Post by neveragain on Jun 7, 2016 6:47:24 GMT -5
I feel like a lot of Gibson's ideas as they appear in CK are being filtered through the cheese grater of Shadowrun, which barely masked a lot of his best ideas but used them like free cocaine whenever possible.
Gibson's world had artists who build sentient robots out of trash or work entirely by recording their dreams. It had people just doing really inventive stuff, living life or flushing it down the toilet... just because they were driven to.
Burning Chrome, his collection of short stories, has a lot of great short pieces that gave birth to works like Neuromancer. It had addicts and disabled veterans and custom made cancers in use as weapons. It was so full of these beautiful losers and grand concepts, read like poetry without a hint of cheese. A scorned lover who has a tape with just a few seconds of recorded sensorial input from the woman who left him. It had private beaches patrolled by armed guards and programmers as artists. It had a world where 10 capsules of antibiotic is worth more than two ounces of pure cocaine. What kind of a broken place would host such a possibility as that?
Basically, it had the trimmings of a truly believable world. pointless in and of themselves perhaps, but flavorful and exotic. Try this very short piece on for size and see if you aren't left with the longing and sadness beneath the gloss of his world: Google up "Fragments of a Hologram Rose" in text or PDF format. Trust me. it's a very short tale, and worth the read.
I MUST QUALIFY that I just started playing recently, so maybe I've missed some stuff like this or haven't seen it yet.
But I would be very happy to come across it.
Gibson's world had artists who build sentient robots out of trash or work entirely by recording their dreams. It had people just doing really inventive stuff, living life or flushing it down the toilet... just because they were driven to.
Burning Chrome, his collection of short stories, has a lot of great short pieces that gave birth to works like Neuromancer. It had addicts and disabled veterans and custom made cancers in use as weapons. It was so full of these beautiful losers and grand concepts, read like poetry without a hint of cheese. A scorned lover who has a tape with just a few seconds of recorded sensorial input from the woman who left him. It had private beaches patrolled by armed guards and programmers as artists. It had a world where 10 capsules of antibiotic is worth more than two ounces of pure cocaine. What kind of a broken place would host such a possibility as that?
Basically, it had the trimmings of a truly believable world. pointless in and of themselves perhaps, but flavorful and exotic. Try this very short piece on for size and see if you aren't left with the longing and sadness beneath the gloss of his world: Google up "Fragments of a Hologram Rose" in text or PDF format. Trust me. it's a very short tale, and worth the read.
I MUST QUALIFY that I just started playing recently, so maybe I've missed some stuff like this or haven't seen it yet.
But I would be very happy to come across it.
