THE CREATORS

Moskovitz concludes his science-fiction trilogy with this novel about the secret origin—and potential future—of humanity.

Advances in science have done away with the need for religion—at least until evidence of intelligent design is discovered encoded into people’s DNA. The Church of the Double Helix rises as a new religious force, its worship built around musical translations of messages in the DNA code—messages from beings in a parallel universe detailing the creation of humanity. Fifteen-year-old prodigy Natasha Takana attends its services every Sunday, attempting to decipher the incomplete message. “A dying civilization in a parallel world, facing annihilation, had reached across the boundary between worlds to preserve its legacy. What, Natasha wondered, were the events that had driven them nearly to extinction?” Had anyone from that world survived? Natasha manages to ride the music into that parallel dimension, where the Creators themselves offer her a warning for the future. Elsewhere, journalist Lena Holbrook is investigating a remote back-to-basics commune in Oregon. She is particularly interested in a couple who live there with their preternaturally gifted daughter, Macklyn. Meanwhile, a small group of genetically engineered immortals known as Lazarus plot to gain control of Natasha or Macklyn, or both, and thereby breed a new generation of superhumans. Moskovitz’s prose is reliably lean and exact: “Abraham began his rounds just after daybreak. After the previous day’s squall and a light rain during the night, the sand underfoot was damp and dense and the fruit on the trees glistened.” The novel draws together the storylines of previous books in the Brink of Life trilogy in a way that is thematically coherent, if not exactly emotionally satisfying. The characters here are stiffer than in past works, and the narrative feels a bit less organic. Moskovitz, who also wrote The Brink of Life (2019), asks questions that are ambitious and vast—about the nature of humanity, the origin of life, the future of the planet—and the novel is short enough that it doesn’t overstay its welcome. The book makes its landing without coming apart, but it does so without the panache fans of the previous volumes have likely hoped for.

A somewhat wooden science-fiction thriller that drifts into existential—even mystical—territory.