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Lädt ... Wanderer im Universum (1964)von Fritz Leiber
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Melde dich bei LibraryThing an um herauszufinden, ob du dieses Buch mögen würdest. Keine aktuelle Diskussion zu diesem Buch. ¿Qué sucedería si un planeta errante se aproximase a la Tierra, y los hombres supiesen que ésta se halla irremisiblemente condenada? ¿Cómo reaccionarían las personas corrientes ante la perspectiva espantosa de una colisión cósmica que destruiría nuestro mundo?. No se trata aquí de héroes ni de superhombres enfrentados con situaciones difíciles; no se trata de hombres sin nervios, de una sangre fría a toda prueba, de un temple de acero. Se trata del hombre de la calle, los políticos, los hombres de negocios, los científicos y los militares. 1965 Winner of the Hugo Award. Years before furry was popular, there was The Wanderer. Years before Lucifer's Hammer, there was The Wanderer. Years before it was popular go epic numbers of scientists and normals oohing and awing over BDO's entering the Earth's orbit... oh wait, no that's pretty much a standard of SF. Seriously, aside from the times, which may or may not let you guys forgive the casual references to casual racism, sexism, and the oddly frank depiction of a lesbian woman deciding right before she drowns that she wants to have sex with the misogynic man as they both drown and wanting to strangle him to death before the water does the job, the novel really is a quick and fun dance around the tidal effects of the earth getting a new moon by way of HYPERSPACE. It really was pretty neat, but let's put it in context. Stranger in a Strange land came out three years before, so free love is getting into the swing of things, and this novel is sandwiched between Way Station and Dune/This Immortal. It really isn't much of a surprise, being right dab in the middle of the sixties, that we've got almost beach scenes, Science Science Science, awkward characters named KKK, and kitty-aliens. MEOW. And don't forget Counter Culture! Those darn Wanderers. Are they Beatniks? Are they the Youth Scene? Are they running from Mommy or Daddy? Why YES! Their tie-die bus has enough living area to hold 14 thousand earth surfaces, too, and it's full of wild types. Quick! Here come the coppers! And here's the oddest thing I've read in any novel for quite some time: "Have you ever masturbated a lower life form?" I joke! I joke! (Or do I?) There's actually a lot of death and pathos. It's also pretty fun for all its faults. It's easier to read in a few ways than [b:Lucifer's Hammer|218467|Lucifer's Hammer|Larry Niven|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1388268115s/218467.jpg|1842237] and has easier to consume characters, but both works have very different messages. The level of destruction is much less than in Niven and Pournelle's work that came out 13 years later, but I have to wonder if each is merely a product of its age. Still, it's hard not to see the direct line of influence. MEOW! Dirty monkey. I can't believe this painfully tedious book won the Hugo. Perhaps our Science Fiction sensibilities have just changed quite a bit since 1964. This book threatens to derail my plans to read every Hugo Best Novel winner; apparently the award has occasionally been an unreliable yardstick. On second thought, it must have been a slow year; I have not read [b:Davy|920957|Davy|Edgar Pangborn|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1231418156s/920957.jpg|1461307], [b:The Planet Buyer|4340514|The Planet Buyer|Cordwainer Smith|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1315159018s/4340514.jpg|4388418], or [b:The Whole Man|872226|The Whole Man|John Brunner|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1330895316s/872226.jpg|857591], 1965's other contenders, so I can't say. But the previous year the nominees were [b:Cat's Cradle|135479|Cat's Cradle|Kurt Vonnegut|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1327867150s/135479.jpg|1621115], [b:Dune|234225|Dune (Dune Chronicles, #1)|Frank Herbert|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1389569143s/234225.jpg|3634639], [b:Glory Road|50856|Glory Road|Robert A. Heinlein|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1389403992s/50856.jpg|1862679], [b:Way Station|190999|Way Station|Clifford D. Simak|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1326490682s/190999.jpg|348798], and [b:Witch World|462448|Witch World (Witch World Series 1 Estcarp Cycle, #1)|Andre Norton|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1419022971s/462448.jpg|1171819]. If you've been a science fiction fan for a while, at least one of those is probably a book you enjoyed. So I'm going to hope that the 1965 Hugo committee all had the flu, or something, and carry on. keine Rezensionen | Rezension hinzufügen
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This Hugo Award-winning disaster epic from the Science Fiction Grand Master "ranks among [his] most ambitious works" (SFSite). The Wanderer inspires feelings of pure terror in the hearts of the five billion human beings inhabiting Planet Earth. The presence of an alien planet causes increasingly severe tragedies and chaos. However, one man stands apart from the mass of frightened humanity. For him, the legendary Wanderer is a mere tale of bizarre alien domination and human submission. His conception of the Wanderer bleeds into unrequited love for the mysterious "she" who owns him. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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I was very into it at first, but the more I read it, the less interested I was; at 346 pages (in my Gollancz edition, at least), the book is just too long proportional to the amount of interesting things that happen. Leiber reminds me of his contemporary Clifford Simak, good at both mood and character, but it felt like not much was actually happening. Groups of people very slowly make it from point A to point B. And it just keeps going on and on and on. The beginning of the book, as the disaster begins to unfold, it utterly captivating, but having grabbed you, Leiber assumes you will continue to be captivated by the same thing slowly unspooling for hundreds of pages. Probably could have been a cracker of a novella, but my least favorite of the seven Hugo-winning novels I've read over the last few years, except for The Forever Machine.