That Hideous Strength

I mentioned a couple of days ago that I’ve been reading C. S. Lewis’ Space Trilogy.  I’m now about halfway through the third installation, That Hideous Strength.  I guess it’s strange to talk about a book I’m only halfway through, but there are a bunch of reasons why I think it’s okay – 1) it’s already clear to me that this is the best of the three, 2) this isn’t a book report, since I didn’t enter the MS Read-a-thon this year (do they still do that?) 3) I accidentally read a “spoiler,” so I know how it ends (and it sounds WEAK!) and lastly 4) I couldn’t think of anything else to talk about today.

Anyway, a couple of strange thing about this book.  First, while it is the conclusion to the Space Trilogy, it can stand alone.  If you just read this one it will make at least as much sense to you as it’s making to me. In fact, prior to reading about it independently I didn’t even understand the connection to the previous two books.  But the most striking thing to me about this book is it doesn’t feel like science fiction. In fact, it feels a lot like Atlas Shrugged.  Alien Atlas Shrugged, I guess. Alien Christian Atlas Shrugged.

Now that I think about it, you know what’s better than Alien Christian Atlas Shrugged? Atlas Shrugged, that’s what.

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