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Apr. 25th, 2007 09:32 amI'm coming to this late, but still...
Greg Bear's novel Eon blew my mind when it came out in 1985. Tapping into the same vein as Gateway, Orbitsville and Rendezvous with Rama,* it inspired me to write Echoes of Earth and Geodesica. I haven't read Eon for a while, but my appreciation of it is undimmed.
Now you can watch trailers of the non-existent movie based on the book, made as part of a CG competition with the author's blessing.
The thought of The Way making it off the page and onto a wall somewhere sends goosebumps down my arms--but not on the big screen, I pray. Give the book a miniseries, at least, with a big budget and a director who actually gives a toss about science. This masterpiece of SF deserves that much.
* And like all of these titles, imho, also the source of several inferior sequels.
Greg Bear's novel Eon blew my mind when it came out in 1985. Tapping into the same vein as Gateway, Orbitsville and Rendezvous with Rama,* it inspired me to write Echoes of Earth and Geodesica. I haven't read Eon for a while, but my appreciation of it is undimmed.
Now you can watch trailers of the non-existent movie based on the book, made as part of a CG competition with the author's blessing.
The thought of The Way making it off the page and onto a wall somewhere sends goosebumps down my arms--but not on the big screen, I pray. Give the book a miniseries, at least, with a big budget and a director who actually gives a toss about science. This masterpiece of SF deserves that much.
* And like all of these titles, imho, also the source of several inferior sequels.
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Date: 2007-04-25 05:15 am (UTC)What the younger me loved most about it was the exponential sense of scale as the book progressed. With every chapter, the vistas kept on getting bigger, instead of peaking around halfway and then staying flat, or perhaps even contracting. The imminent threat of a third world war was deftly balanced, I thought, by the journey up the Way, into (seemingly) infinite possibility.
I'd love to write something like that.