The City, Not Long After

Maybe I'm a cynic, but this story of a post-apocalyptic SF populated by artists – in which the artists must USE ART to fight off an invading force – was just a little too fluffy for me. I picked it up to pass the time and it was pleasant enough, and I have to admit it did have a sort of charm, but on the whole nothing about it was especially deep or interesting – especially given the liberal use of deus ex machina in the form of “the city dreaming” or “the city defending itself” etc. Good airplane read.