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Le nouveau thriller d’Andy Weir, auteur du best-seller international Seul sur Mars (The Martian)
Droits cinéma acquis par la 20th Century Fox et New Regency
Un thriller bourré d’adrénaline, d’humour et de science.
Jasmine Bashara, dite Jazz, une jeune femme d’origine saoudienne, vit sur Artémis depuis l’âge de six ans. Elle connaît la cité lunaire comme sa poche : ses cinq bulles où se répartissent toutes les classes sociales, du plus riche au plus misérable, ses lois si particulières – et pas seulement gravitationnelles – et sa corruption. La vie sur Artémis est rude quand on n’est pas un riche touriste ou un milliardaire. Jazz rêve d’une vie meilleure, et son job de porteuse (elle livre à domicile les denrées légales et de contrebande importées de Terre) ne lui promet guère d’évolution. Une chose est sûre : elle ne compte pas dormir toute sa vie dans un « cercueil », ces couchettes ultra réduites où se serrent les pauvres.
Quand un de ses riches clients lui propose un job risqué, elle ne peut pas refuser : c’est un défi bien payé. Mais elle ne se doute pas qu’elle prend part à une conspiration politique dont le but est de renverser le pouvoir sur Artémis, et de prendre le contrôle des 2000 âmes qui vivent sur la Lune...
380 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 14, 2017
I turned my head inside the helmet, bit a nipple (try not to get excited), and sucked some water out.
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“Billy, I’ve swallowed better-tasting stuff that came out of people.”
“What’s in there, anyway?”
“Porn, mostly. Starring your mom.”
"Okay, you can stop pretending you know what a niqab is. It’s a traditional Islamic headwear that covers the lower face."
"Great way to wear a mask without arousing suspicion.”





“I worked hard to make a deeper character than Mark Watney…Jazz is more nuanced. She’s flawed. She makes bad decisions. She’s incredibly intelligent, but she’s always looking for the shortcut.” - from the EW interviewThat’s one small step for an author, one giant leap for reading enjoyment. Jazz is fun and relatable, well, relatable enough that we care whether or not she is given a close encounter with an unlivable atmosphere. You might have to suspend your moral perspectives though, as Jazz is what she is, a criminal. Her wise-cracking sense of humor is very appealing, as it was for Mark Watney in The Martian. Each chapter ends with an exchange of messages, from many years before, between Jazz and an Earth-based friend. These also give us reasons to care about her.



1. andy weir just copied what he wrote for mark in ‘the martian’ and pasted it into this book. or,i think AW was just rushing through to quickly put out a book while he could ride on the success of ‘the martian’ (the film) and stay relevant. i mean, just because he could write a book, does that really mean he should? especially when its so poor quality? the writing is extremely lacking, the plot is not interesting and is lazily thrown together, and jazz is one of the worst characters in the history of ever. i just, i am still so shocked that someone could write such a terrible character. i really dont know what to say.
2. andy weir has somehow managed to never meet a woman in his entire life.








“The city shined in the sunlight like a bunch of metallic boobs. What? I'm not a poet. They look like boobs.”
“It’s important to vary your profanities. If you use the same one too often it loses strength."
"Great way to wear a mask without arousing suspicion."
“I giggled like a little girl. Hey, I’m a girl, so I’m allowed.”All of the secondary characters are indistinguishable from one another except for the various races, nationalities, sexual identities, genders that they're assigned by Weir. None of these traits are ever actually evident in how the characters are portrayed, it just feels like Weir thought it would be good to have a diverse cast. Does it count as representation just because we're told that so-and-so is gay, or Irish, or Muslim? I'm not sure.

