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Sep. 13th, 2008 02:32 pm
Howard Smith's I, robot.
A review from a company that charges $305 to say outlandish things said:
“Innovative, fast-paced, and superbly written, this I,robot is honestly better than both of those stories [Isaac Asimov’s book or Will Smith’s movie] put together...
I,robot is a mesmerizing read with memorable characters, great dialogue, believable technology, and wonderful action."
March/April 2008 ForeWord Magazine
The first page goes a little something like this:
“Missile launched - south of Pyongyang!”
“Stand ready!” Captain Watanabe scanned the water
with his binoculars. Little light came from the cloudy skies.
He could no longer make out the North Korean frigate at the horizon.
The control bridge fell silent. Four subordinate officers, plastered in
their seats, staring at green flatscreens in front of them … waiting.
Watanabe gripped his binoculars tighter. What was happening to this
world? Korea — North Korea! — with these weapons...
“Sir, Yokosuka announces the missile is over-flying Japan now… Over
Tokyo… now. Altitude eighty thousand meters and climbing. Vector is on
course.”
The only sounds on the bridge were the soft hum of the electronics and
the breathing of the men. The labored silence stretched on, with the officers
staring at their screens, and Captain Watanabe gripping his binoculars and
wiping his brow.
“On radar now,” Master Petty Officer Hirashi shouted. “Computer is
waiting for data to calculate vector.”
The background of Hirashi’s screen started flashing. “Sir, vector
estimate is twelve thousand meters short!”
Watanabe dropped his binoculars. The left lens shattered on the metal
floor and broke the silence of the room for good.
Hirashi’s radar screen changed to a flashing orange background.