The way Cordwainer writes seems to elevate this above most "genre fiction" stereotypes. I enjoyed the prose, the dark wit, and some of the strange imagery. There's a real sense that this story is one of many in a large, complex and mysterious world. The underpeople reminded me a lot of the deformed creatures forced into humanity by Wells' Dr. Moreau.

Where this falls apart for me is the execution of certain scenes and the unfolding of the larger narrative. The strange and cerebral only carry it so far, and some pivotal sequences feel a bit clunky and confusing. I think things are well set up, but it starts to feel rushed as it drives towards the pre-climactic revolution. Conversely, the ending trial is a little indulgent.

In some ways, it feels like a single piece within a larger whole. I imagine reading other of Cordwainer's stories would add valuable context and make it a more rewarding read. ( )