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Fiction.
Science Fiction.
HTML:NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER NOW AN EXCITING NEW SERIES FROM NETFLIX The shell that blew a hole in his chest was only the beginning in this tour de force of genre-bending, a brilliantly realized exercise in science fiction.The New York Times Book Review
In the twenty-fifth century, humankind has spread throughout the galaxy, monitored by the watchful eye of the U.N. While divisions in race, religion, and class still exist, advances in technology have redefined life itself. Now, assuming one can afford the expensive procedure, a persons consciousness can be stored in a cortical stack at the base of the brain and easily downloaded into a new body (or sleeve) making death nothing more than a minor blip on a screen. Ex-U.N. envoy Takeshi Kovacs has been killed before, but his last death was particularly painful. Dispatched one hundred eighty light-years from home, re-sleeved into a body in Bay City (formerly San Francisco, now with a rusted, dilapidated Golden Gate Bridge), Kovacs is thrown into the dark heart of a shady, far-reaching conspiracy that is vicious even by the standards of a society that treats existence as something that can be bought and sold. Praise for Altered Carbon Compelling . . . immensely entertaining . . . [Richard] Morgans writing is vivid and his plotting inventive.The Philadelphia Inquirer
A fascinating trip . . . Pure high-octane science fiction mixes with the classic noir private-eye tale.Orlando Sentinel
Gritty and vivid . . . looks as if we have another interstellar hero on our hands.USA Today.… (mehr)
Anonymer Nutzer: Both these novels are told in first person by men who are not averse to a bit of violence every now and then, and who have a certain attitude towards the universe. Altered Carbon is SF, while Sandman Slim is more of a Supernatural Urban Fantasy.… (mehr)
In this rousing first novel, Morgan reimagines Chandler's "Big Sleep" as 25th-century noir, with a Philip Marlowe-esque protagonist trying to avoid "real death" in a world where serial resurrection is a privilege of the rich and ruthless.
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This book is for my father and mother: JOHN for his iron endurance and unflagging generosity of spirit in the face of adversity & MARGARET for the white hot rage that dwells in compassion and a refusal to turn away.
Erste Worte
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Two hours before dawn, I sat in the peeling kitchen and smoked one of Sarah's cigarettes , listening to the maelstrom and waiting (Prologue).
Coming back from the dead can be rough (Chapter One).
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Pull on the new flesh like borrowed gloves And burn your fingers once again.
An electronic demon, a malignant spirit that dwelled in altered carbon and emerged only to possess flesh and wreak havoc.
“Credit access will cease in thirty second,’ said the hotel patiently. ‘Please key in your DNA signature now.’ ‘Mr. Kovacs won’t be needing his reservation,’ said the man behind me, putting a hand on my shoulder. ‘Come on, Kovacs, we’re going for a ride.’ ‘I cannot assume host prerogatives without payment,’ said the woman on the screen. Something in the tone of that phrase stopped me as I was turning, and on impulse I forced out a sudden, racking cough. ‘What—” Bending forward with the force of the cough, I raised a hand to my mouth and licked my thumb. ‘The fuck are you playing at, Kovacs?’ I straightened again and snapped my hand out to the keypad beside the screen. Traces of spittle smeared over the matte black receiver. A split second later a calloused palm edge cracked into the left side of my skull and I collapsed to my hands and knees on the floor. A boot lashed into my face and I went the rest of the way down. ‘Thank you sir.’ I heard the voice of the hotel through a roaring in my head. ‘Your account is being processed.’ I tried to get up and got a second boot in the ribs for the trouble. Blood dripped from my nose onto the carpet. The barrel of the gun ground into my neck. ‘That wasn’t smart, Kovacs.’ The voice was marginally less calm. ‘If you think the cops are going to trace us where you’re going, then the stack must have fucked your brain. Now get up!’ He was pulling me to my feet when the thunder cut loose. Why someone had seen fit to equip the Hendrix’s security systems with twenty-millimetre automatic cannon was beyond me, but they did the job with devastating totality. Out of the corner of one eye I glimpsed the twin-mounted autoturret come snaking down from the ceiling just a moment before it channeled a three-second burst of fire through my primary assailant. Enough firepower to bring down a small aircraft. The noise was deafening.
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Fiction.
Science Fiction.
HTML:NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER NOW AN EXCITING NEW SERIES FROM NETFLIX The shell that blew a hole in his chest was only the beginning in this tour de force of genre-bending, a brilliantly realized exercise in science fiction.The New York Times Book Review
In the twenty-fifth century, humankind has spread throughout the galaxy, monitored by the watchful eye of the U.N. While divisions in race, religion, and class still exist, advances in technology have redefined life itself. Now, assuming one can afford the expensive procedure, a persons consciousness can be stored in a cortical stack at the base of the brain and easily downloaded into a new body (or sleeve) making death nothing more than a minor blip on a screen. Ex-U.N. envoy Takeshi Kovacs has been killed before, but his last death was particularly painful. Dispatched one hundred eighty light-years from home, re-sleeved into a body in Bay City (formerly San Francisco, now with a rusted, dilapidated Golden Gate Bridge), Kovacs is thrown into the dark heart of a shady, far-reaching conspiracy that is vicious even by the standards of a society that treats existence as something that can be bought and sold. Praise for Altered Carbon Compelling . . . immensely entertaining . . . [Richard] Morgans writing is vivid and his plotting inventive.The Philadelphia Inquirer
A fascinating trip . . . Pure high-octane science fiction mixes with the classic noir private-eye tale.Orlando Sentinel
Gritty and vivid . . . looks as if we have another interstellar hero on our hands.USA Today.