by John Hertz: I’m always glad to agree with Hampus Eckerman (although neither he nor I should be the fans you know if either of us expected that of the other).
I haven’t even looked for left field finalists such as The Glass Bead Game or The Little Prince yet
Hampus Eckerman on September 5, 2019 at 7:10 am said:
And here comes the left field finalist….
The Wind on the Moon by Eric Linklater
Oh god, how I love this book. It is bestest, bestest ever. It shall has to win.
I borrowed the 1951 reprint from the Los Angeles Public Library.
It’s strange and wonderful.
Discussing the Retrospective Hugos with a librarian, I said The Little Prince wasn’t really a children’s book. He said “Of course not.” The Wind on the Moon may be.
It has magic, and two girls who turning into kangaroos learn animals’ language.
It has a very bad man who loves peppermint creams.
In Chapter 8 are
weary hours they had spent with Miss Serendip trying to learn French
and in Chapter 30, without comment,
voices outside, that now spoke French
Its treatment of lawyers is horrid, though alas not without – I’ll say it – justice, but nevertheless they accomplish (ch. 22) a historic feat.
It has (ch. 30)
a sudden clamour, of men shouting and iron gates flung open, and the sky above the trap-door quivered and grew bright in the sudden glare of searchlights.
Their powdery radiance poured into the van.
Does it deserve nomination, bearing in mind Ape and Essence and Time Must Have a Stop (both A. Huxley), and Sirius (O. Stapledon)?
That we each decide for ourselves.
Meanwhile I’m reading Renaissance (R. Jones).