Standing there, under the bleak fluorescents of my tiny one-room apartment, there was no escaping the truth. In real life, I was nothing but an antisocial hermit. A recluse. A pale-skinned pop culture–obsessed geek. An agoraphobic shut-in, with no real friends, family, or genuine human contact. I was just another sad, lost, lonely soul, wasting his life on a glorified videogame.
They say truth is stranger than fiction, but most of times fictions are much better than real life. The year is 2044 and the world in a bigger mess: More wars, more poverty, starvation, global warming, international energy crisis. But thanks to the gods of geekery, Wikipedia and YouTube survives, affordable uninterrupted 24/7 high-quality wi-fi internet connections are abound, so everybody can free-download everything and MMORPG-ing all days to forget hunger and despair.
I don’t think humankind are ever going to be that lucky.
If Gary Gygax and Matthew Broderick are your heroes, then this is the perfect book for you. A novel specifically written for all the old-school videogames, sci-fi, mecha, tokusatsu nerds, and general 70’s-80’s tv, movie, and music freaks out there (Your favorite console is Xbox and a Power Rangers superfan? Sorry kiddo, you’re too young). And like those good classic videogames, Ready Player One is so damn addictive!
Mr. Hollywood, film this. It will whup Sucker Punch, Tron: Legacy, Avatar, AND Avatar 2‘s collective asses!