Ken MacLeod dazzled us all with his original Fall Revolution series, and then delivered below expectations with his fairly boring Engines of Light trilogy. He seemed to be starting a comeback with Newton's Wake, but that appears to have been an anomalously decent book in an otherwise protracted series of boring, half-sketched novels.
In this, his most recent, novel, we alternate viewpoints between members of a sub-light-speed interstellar ship, and the aliens living on the destination planet. This approach is quite reminiscent of Vernor Vinge's _A Deepness in the Sky_. The scheming factions on the starship, and the back-channel communication between one faction and the aliens only further the comparison...which is all to MacLeod's disadvantage, as reminding us of an outstanding novel can only reveal more starkly just how far short his own novel falls.
The characterization is stunningly flat: only the aliens have much personality, and even then, not much: they seem like fictional versions of MacLeod and his pub-frequenting Scottish political chit-chat buddies (the same set that appear in every single novel MacLeod has ever written) - the only difference is these guys have wings, and don't actually live in Scotland, just a place that resembles it.
The plot is fairly uncomplicated, although a few bits that are relevant are presented hastily and then rushed from the stage. When the political denouement comes, how many factions are there on the starship? Two? Three? Four?? It's not quite clear, and the exact reasons that they've factionalized beyond the initial two groups are also only roughly sketched out....and, heck, for that matter, the decision to escalate a minor disagreement into full bore factionalization is also handled sloppily and confusingly.
One ends up convinced that MacLeod pushed his characters into a political crisis not so much because the plot and the characters demanded it, but because that's the only way that MacLeod knows how to end a story: bad thing happens, then Our Heroic Pub Dwelling Street Politicos Race to the Barricades (tm), and using a combination of positive-sum-game thinking, samizdat distribution and organization, and a good close reading of a Manifesto and/or Constitution, defeat the shortsighted zero-sum-game folks.
The banality of this scene is topped only by the boring First Contact scene: door opens. Member of species one steps out, raises hand in gesture of peace, and says something like "hey there; we're not going to hurt you". This is Deeply Symbolic(tm), though (at least in MacLeod's mind) because it indicates that ...umm..."hey there; we're not going to hurt you".
If you're looking for a great novel about First Contact, scheming factions, weird aliens, peace, war, back-channel communications, and stark insights into how people think, you've set your sites high...but you can find something that delivers: _A Deepness in the Sky_. Skip this book, though. MacLeod is either past him prime, or just loafing, and he shouldn't be rewarded with your hard-earned dollars for this disappointment.