Title: John Carter of Mars! Source:
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The first novel I ever read was Edgar Rice Burroughs' "A Fighting Man of Mars." Although this is called "John Carter" it is clearly the first novel in the series, "A Princess of Mars."
It took a long time for SFX to get this good. And while I rarely go to the movies these days I am going to see this.
I read them all too Turtle, and I saw the flick with my son. I know it's a box office bomb, but it was well worth $6.00 to me to escape reality for 2.5 hours.
I read them all too Turtle, and I saw the flick with my son. I know it's a box office bomb, but it was well worth $6.00 to me to escape reality for 2.5 hours.
I read "A Fighting Man of Mars" 20 times when I was 12, until my copy fell completely apart.
The turning point for Burroughs came in 1910, when he began writing for pulp magazines. A story called Under the Moons of Mars, which introduced the hero John Carter, was his first professional sale, published in 1912. All of Carter’s adventures were published in book form in 1917 as A Princess of Mars - the series eventually swelled to eleven titles. Burroughs’s other popular series included the Carson of Venus books, Pellucidar, and The Land that Time Forgot.
It turns out there were eleven. I don't recall reading that many, but then again, it was many moons ago.
I remember the Martians were cruel to Woola and when Carter was nice to it, it was patheticially grateful to him for the rest of its life.
I was, however, a bit disturbed to find Dejah Thoris laid eggs.
Well, Burroughs did a lot of his early writing during "The Mauve Decade" and so had to skirt the subject of sex very obliquely. The prudes and fundies would have wanted his head otherwise.
I've always thought it was an interesting contradiction with the supposed Christian Fundamentalists that no matter how much blood of innocents gets splattered across the toob or in print and they are just fine with it. Mention sex and they are up in arms and ready to string people from trees - after they've been drawn and quartered of course.