Just looking through this again in my quest for comfort-food trash.
This may be the most bugfuck sequel in history. It reads as if Goldman's publisher demanded a sequel to Marathon Man, so he decided to fart out this convoluted thing with compliance sprays, exploding kid robots, and a Scylla with a different face, in case, y'know, someone actually attempted to make a movie out of it and Roy Scheider was too old for the role's physical demands.
Fun as hell to read, though. Anyone else read this thing? I believe it was his final novel-length work of fiction (aside from a couple of short Princess Bride follow-ups).
This may be the most bugfuck sequel in history. It reads as if Goldman's publisher demanded a sequel to Marathon Man, so he decided to fart out this convoluted thing with compliance sprays, exploding kid robots, and a Scylla with a different face, in case, y'know, someone actually attempted to make a movie out of it and Roy Scheider was too old for the role's physical demands.
Fun as hell to read, though. Anyone else read this thing? I believe it was his final novel-length work of fiction (aside from a couple of short Princess Bride follow-ups).
