“The Sun burned down in a warm contrasting world of white and black, of white Sun against black sky and white rolling ground against black mottled with black shadow. The bright sweet smell of the Sun on every exposed square centimeter of metal contrasting with the creeping death-of-aroma on the other side.
He lifted his hand and stared at it, counting the fingers. Hot-hot-hot - turning, putting each finger, one by one, into the shadow of the others and the hot slowly dying in a change in tactility that made him feel the clean, comfortable vacuum.
Yet not entirely vacuum. He straightened and lifted both arms over his head, stretching them out, and the sensitive spots on either wrist felt the vapors - the thin, faint touch of tin and lead rolling through the cloy of mercury.
The thicker taste of rose from his feet; the silicates of each variety, marked by the clear separate-and-together touch and tang of each metal ion. He moved one foot slowly through the crunchy, caked dust, and felt the changes like a soft, not quite random symphony.
And over all the Sun. He looked up at it, large and fat and bright and hot, and heard its joy. He watched the slow rise of prominences around its rim and listened to the crackling sound of each; and to the other happy noises over the broad face. When he dimmed the bursts of mellow contralto, and the deep bass of the spots amid the muted whistling of the wispy, moving faculae, and the occasional thin keening of a flare, the ping-pong ticking of gamma rays and cosmic wind which reached out and bathed him in glory. He jumped, and rose slowly in the air with a freedom he had never felt, and jumped again when he landed, and ran, and jumped, and ran again, with a body that responded perfectly to his glorious world, this paradise in which he found himself.
A stranger so long and so lost - in paradise at last.”
-Excerpt from Isaac Asimov’s Stranger In Paradise
Isaac Asimov in part of a letter to Gene Roddenberry in November of 1966, after being asked for advice on how to make James T. Kirk and the actor who plays him become as popular and memorable to fans as the lead character’s first officer had already become.
Roddenberry wrote back, “I think the most important comment is that of keeping them a close team. Shatner will come off ahead by showing he is fond of the teenage idol; Spock will do well by displaying great loyalty to his Captain. In a way it will give us one lead, the team.”
I FUCKING LOVE ISAAC ASIMOV!!!!
He’s my literary soulmate! <3 <3 <3
I don’t know how many people have actually read any part of Asimov’s Robot Series, but for those of you who have, tell me what you think…
I always cast people in my mind for movies that are unmade as of yet. Caves of Steel being one of them. Particularly, Elijah Baley’s character in this case (the protagonist detective). I think Kyle Chandler looks exactly the way Asimov describes him (in my opinion) and the way I imagine he would look.
This is just a random observation of course. And I’m not really basing this on his acting skills, mainly on looks. Even though, I’m not saying anything about his acting skills per se. Just that, I haven’t seen him in enough to make that judgement. (If no one has an opinion, then consider it the ramblings of an Asimov nerd and nothing more. Lol.)
But I wanted to know if ANYONE had any comments or opinions?
So, I finally finished Robots and Empire. I won’t give anything away for those of you who aspire to delve into Asimov’s greatness someday but I will say this…
It was awesome…
I totally cried.
Finish Robot Series. Check.
Agenda: Galactic Empire Series ^_^
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