THE ABOVE BOOKS represent an entirely different era, of pulpy paperbacks and seeming editorial liberty, where 50p (approx 25c) could snag you a read in the sixties.
I picked these up in a book shop (it was no coincidence) some while back and I’m going on a mini retro sci fi kick. Harry Harrison means nothing to me as a name, but the covers and titles alone were enough to make me want the paperbacks. At the time I hadn’t yet read Philip K Dick’s Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep but I had heard of him in a similar way to Asimov, both authors synonymous with the sci fi genre, their fame widespread.
One thing is certain, they sure as hell don’t make books like those anymore. Just look at the covers spanning the sixties to the eighties: the graphics are awesome in their own special way. And The Unteleported Man? – straight away I’m in on that. The Stainless Steel Rat for President? – fuck yeah. What could P.I.G. or R.O.B.O.T stand for?? Intrigue generated…
Incidentally I am reading PKD’s book, and its great in terms of ideas and concepts, the man is a genius. Although his 2016 as envisioned from half a century ago is way better than the reality. As a bonus, it feels like time travelling when I go back to his sixties mindset.