Repüljünk! Repüljünk el a múltba, ami nem egészen a mi múltunk. Repüljünk el a jövőbe, annak sokféle, hol tarkább, hol komorabb színekkel megfestett változatába. És repüljünk el mai világunk legrejtettebb zugaiba, ahol olyan eseményeknek lehetünk tanúi, melyekről azt hittük, nem is létezhetnek. Ohó, pedig dehogynem. Az írói képzelet számára nem lehet határokat szabni, nem ismeri azt a szót, hogy lehetetlen. Ezúttal huszonöten gyűltek össze, hogy kötetünk lapjait megtöltsék a legszórakoztatóbb, legelgondolkodtatóbb, legelképesztőbb történetekkel. Hogy kik ők?
Tom Anderson, Antal József, Benedek Szabolcs, Bojtor Iván, Orson Scott Card, Arthur C. Clarke, Valerio Evangelisti, Herbert W. Franke, Sergio Gaut Vel Hartman, Hász Róbert, Robert A. Heinlein, Mihail Jemcev, Diana Wynne Jones, Kasztovszky Béla, Ursula K. Le Guin, Lőrinczy Judit, Nemere István, Jeremej Parnov, Robert J. Sawyer, Sirokai Mátyás, Szélesi Sándor, Toochee, Varga Csaba Béla, John Varley, Ian Watson!
És a kötet sem akármilyen kötet: a Galaktika Fantasztikus Könyvek sorozat 300. darabja. Meglepetés olvasóinknak, a fantasztikum rajongóinak. Izgalmas és csodálatos történetek gyűjteménye azoknak, akik szeretnek elrepülni egzotikus, idegen tájakra, és új élményekkel gazdagodni. Repüljenek velünk!
Most of the short stories in here are pretty bad, some mediocre, two are fine and one is brilliant. It might be that my standards got way higher since the last time I read tons of sci-fi shorts, but this was a really bad anthology. It seem that big name international authors' older stories were mixed in with Hungarian writers' newer stuff. You could anticipate a stark contrast in quality between international classics and newer stuff by local writers... but that's not the biggest problem. Not even the stuff written by the bigger names is that good, sadly, but the Hungarian shorts are even worse. There is even one that's just the first few pages of a full length novel. Promotion is one thing but come on. I think that killed all the goodwill I had for this book. The only ones I actually enjoyed are Sergio Gaut Vel Hartmann's The Contaminated and Orson Scott Card's Geriatric Ward. Neither of these really have a story, but both transport you deep into a really fucked up world. And the reason I bought the book is because Ursula Le Guin's amazing The Day Before The Revolution is in here in my native language, and I wanted to have it not just in English. I regret this impulse now, but this short story is still amazing, and it's the thing Le Guin wrote that is most connected to my absolute favorite book, the Dispossessed.
Most of the short stories in here are pretty bad, some mediocre, two are fine and one is brilliant. It might be that my standards got way higher since the last time I read tons of sci-fi shorts, but this was a really bad anthology. It seem that big name international authors' older stories were mixed in with Hungarian writers' newer stuff. You could anticipate a stark contrast in quality between international classics and newer stuff by local writers... but that's not the biggest problem. Not even the stuff written by the bigger names is that good, sadly, but the Hungarian shorts are even worse. There is even one that's just the first few pages of a full length novel. Promotion is one thing but come on. I think that killed all the goodwill I had for this book. The only ones I actually enjoyed are Sergio Gaut Vel Hartmann's The Contaminated and Orson Scott Card's Geriatric Ward. Neither of these really have a story, but both transport you deep into a really fucked up world. And the reason I bought the book is because Ursula Le Guin's amazing The Day Before The Revolution is in here in my native language, and I wanted to have it not just in English. I regret this impulse now, but this short story is still amazing, and it's the thing Le Guin wrote that is most connected to my absolute favorite book, the Dispossessed.