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in one of the novels of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy Tri-Quad-Quintilogy, there is a throwaway line about the fate of the Starship Titanic, undergoing Spontaneous Massive Existence Failure ten seconds after launch. This tiny reference is the basis for this whole novel. As explained in his amusing foreword, Adams was concentrating on HHGTTG so he passed the writing job over to his friend and python Terry Jones.
The Starship Titanic (and her core intelligence Titania) are never-before-seen marvels of technology and everyone is very excited for its launch. Unfortunately in the moments leading up to her launch its creator Levovinus discovers a sabotage plot...
I mean, to try and explain the background information would be folly. There is nonsense about two different space-faring alien races and the transferral of work opportunities from one to the other resulting in planetary bankruptcy, leading to the eventual planting of a bomb and the destruction of Titania's core brain... but the real story starts when the Ship undergoes its Spontaneous Massive Existence Failure... and crashes into Earth.
Three humans are brought on board and meet a strange alien called The Journalist (abbreviated to "The") and then theres a whole load of shenanigans as the humans fight the snobbish, malfunctioning WaiterBots / Maitre'd'bots / lift bots / cleaner bots, etc etc in the unfinished starship. Theres even a really weird love triangle between the humans and the Journalist.
Its not brilliant. I confess, i find Adams' tangental sidetracks rather jarring in the same way that Family Guy now claims as its own. Often whole paragraphs are given to completely unnecessary anecdotes - from why the Blerotontin like canapes to a book we should all read about how Nettie Solved the Problem or what not. Now, don't get me wrong, this is Adams' trademark and Terry Jones effortlessly mimics it here... so i'd be a fool reading this novel not expecting these kind of narrative asides. It does make me think it would be interesting to see this written WITHOUT any of them and see just how long the book becomes. Probably a very slender volume.
Its also very clear that this was written by a very horny man (unsurprisingly as we find out it was written entirely in the nude), as nearly every conversation alludes to a bit of obsession, lusting and nipple-ogling. The love triangles - and every other variation of a romantic entanglement are laughable - i mean, none of these people should be together at all - but its hardly a piece of romantic fiction so i'm willing to let the complete lack of coherent characterisation weigh the review down.
For what its worth - two or three days, its not a challenging read - the concept alone is enough to hold my interest. It does make me yearn for more intelligent, higher concept Science fiction, though - so i'm off to Arrakis to continue the Dune trilogy...
The Starship Titanic (and her core intelligence Titania) are never-before-seen marvels of technology and everyone is very excited for its launch. Unfortunately in the moments leading up to her launch its creator Levovinus discovers a sabotage plot...
I mean, to try and explain the background information would be folly. There is nonsense about two different space-faring alien races and the transferral of work opportunities from one to the other resulting in planetary bankruptcy, leading to the eventual planting of a bomb and the destruction of Titania's core brain... but the real story starts when the Ship undergoes its Spontaneous Massive Existence Failure... and crashes into Earth.
Three humans are brought on board and meet a strange alien called The Journalist (abbreviated to "The") and then theres a whole load of shenanigans as the humans fight the snobbish, malfunctioning WaiterBots / Maitre'd'bots / lift bots / cleaner bots, etc etc in the unfinished starship. Theres even a really weird love triangle between the humans and the Journalist.
Its not brilliant. I confess, i find Adams' tangental sidetracks rather jarring in the same way that Family Guy now claims as its own. Often whole paragraphs are given to completely unnecessary anecdotes - from why the Blerotontin like canapes to a book we should all read about how Nettie Solved the Problem or what not. Now, don't get me wrong, this is Adams' trademark and Terry Jones effortlessly mimics it here... so i'd be a fool reading this novel not expecting these kind of narrative asides. It does make me think it would be interesting to see this written WITHOUT any of them and see just how long the book becomes. Probably a very slender volume.
Its also very clear that this was written by a very horny man (unsurprisingly as we find out it was written entirely in the nude), as nearly every conversation alludes to a bit of obsession, lusting and nipple-ogling. The love triangles - and every other variation of a romantic entanglement are laughable - i mean, none of these people should be together at all - but its hardly a piece of romantic fiction so i'm willing to let the complete lack of coherent characterisation weigh the review down.
For what its worth - two or three days, its not a challenging read - the concept alone is enough to hold my interest. It does make me yearn for more intelligent, higher concept Science fiction, though - so i'm off to Arrakis to continue the Dune trilogy...