I like to read bad SFF. Sometimes I end up finding stories that I absolutely love. Stories that stick with me for years and whose ideas and themes show up in my own writing because SFF is about exploring ideas. Even if something is poorly plotted or has wooden characters it's still quite possible for an idea to be so alluring that all the other aspects of the writing fall away completely.
Steve White's Her Majesty's American is not one of those stories. Or at least I hope it's not. It's almost offensively bland. It's sexist and racist in almost impressive ways but it's just so yawn inducingly boring that those aren't even the worst parts of the book.
( hey if you've got this far and long reviews aren't your thing I'm sorry because I'm likely to go on for a while but tldr: this book is real bad )
The book begins with a timeline explaining how the the British Empire persisted into the far flung future of 2281 and how the rest of the world has coalesced into other empire blocks and so on. It's pretty much completely bugnuts insane, but basically all alt-history is and if that's your thing this is certainly a list of historical events that may have resulted in a world where British Empire ( and every other country contemporary to it ) still exists in the far flung future.
However directly after that is chapter one and things go downhill fast. There are five total characters who speak this chapter. Of them the only one you actually need to remember is Robert Rogers, our wonderful protagonist. Of the rest there are three men and one woman. One man is in two scenes and is introduced by a full name and title. Rogers' supposed friend, who is introduced on page 17 and dies on page 28, gets a full name and description AND triggers a small essay about how the Dutch are not really foreigners. The general, who joins the first man in a second scene and then we never hear from him again ( though Rogers thinks of him wistfully for a few chapters in a way that isn't weird at all ) gets full name, title, rank and a partial genealogy! The woman is referred to simply as secretary/receptionist and says this about her:
pg.17
" [The room] had two occupants. One was the director's secretary/receptionist--human, a major status symbol in itself, and in fact a very slightly if somewhat severe one at that. "
This woman is in uniform. I don't know for sure because as I said, the information above is literally all we get about her. However, Rogers specifically comments on how weird it is to see a non-military person in the room when he sees his Dutch friend so she presumably is uniform and has her name printed on her chest like most uniforms. Rogers/the author just can't be bothered. Why would we want a name and/or genealogy about her? She's obviously not important. Not like the other three men who show up in one more scene each. You can accuse me of making mountains out of molehills but you'd be an idiot. This isn't just a one time thing. It's a trend. There are a grand total of three named women in this book and that is with me counting secretary/receptionist. One of the others is a a name. I shit you not, this is literally all there is of this woman in the book:
pg. 153
" A cluster of people, mostly middle-aged or older, sat dejectedly on the floor, under the guns of a pair of what were presumably Sons of Wilkinson members.
Grey thrust herself into the pickup to stare at the screen. 'Professor Boudreau! Mrs. Weston! And... Dr. Bricknell!' "
That's it. The hostages are referred to collectively as "the hostages" from there on out.
The only other named female character in the entirety of this 221 page book ( I know it says 240 on the page, but idk the copy on my nook is 221 ) is Grey Goldson. Grey is the female lead of the book but she only exists for Robert to fantasize about sleeping with, to seduce men and to "consider" protesting the execution of disarmed and unconscious enemy combatants. Luckily she "thinks better" of this last wild idea. Oh and also Rogers treats her as though her beliefs make her an idiot, but the author makes it clear that her beliefs are stupid, so it's totally OK and not Rogers being an insufferable prick.
The only other time women even come up in a scene are to scream when something mildly, like when a spaceship jumps to FTL, or majorly, like when a fanatic opens fire in a crowded restaurant and then blows himself up after he is disarmed, surprising happens.
I wouldn't be surprised to learn that there are 30+ named characters in this book. Granted a number of them are just names and granted that we're mostly dealing with one military force or another which are mostly male ( what is it about historical fiction SF authors and clinging to period appropriate sexism despite it being the future? ) but literally three of them are identifiably female.
I also said this book was racist. This is really not something I say lightly, as the beliefs of a character in a book and the author of a book don't necessarily agree. It's possible to write a racist character and not be racist. It's possible even to have that character be the protagonist of your story and not be racist. You could even make the story be that racist protagonist getting whatever it is their racist heart desires and not be racist. I mean, you probably are but it's not a forgone conclusion. What you can't do is make an ethnic group the villains in your story, connect them to modern day events ( the fanatical suicide bomber above is part of said ethnic group of course ), say things like this:
pg. 124
"But in the 2020s, the Caliphate--vulnerable like all Islamic societies to the siren song of jihad--had fallen permanently under the control of blood-mad fundamentalist fanatics."
You can't imply that fundamentalist extremists exist in one culture and not in any others and not be racist. No, not even if you mention that there are Islamic minorities in other countries that don't get "riled up". I'm not sure but that might actually make it worse. And that is certainly not the only time the author decides we need to hear shitty things about this particular ethnic group. There are any number of sections I could grab but none of them are as eminently quotable as the one above.
Seriously people. All of the above is in this book and somehow the terrible plotting, wooden characters and just awful action scenes pushed all this so far out of my head that I only really finished processing how cringe worthy it was after I'd finished the book. I won't bother getting into specifics but just imagine how bad it has to be to have caused the information above to fade away.