One night in the winter of 1865, John Carter, of Virginia, gets mysteriously transported to Mars. There he gets involved in all kinds of conflicts, and eventually, he gets the girl as well.
Edgar Rice Burroughs’ A Princess of Mars is sometimes labeled as science fantasy, a cross between science fiction and pure sword-slinging fantasy. If you can look past all the terribly dated elements and political incorrectness, and if you can suspend your disbelief quite a bit — and I’m not gonna lie, that are some pretty big ifs — but if you can look past all that, then you’ve got a pulpy and strangely entertaining page turner. Which isn’t all that bad, for a book written some forty-odd years before we managed to put a man on the moon.
- Book read
- Edgar Rice Burroughs — A Princess of Mars
- First line
- I am a very old man; how old I do not know.