‘’Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves’’
Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
Evo, I have been composing for some time now to write something, but everything seems insufficient to me.
First, let me have a small introduction. I have never watched a Kubrick film. I know, it's horrible. However, ever since childhood, that genre didn't really attract me, so I skipped the entire Star Wars obsession and everything else that comes with it. And only about a year ago, I decided to touch that territory a little and see if there is a place for me and my taste in it. And I can tell you that I was surprised.
Here, in my mind, I still can't understand how this man wrote "2001: A Space Odyssey" in 1968 when Armstrong landed on the moon only a year after that. How did he describe Jupiter's surface and Saturn's rings and moons when the first Voyager was launched ten years later? Can someone please explain to me why the astronauts were sending Clarke pictures of the dark side of the moon and the white fields on Jupiter with the words "We're thinking of you"?
I believe that this book doesn't need a special description or preview unless you are as ignorant as I was, who had never read or watched anything related to "2001: A Space Odyssey". And if you are, BELIEVE ME, take it right now and correct that mistake. I was thrilled from head to toe for the last ten or so pages.
Now I'm looking at my Sci-Fi book collection, among which this one now stands. I can tell you, it's not as small as it used to be. In fact, it hasn't been able to fit on just one shelf for a long time. And in retrospect, I'm comparing this book with the others that I've read from that shelf. Of course, there are a few giants like this one waiting for their turn. But overall, three, actually four titles stand out for me. "The Children of Time" by Adrian Tchaikovsky, as the first pure Sci-Fi novel that blew me away and that I still consider one of the best stories I've ever read. Then Douglas' inevitable "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" because it was with this one that I first realized that this genre doesn't have to be dry, but can be absurd and entertaining. And, of course (if we exclude "Dune" which I consider a genre of its own), Isaac Asimov's "I, Robot" series which has done more for the development of artificial intelligence and the way we look at it than he himself could have possibly predicted would happen.
And along with them, equally important now and which I can freely say for the history, this novel which is the only one of all the above-mentioned to get a perfect five as a tear from the first reading. And that must say something for itself.