster-than-light spaceships, equipped with landers, which could depart to random destinations. An international corporation is established to manage the exploration and whatever treasures are found, and human “prospectors” from Earth who can pay the price to travel to the Gateway are sent out to explore.
Through a trial and error process where more prospectors are lost than survive, missions sometimes discover great treasures, habitable planets, scientific knowledge, and most importantly, Heechee devices that can lead to new technologies. The Heechee ships are of various types and sizes. There are ships that can hold one, three, or five prospectors, which are named for their capacities. There are also armored versions of these ships that can take more punishment than others. And while the destinations are mostly unknown points in space, each ship carries a lander that can be used to explore upon arrival. Some prospectors die because the length of the random journeys exceed their food and life support capabilities; others are killed by radiation or other dangerous or extreme conditions at their destinations. Some die in attempting landings; some are killed by technologies they don’t understand. Others simply never return.
The human race, while it has ventured out into the solar system, is in dire straits. Earth is hideously overpopulated, pollution has blighted much of the planet, and global warming has increased sea levels. Desperate for food sources, humanity has resorted to direct conversion of hydrocarbons into food, with every potential source of those hydrocarbons being exploited, including mass strip mining of shale deposits. While some elites live in domed cities with advanced health care offered by an expensive “Full Medical” program, most struggle to survive in a miserable and hungry environment, and even resort to selling organs and body parts to the wealthy. The use of Heechee ships to explore the universe is an act of desperation, as humanity hopes to find technologies that will enable them to head off the catastrophe that seems inevitable.
The Heechee saga is fascinating because of the mystery it presents. It is a story of archaeological exploration and discovery, since everything about the long-vanished Heechee is shrouded in mystery. While more about the Heechee is revealed in later books, the saga is very much a story about exploring and finding mankind’s place in the universe. It also provides an unflinching view of mankind’s weaknesses, and the desperation that often drives explorers and pioneers.
There have reportedly been three efforts to bring the Heechee saga to television. Two did not succeed, but a third may still show some promise: It has some notable names attached, as Robert Kirkman and David Alpert of Skybound Entertainment have taken up the project as of 2017. There have been no dates set for airing the show, however, and no recent news on the show’s progress, but one can easily see how this story could work as a televised drama.
Gateway
The first thing that struck me about Gateway was how the cover—a beautiful piece showing slick and streamlined spaceships, painted by Boris Vallejo—did not fit the story, which described mushroom-shaped utilitarian ships, and has a much grittier ethos, overall.
The book opens with a chapter in the present tense, as we find the protagonist, Robinette (or Bob) Broadhead in the midst of a grueling session with a cybernetic psychologist that he dismissively calls “Sigfrid von Shrink.” We learn that Bob lives in comfort with the wealthy under the Big Bubble in New York City, and has a summer place on the Tappan Sea. He is wealthy enough to afford Full Medical coverage, which includes not only basic medical care, but also life-prolonging treatments and transplants. But he is not happy; he is miserable, in fact. His relationships are shallow and meaningless. Somewhere in his past lies not only a discovery that brought him great wealth, but a trauma that scarred him deeply.
We switch between these psychiatric sessions and chapters written in the past tense that show Bob arriving at Gateway, meeting the colorful inhabitants of the station, and learning the ropes. Having escaped a miserable existence in the shale mines, he has won the lottery, and put his money into a ticket to Gateway—doubling down on his luck, and betting his very life on his chances as a prospector. He is initially attracted to another newcomer named Sheri, but is soon in a deep relationship with a woman named Klara, a veteran prospector who has been working as an instructor. He and Klara have something in common: They are afraid to go out on a mission (a repeat mission for her, a first for him). This is not at all surprising, as the odds for prospectors are worse than a game of Russian Roulette in which half (or more) of the chambers in the revolver are filled with cartridges. And when Bob and Klara do go out together, the enforced proximity strains their already turbulent relationship.
Bob’s psychiatric sessions feel very real, and indicate that Pohl amassed a deep knowledge of Freudian psychology and talk-focused therapy. The use of a machine as a therapist is amusing, as from the patient’s perspective, psychologists often seem robotic in the way they eschew emotion, and use repetitive statements to draw the patient out. But any amusement to be found here is on the darker side of humor, since drawing out Bob’s repressed memories is a grueling process. The sessions focus on Bob’s miserable life in the mines, a failed relationship, the early death of his mother from a lack of health care, his current vapid relationships with a string of girlfriends, his experiences on Gateway, and his turbulent relationship with Klara.
Though the novel was published in 1977, Gateway feels very modern. The vision of Earth as wasted by pollution, flooded by rising seas, and overstuffed with people is still seen today as a future that’s all too likely if mankind does not change its ways. The book presents various sexual situations involving homosexuality, bisexuality, infidelity, and polyamorous relationships in a very open and non-judgmental manner. The novel is also interspersed with snippets from the future: copies of contracts, newspaper items, personal ads, poems, letters, and computer code. These do a good job of immersing the reader in this fascinating future world; my only thought is that future editions might want to put these snippets in a different font. In the edition I read, they are presented in a format that looks like teletype printouts which, instead of appearing like glimpses of the future, seems more fitting for images from the past.
I can easily see why I did not finish the book in my younger days. Bob Broadhead is not a terribly sympathetic, or even likable, protagonist. The psychology sessions can be painful to read. And Bob has very little agency; he is more victim of circumstance than action hero. As someone who likes to read about people who fight their way out of a fray, successfully engineer a solution to a problem, or cleverly deduce the truth of a situation, the story is not one that I would have sought out on my own. I also tend to prefer romances that have a bit of wish fulfillment in them, rather than an unflinching portrayal of the ugliness that is often intertwined with passion in human relationships.
Yet the story is absolutely gripping in its escalating intensity. As the narrative switches between the present and the past, the reader spirals closer and closer to the ugly truths that Bob cannot face, drawn inexorably to the tragedy at the heart of this tale.
Final Thoughts
Gateway is not a novel for those who insist on predictability, likable characters, or happy endings. However, while I found it troubling, I have to say it is a masterpiece of the genre, written by one of the most accomplished authors at the very top of his game. In the end, I admit it: My dad was right, and this book was well worth reading.
And now I’d like to hear from you: What are your thoughts on Gateway? Or your thoughts on Pohl’s other works, and his influence on the field of science fiction?
Alan Brown has been a science fiction fan for over five decades, especially fiction that deals with science, military matters, exploration and adventure.
Read it as a teenager in the 80’s, and again a couple of years ago. As the gap between rich and poor grows wider and class mobility stagnates, the social milieu Pohl created for Gateway seems even more prescient and relevant now than when it was published. I was caught by what you said about Robinette having very little agency: He is very much the beneficiary of random chance, and is consumed with guilt as a result. It’s not the best buildup to a twist/reveal in science fiction (I think that belongs to Iain Banks’ Use of Weapons), but it is excellent in scope, pacing, and presentation of ephemera as a way of setting the stage.
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Troubling, is I think a fair assessment. I did finish it but experienced the same problems you mentioned for pretty much the same reasons. That is probably the reason I did not read the other volumes but given the importance of the series in science fiction history another attempt is coming in the fall.
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My experience with Frederick Pohl has been brief for the reasons you suggest in the penultimate paragraph of your synopsis. I might quibble with your suggestion that the plot is unpredictable–to me a book that has a predictable unhappy ending is as bad as a book with a predictable happy one. The ones that wreck me are the ones that could go either way.
Ultimately, I’m just not interested in this level of cynicism extended to novel length, especially where the dystopia in question, once original, is now a thing of cliche.
Gateway has always been in my top 10 list of my favorite SF Novel. I read in in 1977 when I was 19 and thought it was a dark masterpiece. Still do. Must admit I hated the sequels though and eventually stopped reading the series. But Gateway stands as a great work. Read Man Plus as well. It was his novel just before Gateway and he is in top form there as well.
Read The Space Merchants by Pohl and Kornbluth. It is not very well written (written in the 1950’s) but it is prescient in it’s depiction of our future society.
I read Gateway in its entirety during a horrendous 8-hour airport layover. It will always be associated with the uncomfortable seats and noise of the airport around me in my mind. But it did make a lasting impression. It was so uncomfortable yet fascinating to read, and disturbing to boot. I haven’t reread it since, though I often reread. I am deeply ambivalent about it, because although I consider it a masterpiece of the genre, it’s a masterpiece that maybe I’d have been happier in the sense of ignorance being bliss to forgo. It challenged and upended my perspective on books and future, and affected me deeply. Some day I am not grateful for it.
I’m quite a bit older and more used to the dystopian shenanigans authors like to pull, but I still shudder at the thought of some of the passages from this book.
I first read Gateway a few years ago and was fascinated at how problematic the main character was in his treatment of women–almost to the point of satire. Had it not been written in the 70s, I would have been hard pressed to consider how aware the author was of what he was doing in that regard.
I have always felt that it is important to read older works both from the perspective of the time in which it was written as well as with the sensibilities of current times. Gateway is one of the first books I think of when it comes to that philosophy as it reads so different in 2019 as it does in 1977. I liked it for what I got out of it, but not enough to run out and get the sequels.
I got my SFBC edition and devoured it in a weekend. Bob and Dane Metchnikov’s weird little pas-de-deux was enlightening to me; also vivid, after 42 years, is the event-horizon scene.
Pohl was an amazing writer, and I’m sad he had to die even though he was closing in on 100 at the time. Something in me wants those whose ideas are so huge to remain with us.
@7 Broadhead was a truly unlikeable character, and his treatment of women was inexcusable. All I can say in his favor is that he knew he was messed up, and was seeking help.
I had to read this book for a class in Science Fiction. The fact that I can remember almost nothing about it shows how negative an impression it made. The heechee ships are all I remember and how the Russian Roulette aspect really creeped me out.
Read the entire series in the 90s (I think) and it did make an impression on me. I agree that the relationships were one of the weaknesses of the book, but the feeling of desparation and tension mixed with dread was an interesting take on exploration compared with the adventure novels or the shiny space exploration stories I was used to. It felt ahead of its time in many ways, though very dated in others. I don’t know how I would take it if I read it today.
I read the first book repeatedly when I was in high school (maybe even junior high?). Of course, at the time many of the problems with Bob as a character just kind of slid right on by me. I know I read at least one or two of the eventual sequels, but they didn’t really take much hold.
For me, this was an otherwise excellent novel that’s utterly ruined by a painfully silly logical flaw in the basic plot. Whenever I see the title, an evil voice in my head rumbles the words “alarm clock!” and I roll my eyes. The whole scenario of humans piloting one of the Heechee ships to an unknown and possibly deadly destination could have been eliminated with a device no more complicated than an alarm clock. Even a mechanical windup alarm clock, as long as the mainspring was big enough. Just have the alarm clock device press the “return to base” button after a certain span of time. If the ship makes it back, you at least know that its programmed destination should be survivable. Boom. The whole main source of plot tension in the novel pops like a balloon.
It’s a shame to have such a rich and complex novel ruined for me by that single flaw, but that was my reaction. But I thank you for this review; it’s helped to remind me of all the great things about the book.
@12: Maybe I’m misremembering the book, but I don’t get how your alarm clock idea would solve everything. Assuming you mean that this would be an unmanned mission (you didn’t say, but I can’t think how it would make sense otherwise), and assuming that the timer isn’t really just a simple alarm clock but has some way to know when the ship has arrived at its destination (since otherwise pressing the button has no effect), it’s only telling you about the worst-case scenarios, like the ship ends up in a star or just disappears. Most people are killed by other things that wouldn’t have destroyed the timer.
It would still be helpful to know how long the trip takes… but I’m pretty sure Pohl establishes that these ships can run out of fuel and no one knows how to refuel them. If so, I have no trouble believing that the Gateway company decided human life is cheap enough that it’s not worth adding an extra scouting mission to every trip at the risk of using up the ships earier.
I haven’t actually read the book, only played the Legend Entertainment games based on the series. As far as I can tell, they did a good job with the adaptation. The grittiness and psychotherapy aspects are toned down a LOT, so if you’d rather experience a story that matches up better with the shiny book cover, try the games! Even though they’re decades old now, they hold up quite well if you’re used to text adventures.
@12 I thought the same thing just now when reading through the article! I know Heechee technology is supposed to be nigh-impenetrable, but if a person can press a button to trigger the ship to go, then a device could be made to do the same thing.
@13 Assuming a device is made that can not only trigger an auto-return, but determine when to do so, then it shouldn’t be much of a stretch to add to that device sensors that can monitor the ship’s surroundings to provide more data on how hospitable or not that environment is. Even if the Gateway Corporation doesn’t care enough to send unmanned scout missions, they could set up the auto-return device to require resetting by the pilot every X number of hours (12? 24?), without which it triggers the ship’s return, with or without the pilot. The pilot should be expected to record his own observations of the mission as it unfolds in addition to any sensor data that’s gathered (probably constant automatic audio recording of the cockpit would be best, and also video recording what’s outside the ship, if possible). You still might not know exactly what happened to the pilot, but the corp would be in a much better position to tell whether a rescue or follow-up mission is feasible. Plus they’d get more of the ships back. I would guess that getting more of the ships back might even outweigh the extra mileage (so to speak) of sending unmanned scout missions, depending on how many missions a ship can go on.
The only justification I can think of (and I haven’t read the books, so I don’t know if any such explanation is ever given, but I highly doubt it) is if something about the Heechee method of interstellar travel fries human electronics, preventing the usual methods of data recording. Even so, I’m certain some kind of low-tech contraption could be devised for an auto-return trigger after a given amount of time, if nothing else.
There is some kind of auto-return gadget. One log excerpt is from someone saying that the first leg of this trip has been so long that they’ll starve to death even if they eat the bodies of the previous suicides, so they are setting the auto-return gadget and taking the suicide pills.
They also believe the ships have some kind of fuel limit, because there is a note that a particular pattern seems to mean “almost out of fuel” because ships with this pattern never return no matter where you send them.
Sigfrid (Computer Freud) was a great character, but a modern telling would use a Milton (Computer Milton Erickson) and then Broadbent would not only overcome his sense of horror, but would also find good reasons to be more respectful toward women.
@8 Indeed he was, and all the therapy in the world couldn’t’ve cured his misanthropy complicated by terminal misogyny.
I have to say I don’t think Gateway stands up at all. The robot psychiatrist sections seem simultaneously ridiculous and trite, to me, and the system humanity comes up with for taking advantage of this incredibly valuable, limited resource that falls into its lap just seems utterly unbelievable. Also, what is good and arresting in the novel is really just Roadside Picnic transposed into space.
It was a really disappointing reread for me; Man Plus and Jem have stood up much better.
#18, @docturtle: I read the Siggy sections as a parodistic attack on Freudianism, not a serious portrayal of therapy. Yes, the scenes are intense and harrowing, but that’s because Bob’s experiences were, not because psychoanalysis actually works. Pohl was well aware that it’s entirely lacking in scientific merit. (He said, controversially.)
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A good hypnotist like Milton Erickson would simply put Broadbent in a dissociated state, review the experience without distress, then suggest amnesia. He had a case where he did exactly that but I can’t recall the specific one. Probably in “Conversations with Milton Erickson”
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@19 Carl. I guess one person’s harrowing is another person’s “okay, I can see where this is going, get on with it”. And I know it was the 70s, but Sigmund’s code really hasn’t aged well.
On a separate subject, it’s interesting how much highly regarded SF written in the second half of the 70s is set against the backdrop of an America in a state of societal collapse. Gateway, Beasts, Mockingbird, Where Late The Sweet Birds Sang, Seven American Nights, On Wings Of Song, The Stochastic Man, Hello America – and those are just the ones I’ve read or reread in the last couple of years.
@22 In the early 70s, a lot of folks felt like US society was in a state of collapse. The Viet Nam war was going badly, the President resigned to avoid impeachment, hippies were questioning the Establishment, civil rights issues were far from solved by passage of the Civil Rights Act, and the economy had gone sour. There was a general feeling of turmoil and angst.
@22, much SF is still about a collapsed USA. Heinlein wrote about a collapsed USA. Adventure stories need terrible crises.