Earlier in the week (on Tuesday to be precise) we were discussing the arithmetic impossibility of vampires and I happened to mention Victor Renquist and posted a link to his Wikipedia entry (not written by me) but maybe I didn’t urge everyone sufficiently strongly, who hasn’t already gone out or online to buy The Renquist Quartet, to do so immediately starting with the first book – The Time of Feasting (left).
And when you’ve made the purchase, HCB poses some comments, all of which I think are brilliantly resolved in the Renquist novels. (Along with the problem of Nazi flying saucers and the whereabouts of the last Quaalude on the planet.)
“The vampire population is increasing in a geometric progression, and the population of humans is similarly decreasing -- and at that rate, the authors calculate, the entire human population would be transformed into vampires in only 30 months.”
HCB -- But you’d have to assume they were capable of traveling great distances because otherwise they'd entirely consume the local population in short order and starve (if they can in fact actually die) or tear each other to pieces. More likely they'd have the same effect as any lethal virus in a finite population, and like a contagious disease they'd have a much greater effect in bigger urban environments. There's also the native earth business to get around. I guess you could say they're land-locked.
“Am Legend that also became the Vincent Price movie The Last Man On Earth and was also the basis of The Omega Man with Charlton Heston”
HCB -- The new Will Smith version is set to release in Dec
HCB also provides a link to Hard Day’s Night Of The Living Dead
Larry "Bud' Melman -- RIP
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6 comments:
...OK...so maybe we are not ALL vampires.
But, and hell, why not speculate, that what we are is in fact food, specially bred by the vampire equivalent of Bernard Mathews, to feed vampires, but totally unaware that we are merely battery poultry, and as totally unaware of our fate as a Turkey is of Christmas.
Based on this, London is merely the vampire equivalent of the meat counter in Tescos.
The only difference really is that in Tescos you can tell the difference between a Lamb Chop and a Customer (usually!), whereas in London they bear a remarkable resemblance to each other.
So next time you think the blond on the tube is giving you the glad eye, she might be merely deciding what wine to drink when she consumes you!!!!
Nice bottle of red please waiter, preferably something with a bit of body to it.....
no, we are not all food; we are all cylons.
and all this obsession with the application of science to fantasy is very very very boring. who cares if they could or couldn't exist in reality? they exist in imagination and the collective human mind, and that is much more important than the stupid real world. sheesh.
I wish I was a bloody cylon. Like a Six. I'd be tall, blonde, have a red dress, be totally desired, and my spine would glow during orgasm.
Valerie Plame Wilson is a cylon!
I would read more about Victor Renquist than his adventures with LA cults and Nazi flying saucers if the people in the bookshop didn't treat me like a loon when I ask for books by the Doc.
Is Gordon Brown darklost?
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