Remic for World President

More and more people are being turned on to the uncanny genius of Andy Remic and his latest balls-out science fiction actionfest, War Machine. Even those tofu-munching sandal-wearers at Britain's own Guardian newspaper have had their heads turned:

"Remic's fourth novel opens with a graphic description of an abortive military mission on the aptly named planet of Terminus5, which soldier Keenan survives only to learn that his family has been killed by terrorists. Grieving and alcoholic, he sets himself up as a private investigator and is hired to re-form his Combat K team and retrieve the Fractured Emerald from the war-torn world of Ket. The lure: the emerald can discern the truth of past events and inform Keenan precisely who killed his wife and children. The scene is set for a hard-hitting, galaxy-spanning, no-holds-barred, old-fashioned action adventure yarn, laced with almost self-parodic brutality. A combination of military SF and space opera, it has the tendency to slip periodically into purple prose and melodrama."

Purple prose and melodrama? We love it! This is the stuff. Bruce Willis for Keenan in the movie - the campaign starts here. Come on!

And don't forget: "Remic's writing makes Marilyn Manson's lyrics look like they're written by a little girl in a flowery dress. This is hardcore. Trick, slick and dangerous. Military SF for a new generation!"- K. J. Peters

No comments: