Reads like a throwback to the old Doc Smith pulps. And I mean that in a good way. The writing is purple and the action none stop. But that would not earn much in the way of stars. The NARRATION is absolutely the best! Love this guy's take on the overwrought writing.

One of the compelling features of the Patrick O'Brian novels is the tension between the desire to defeat and destroy the enemy, on the one hand, and the recognition that any British sea Captain is likely to have more in common with his French counterpart than with his own countrymen. It lends a poignancy and moral dimension to the narrative.

Sadly, this seems to be a subtlety that this piece of military SF misses. Having done everything to import as close a facsimile to the British maritime service into space as possible (creating a plague that killed most women to justify all-male crews; an elaborate physics system that makes boarding ships, rather than shooting them, the main system of combat; the use of cutlasses as major weapons in said boarding; maintaining the same British navy songs with suitable 'spacy' changes; I could go on), Honsinger makes the enemy a religiously fanatical species evolved from rats who are out to destroy the human race at any cost. Called the "Krag," they are about as 1-dimensional a set of villains as you're ever to meet in fiction.

Our hero, who we are told suffers from PTSD (good thing the author tells us, or we'd never know from his behavior or internal monologue), must perform the maneuvers common to a good military sf opener: Pull together a ragtag bunch of demoralized spacers and go out into the black alone to fight the enemy with only the traditions of the Space Navy to support him as he faces a series of dilemmas military and moral.

Unfortunately, while very enjoyable things can be done with this formula (see [b:On Basilisk Station|35921|On Basilisk Station (Honor Harrington, #1)|David Weber|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1390456253s/35921.jpg|965345] or [b:Midshipman's Hope|1053783|Midshipman's Hope (Seafort Saga, #1)|David Feintuch|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1408939449s/1053783.jpg|2535644] for two very different examples), success depends on the author's willingness to let the hero make mistakes, face doubt, and grow. In this case, every single problem is anticipated and addressed correctly on the first try-- no mistakes for our man. He seems to remember all, know all, and effortlessly achieves the respect of all characters except the designated Bad Apples on board, whose attempts to make trouble are seamlessly anticipated and harmlessly defused.

The thing that kept me reading was the only break from formula: Dr. Ibrahim Sahin, the ship's doctor and a practising Muslim. The doctor seems to have been ported in from a slightly more interesting book where people have selves and interests outside of the Navy. However, as an important character he is also rarely permitted to make mistakes, which creates some trouble when he's meant to be the reader's stand in for matters of ignorance concerning proper Conduct on a Navy Ship. After a few amusing cultural clashes, the good doctor seems to get a Knowledge Download or something because he becomes absolutely fluent in all the minutiae of military doctrine from one scene to the next and fades from view.

I conclude that this book suffers from a terminal failure of imagination. It was pronounced dead as of 71% of the way through and could not be revived despite vigorous efforts. May God have mercy on this book's soul, for I surely have none. ( )

This is prolly a 3.5 star book. It was a fast and fun read. Basically take a sailing /submarine book and move it to space, which I loved. I also liked the characters. The problem that I had with this one was it was very cliche and and full of troupes. I just felt like I knew what was next. Resonable well written, and a fast read.

Reminded me of the honor Harrington series to much maybe.
Spoilers: reason being : untried crew in and untried ship. Brilliant captain who has to pull the crew up by the bootstraps. Single ship facing overwhelming forces time and time again. You know the drill. ( )

I enjoyed a great deal of To Honor You Call Us, yet there was quite a bit about it I did not enjoy.

Captain Max Robichaux has been given command of the USS Cumberland, a bad luck destroyer with a problem crew, and tasked with going to the outer reaches of the galaxy to harass and fight humanity’s enemy, the Krag, aliens intent upon humanity’s genocide. Max’s only friend is the ship’s doctor, a brilliant, but woefully naïve man who helps Max gradually whip the crew into shape. There are instances of shadowing Krag ships, and of being shadowed, but there’s no real action until the end of the book when there is a climactic battle that Max predictably wins. And that’s one of the problems of the book – its predictability. Naturally, the protagonist has a tortured past, suffering from PTSD, and has a drinking problem, so he’s not perfect, even though virtually all of his solutions to the problems the ship encounters along the way are perfect. He’s a damn naval genius. Of course. And of course he whips the problem crew into shape. And of course there’s a drug problem among the crew and of course the doctor rehabilitates virtually everyone so that quite soon they’re all happy and productive naval personnel again. And of course Max thwarts a Krag battle plan aimed at another alien species, whom Max saves and of course, now they’re our allies. Of course. I’m not saying this stuff doesn’t work. I’m just saying you could pretty much guess what was coming down the pike and you really didn’t need to keep reading to know what would happen.

One of the things that really got to me in this book, and wait until you read the next book in the series – I just did – is the speeches and explanations. My God, it’s unreal! As I said, there’s not much in the way of action until the end of the book, so there are just events, speeches, a crew mutiny, more speeches, the drug problems I mentioned, continued speeches, some introspection, crazy speeches, and – holy crap – even more speeches! And perhaps by speeches, I mean explaining. Because that’s probably what it really is. The characters are forever explaining things to each other – and the reader – so everyone will know what’s going on. But it goes on and on, for pages. Max explains the secrets of the universe to the doctor and his crew and the doctor explains every scientific fact known to mankind to Max and the crew. Okay, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration, but that’s what it feels like. Page after page of explanations. I’ve never seen a book like this before. The author obviously thinks his readers are morons, or he wouldn’t spend so much time explaining the plot and tactical strategy and so on to “the crew” (and us). Sometimes it’s nice to NOT know everything that’s going on in a book, believe it or not. Sometimes I like to be surprised. This was just overkill.

Oh, and the female subplot. Apparently, the Krag released a virus of some sort that killed off about 70% of humanity’s female population, so apparently they’re kept at home, safe and sound. As a result, there are no female characters, which is a virtual first for me in a sci fi novel, with the near exception of Asimov’s first Foundation novel, a book that had one minor female character toward the end of the book. Since all male crews are in space for many months to possibly years at a time, you would think homosexuality would be prevalent, but that’s never mentioned in this book, which I thought was odd. The author passed up a chance to make a statement one way or the other on this topic.

Another issue: boarding parties. With swords. Like pirates. Seriously?

Finally, the author had the annoying habit of dropping pop cultural references to late twentieth century technology, fiction and sci fi, such as Star Trek, but since this is the twenty fourth century, how realistic is it to think that not only would he know all of this stuff, but that when he mentions these references aloud, his crew gets them? I think the author screwed this one up.

All this aside, the book isn’t bad. Robichaux, while both flawed and too perfect of a commander, is a likable character. And the final battle scene is pretty cool. And the budding friendly relationship between the captain and the doctor is enjoyable to see develop. Still, none of this can save the book from its problems, most especially the damned nonstop explaining and speeches. It would have been a four star book without those. With those problems, I’m knocking it down to three stars, although I’m still cautiously recommending it. It’s the first in a series. I’ve already read the second, but I’ll leave my opinion on that for the review I’ll write on that one. ( )

Honsinger tells a good tale. Interesting universe with really bad enemies in it. The first sign of their presence is a virus that destroys, very cruelly, almost all the females in the known universe. Intriguing diplomacy is required to create a strong enough allegiance to defeat the bad guys. An intrepid destroyer captain and his often clueless, about all things Navy MD combine to win a battle and enlist a powerful new ally ( )