By: | Simon Bucher-Jones | | Rating: | 7.3 (15 votes) Vote here | | Review: | Hilarious and Thought-Provoking Read more (1 in total) | | Released: | November 1997
| | Publisher: | Virgin | | ISBN: | 0-426-20514-6 | | Format: | paperback | | Owned: | | | Buy: | | | Used: | £30.81 | |
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Cover blurb: In the evening, when the sky was the colour of burnt umber, the factories crawled down the continental shelf to drink. The Spire is an inhuman artefact, a construction almost three hundred miles high. But it is more than just a big dumb object. Those close to it can look into the future — a future which is going to be arriving sooner than they think, and which is as bad as can be. In the here and now, Professor Bernice Summerfield, doyenne of twenty-sixth century archaeology and seedy space-port bars, is used to seeing strange thing in her rooms. So it takes the unexpected arrival of an angel to get her away from increasingly desperate professional deadlines and off to investigate one of the seven hundred and seventy-six wonders of the galaxy. However, Benny is not the only one interested in the Spire. A mysterious race of weaponsmiths, a mutogenic assassin and a sect of fanatically anti-religious reptiles all have their reason for learning — or concealing — the structure’s secrets. And, as she struggles to unlock this ancient mystery, it soon become clear that the life of an eccentric professor is of very little consequence indeed. Simon Bucher-Jones is a thirtysomething civil servant who would like to be able to say that the plot of this book is simpler than that of The Death of Art. Unfortunately, that would be a big fat lie. However, it is simpler than A Brief History of Time, and has a pinker cover. |