Book Review
The Altered Ego by Jerry Sohl
The setting is
Los Angeles in 2045 and scientists have discovered how to store a
person’s memories and transfer them to another body after death.
Jerry Sohl, author of The Altered Ego, was
a prolific scriptwriter for The Twilight Zone, Star Trek,
and other tv shows of that era.
So here we get a lean, plot driven novelette that can be entertaining
when looked at through the proper lens.
Bradley
Kempton is the genius leader of a corporation that produces optical
systems for spaceships. Kempton gets murdered and brought back to
life but his son Carl quickly realizes that his father is not the old
self he used to be. Carl and his hot girlfriend Marilla start to
investigate why and learn that a subordinate employee named John
Hardesty had died a month earlier; the corporate scientists who
record and preserve people’s
memories had implanted Hardesty’s mind into Kempton’s body before
resuscitating it.
At
first, The Altered Ego reads
like a detective novel in a science-fiction setting. Carl seeks out
hard data on John Hardesty while Marilla shadows the
newly restored man. Both
learn that Hardesty indulges in the seamy side of Los Angeles. Like
Dashiell Hammett’s Red Harvest, the
story opens with a mystery that is solved almost immediately but the
early solution leads to the uncovering of a conspiracy. Sohl’s
conspiracy, however, is one
of international and intergalactic proportions. It is the pursuit of
the how and why of the plot
that draws the protagonists along
a path of quick and sharp plot twists.
As
Carl learns more about the conspiracy, he crosses the paths of the
men responsible for it. He winds up in a psychiatric hospital, only
to discover his father, the real Brandon Kempton, is imprisoned there
too. However, his father’s memories had been implanted into the
brain and body of a psychopathic killer. The
big revelation is why Brandon Kepmton’s mind was preserved for the
sake of the criminal cabal.
That
is where the best parts of the book end. The chase scene and the
climactic confrontation are formulaic and cliched. The story ends the
way you might expect a movie of the 1950s to end which should be no
surprise considering who Jerry Sohl was in real life. The final
chapter is especially bad; a detective explains everything that
happened in a typical mystery story
fashion. But all he really
does is run through the events of the previous chapter; assuming you
actually read that chapter before going on to the last chapter, you
have to wonder why the author thought this was necessary. Maybe Sohl
thought it was too fast paced for you to comprehend or you are horribly deficient in memory.
Maybe he thought there was a need for closure. Maybe he was
contracted to write a certain number of pages and used the final
monologue as filler. Or maybe he just ended it that was because Sohl
insisted on slavishly following the murder mystery formula,
paint-by-numbers style. Even worse, the final lines of the story are
especially cheesy. You might
be left with a better impression in the end if you skip the last
chapter entirely.
The Altered
Ego can be criticized for a
number of other shortcomings. It is a plot driven book so character
development is only taken to the point where the personality traits
make each person fit the role they are meant to play in the story. It
is thematically shallow. The switch between John Hardesty and Brandon
Kempton could be an effective, if
unoriginal, exploration of the doppelganger motif. Marilla could
represent the strive for women’s equality in the world of fiction.
John Hardesty’s attempt at seducing Marilla, his faux-son’s
girlfriend, looks like a reversal of the Oedipal Complex. The
conspiracy could be a useful metaphor for Cold War politics and the
science of the sanitarium could be a reference
to the CIA’s MK-Ultra mind control program. But these themes are
only hinted at and never explored. Sohl’s
novelette appears formulaic and cartoonish. But if you like cartoons,
that is perfectly alright.
The Altered
Ego has its faults. Really, it
is intended to be read for entertainment more than anything. If you
read it that way
it fulfills that purpose and is, honestly, fun to read if you do not
take it too seriously.
Sohl, Jerry. The Altered Ego. Pennant Books, New York: 1954.
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