The characters of Roadside Picnic are pretty sure there wasn’t one. No one knows the purpose of the alien’s visit. We only see the remnants of their visit, abandoned gadgets cast-off like so much trash. We don’t meet the aliens in Roadside Picnic nor know anything about them. Red’s a stalker, private citizens who illicitly enter “The Zone,” the area surrounding the location of an inexplicable alien visitation. Roadside Picnic tells the story of Redrick “Red” Schuhart. While the ennui of Roadside Picnic is more in keeping with Pink Floy’d “quiet desperation” than the diabolical malevolence of Azathoth and Nyarlthotep, that’s actually what makes it even more impactful and unsettling. Lovecraft‘s imagination into paroxysms, with his Great Old Ones acting as allegories of cosmic forces beyond our comprehension. The weight of whirling electrons, the endless expanses of the infinite void, was enough to send H. The reality of humanity’s insignificance lies at the heart of so much 20th Century science fiction. Suggesting that the heavens did not whirl around the Earth was enough to see Galileo imprisoned for the remainder of his lifetime. Humanity loves to center itself as the center of the universe. Nothing Matters: The Cosmic Indifference of Roadside Picnic by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky It’s also one of the finest works of Science Fiction of the 20th Century. Roadside Picnic is like a Russian novel’s magic realist take on H.
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