Despite the misleading title, this is the second novel of the Skylark quadrilogy. The Skylark of Space is a legendary Radium-Age classic, considered the first space opera, but is perhaps a great example of how something can earn the title of classic without necessarily being the best. Doc Smith was a genius, but he wasn't a great writer. That being said, his books always never fail to entertain and fascinate me, especially his Lensman series, and he deserves his place as one of the greatest innovators of modern science fiction as we know it.
To recap, the first novel tells the story of how scientists Dick Seaton and Martin Crane stumble upon a means of propulsion using copper and the rare Element X, leading them to build a ship called Skylark to be the first men into space. A rival scientist, Blackie DuQuesne, tries to sabotage their plans and steal their technology, leading to a mad chase through the cosmos that ends up, after several adventures, on the distant but inhabited planet Osnome. During the course of events, the Skylark is refurbished as Skylark II, Dick becomes Overlord of Osnome, and DuQuesne makes his escape.
This second novel picks up a year later. DuQuesne and his company of thugs have been unsuccessfully trying to murder Dick, who is always one step ahead of his fiendish plans. So DuQuesne decides to use a spaceship of his own to go back to Osnome's star system and find a race of superbeings from whom he believes he can wrest the secret of an ultimate power that will destroy his rival once and for all. Meanwhile, the Osnomians have reached out to Seaton for help against a neighboring planet who has suddenly decided to wage a war of extermination against them.
Here's where things go really off the rails. While on their way to help his little green friends on Osnome, Dick and Mart encounter an even more hostile race--the Sontarans. Oops, I mean the Fenachrone. But you Doctor Who fans will no doubt recognize the Sontarans in the way the Fenachrone are depicted--squat, potato-headed warriors in a space suit and helmet. On top of that, the Skylark is a spherical ship. The Sontarans in Doctor Who fly around in little globular ships too, so I like to think that these stories exist in the same universe and that the Sontarans eventually co-opt the Skylark technology for their own needs. So I'm just going to call the Fenachrone "Sontarans".
So now Dick has to deal with the jealous and homicidal DuQuesne, a civil war, and a new megalomaniacal race hell bent on conquering the universe. It's a bit much, but this doesn't deter Doc Smith from this ambitious undertaking.
This novel was published originally as a serial in 1930, and really takes the formula of high interstellar adventure established in its predecessor to a whole new level. Readers certainly had never experienced anything like it. So it's no wonder this story continued to spawn more sequels and inspire nerds of the Great Depression and beyond to become engineers and scientists to someday reach for the stars.
Smith tried to incorporate real discoveries in mathematics and astrophysics to create a surprisingly sophisticated and scientifically grounded story that he hoped would be educational as well as inspirational. As a result, this is also one of the earliest examples of hard science fiction. At the end of this book, fellow hard-sf nerd and genius John W. Campbell even writes a review of scientific "mistakes" in the original Skylark novel. These guys were serious!
But remember what I said about him not being a great writer? Well, Dick and Mart have to be two of the most boring heroes ever in fiction, though by rights, they should be far more interesting. Dick is one of those annoying characters that is perfect at everything. He can whip up a spaceship as easily as I break computers, but he is also an accomplished magician, is the fastest gun in the galaxy, and has a machine that trains him instantly in alien languages and technology. However, he definitely has a dark side to him, and seems perfectly willing to kill people who get in his way, even to commit genocide against an alien race because they piss him off. Smith tries to explore the morality of this side of our main character a little more in this novel than in the first, even having him torture a Sontaran to death while DuQuesne spares his captive in a mirror situation. But it doesn't really create any conflict in the character or the story. Ultimately, it all gets justified by Smith's very 20th Century attitude of "we'll put a boot in your ass--it's the American way".
Yet I think even Smith realized his main character was a little too much of a blood-thirsty Mary Sue, so he tries to humanize Dick with a little personality--by having him talk constantly in 1920s slang in the most annoying and awkward way, making the guy seem like a hyperactive Edward G. Robinson more than an aloof scientist who is above conventional morality. Every time Dick opens his mouth (which is often), you'll want to stuff a sock in it. For example, here is what Smith writes when his badass hero is surprised by something he just witnessed:
"Well, I'll be kicked to death by little red spiders!"
By the way, the author doesn't just have Dick shout this phrase, or exclaim it, or whatever. Nope. He chooses to say that Dick "ejaculated" it.
Was Smith being intentionally naughty? Or was he just lacking awareness? Maybe I'm just immature, but it's already "hard enough" to take a man named Dick seriously--no offense to you bonafide Dicks out there--especially when his wife is constantly running around the entire story saying things like, "Where's my Dickie?" or "Hold it, Dickie!" and "Come, Dickie!" Besides, Smith can't even be bothered spelling Dickie with any consistency, sometimes ending it in a "y" instead of "ie".
As a final criticism, this novel sees the return of a device called "the educator". Dick uses it to transfer knowledge of alien minds into his brain. This was helpful in the first book to allow our human characters to communicate with our alien characters, but here it is abused by the author. Dick absorbs all the knowledge of a super-intelligent race of beings, making him drastically overpowered, so this eliminates any sense of threat or stakes. The only consequence is that now Dick is so wise that he is forced to be a little more reserved rather than his usual impetuous self. This terrible narrative decision certainly doesn't make for high drama.
But as irritating and unintentionally hilarious as the novel could be for me, I still wanted to see what would happen next, and what new weird creatures and menaces were in store. You do constantly wonder just what kind of bat-shit crazy stuff Smith has yet to throw in the mix. And if you like exploring strange new worlds in fiction, "Skylark III" has you covered. My favorite part is when Seaton and company arrive at Dasor, a planet so old that all the land eroded below sea level, forcing the locals to develop floating metropolises powered by green energy from the sun and waves. The cities resemble water parks more than anything, with lazy rivers and tube slides zigzagging all around as a means of public transportation. It's a beautiful and dreamlike world, and a good example of why I love science fiction.
In summary, this book is deeply--and I mean DEEPLY--flawed... BUT!... I still think it will be a blast for vintage pulp lovers, for readers curious about sci-fi history, and for fans of the original "Skylark of Space". Speaking of the original, you need not have read it to enjoy this one. All you need to know is what I already summarized in this review. And trust me, you won't understand "Skylark III" any better for it anyway. This is one of those narratives where you just have to go with the flow. If you do, and accept its wordsmith limitations and the context of the era in which it was written, you'll likely have a good time with this epic adventure.
SCORE: 2.5, rounded to 3 zones of force out of 5
WORD OF THE DAY: Heterodyne