I'm not going to attempt to guess the author; I'm terrible at that. But whoever it was, it was beautiful. I don't know why I'm such a sucker for 15%-to-the-left dystopian US fic, but I am. This story put me in mind of a US like in The Handmaiden's Tale, creepy, horrific, forcing people into roles that go against their very being. I would love to know the divergence point from our US history, where this country started the slide towards fascism: was it a catastrophe, like in Atwood's book, or a slow slide caused by fear and apathy?
The prose was gorgeous and the characters exquisitely drawn. Our John is all repression under the bonhomme, and that's in our universe. A John in this universe would be so much worse, and you wrote that so well. I'm not embarrassed to say that the scene in the lodge made me tear up a bit; John finally letting himself be vulnerable in the name of love was heartbreaking and beautiful. And that he doesn't try to deny it afterwards, that he wants to reach out for this new life and try and make it happen, gives us hope. Like some others above, I hope that this Atlantis never reestablishes contact with Earth (and that Ford never leaves...though them finding Ronon would be great.)
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Date: 2007-04-28 08:27 pm (UTC)The prose was gorgeous and the characters exquisitely drawn. Our John is all repression under the bonhomme, and that's in our universe. A John in this universe would be so much worse, and you wrote that so well. I'm not embarrassed to say that the scene in the lodge made me tear up a bit; John finally letting himself be vulnerable in the name of love was heartbreaking and beautiful. And that he doesn't try to deny it afterwards, that he wants to reach out for this new life and try and make it happen, gives us hope. Like some others above, I hope that this Atlantis never reestablishes contact with Earth (and that Ford never leaves...though them finding Ronon would be great.)