How dare you pretend Chris Foss’ work is anything less than perfect.
I’ve loved his work since I was a kid, he’s the reason I’ve read so much scifi. Walking around bookshops with parents and seeing his awesome work would make me demand I have the book. My parents loved that this 8 year old was demanding hard scifi books.
@ Vigan, I’m sure it was intentional — but intentionally stupid is often just as funny as unintentionally stupid. The entire series Foss did for Asimov’s robot novels are just as hokey… There’s one where a robot is holding a HUGE rattle.
The Naked Sun? Frank Drebin’s finest hour? Oh, just one letter different.
I’m liking the robot in the background, who looks straight out of the Cadbury’s Smash adverts – but in the interests of robotic decency, that cover should have a C.S.Lewis fizzog or modesty sheep superimposed.
I hesitated about making any joke about a Chris Foss cover — I love his stuff, it appeals to my inner 10-year-old — but at long last, something has to be said about a painting of a giant robot with A WIENER IN A BUN.
What can one say?
– That it might also work as a geeky condom ad? “When You’re Hard As Steel, Use Titan Heavy Duty”
– That when the robots finally take over, they will spare Chris Foss?
– That John Major has a recurring dream where he’s a giant robot with spectacles who tramples London while sporting a massive steel schlong?
you’re all perverts. Also it’s a terrible cover even without the innuendo; it’s the only problem I have with Chris Foss’ stuff – it sometimes looks like a load of random shapes, like he threw a pile of lego on the floor and drew that. He’s very very good at giving random shapes substance and detail, but it often just doesn’t look like it would actually work. This robot is probably thinking “WTF am i supposed to be?!” just before it tries to take a step and snaps in half. Now, Peter Elson…. drool. ;D
I never noticed the rather fastidious robot in silhouette at back right.
‘Um…ah…bless my soul…have you…er…perhaps they’re behind the counter… *sotto voce* have you any blue spacecraft? Ah, for sale, that is. I couldn’t help…em…notice that other fellow, and…well…I am a bit curious, I must admit…’