Armada is a science fiction novel by Ernest Cline, published on July 14, 2015 by Crown Publishing Group (a division of Penguin Random House). The story follows a teenager who plays an online video game about defending against an alien invasion, only to find out that the game is a simulator to prepare him and people around the world for defending against an actual alien invasion.Wil Wheaton, who narrated the audiobook version of Cline's previous novel, Ready Player One, performs the audiobook of Armada as well. Plans for a film adaptation are also in process.
I much preferred the ending to this compared to Ready Player One. They both treasure troves of geek but are different enough stories to be easily remembered. I think it's written for a film adaptation though. We'll see!
"There were marks where she’d dug her nails into my skin, but I hadn’t even noticed. I’d been too busy having my whole perception of reality shattered into a million pieces."
Ready Player One was, without doubt, one of the novels of the year. I think Cline's fast becoming one of the authors of the decade, a full-time geek, as the bio at the book says, is quite, quite accurate. With a Douglas Adams reference in the opening paragraphs and a voice reminiscent of his debut novel, this thing kicked off superbly and didn't let up for a moment.
"Besides, now I was thinking there just might be a God after all—that would explain who was currently fucking with my whole notion of reality."
The depth of the characters might push some away, but if you accept the escapist nature of the work and the sheer genius of the way …
"There were marks where she’d dug her nails into my skin, but I hadn’t even noticed. I’d been too busy having my whole perception of reality shattered into a million pieces."
Ready Player One was, without doubt, one of the novels of the year. I think Cline's fast becoming one of the authors of the decade, a full-time geek, as the bio at the book says, is quite, quite accurate. With a Douglas Adams reference in the opening paragraphs and a voice reminiscent of his debut novel, this thing kicked off superbly and didn't let up for a moment.
"Besides, now I was thinking there just might be a God after all—that would explain who was currently fucking with my whole notion of reality."
The depth of the characters might push some away, but if you accept the escapist nature of the work and the sheer genius of the way Cline is perfectly content to shanghai tropes both historical and modern to fit into his protagonists worldview you can fall, head first, into this pure work of geek without too much trouble.
“We’re not going to play for them, Graham, I told you,” he muttered. “Aliens are invading in a few hours, remember?”
Some of the extras really stood out; Milo's mom was great, and Lex took the cake in dialogue, a sort of merging of two of his previous characters to form one badass chick. The whole thing was a rollicking, guilty pleasure, and I think as it's less focused on minutia than Clines debut it might attract a wider audience.
So, despite a predictable pattern, sometimes too familiar tropes and a story that hasn't really given us much to innovate over (apart, of course, from the central tenet of the film and game industries direction which is uber cool) this nonetheless manages to be intensely pleasurable and a novel I will, I am sure, read time and time again. A feather in the cap to be sure, and something very worthy to follow the gigantic success of Cline's debut work.