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The Final Programme - by Michael Moorcock
With a name like Moorcock, it would be a shame to find a tame plot between the covers. Thankfully, this
famous SciFi author delivers the goods, in a mind and gender-bending vision of the near future (or, more
precisely, altered present) 196- London (and well beyond) and the crumbling inhabitants therein. We follow
the gallivanting protagonist as he reels confidently from one tight spot to the next, getting deeper and
deeper over his head until we the reader can feel the pace, plans and speed as a palpable sensation. We
have Nazis. We have lost tech. We have a sex and drug culture rivaled only by (though with different
outcomes than) Idiocracy. It goes places in one page that could take other books chapters to ham fistedly
explore. While a short book, the rapid progression of ideas, unrelenting inventiveness and seemingly
effortless, vibrant descriptions makes for another engrossing, hard to put down read. I defy anyone
to figure out where the journey will remotely end, even 3/4 of the way through!
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