I was a know it all. I thought I was three meters tall and bullet proof. I got into fistfights over stupid things. And some real important ones. I was stubborn as the sky is wide. I never did know when to quit. I lived my life at full throttle, never slowing down for a breath I didn’t need. I fell for sky-blue eyes under small town lights. I fell for deep brown eyes under dark woods canopies. And God Almighty, those green eyes were something to behold. I never had everything I exactly wanted, but that’s part of what was so beautiful. Life was good. Life was great. And I was…fantastic. Because I had a name to live up to. A name I’d earned, and one I very much was not going to let go to waste. I was Jack. Still am, I suppose, but I’ll always remember the Jack I was when I was fifteen going on eighteen. When I was eighteen going on thirty. When everything was right in the world.
Life for the jaguar-derived Uaithni of San Lucas is better than it once was. They once ruled their entire continent of course, but then spent centuries as a suppressed underclass in the empire they created. The general dissolution of that empire has created a dozen or so small Uaithni nations, in a loose alliance with each other. Citizens of any nation can quickly and easily travel between any of the others, for business or pleasure. Rising levels of industry have increased their productivity and the amount of time they have for leisure. Uaithni space-based construction of everything from civilian products to spaceships is a young but growing industry. The Uaithni lead the rest of the San Lucas cats in their drive to recreate themselves as a true spacefaring culture. We’re helping of course, but they are doing the bulk of the work themselves.
Mount Inferno’s eruption nearly ended life as we know it on San Lucas. Nearly all life was wiped out in Hankou’s lowlands within weeks of the first blow, and the survivors fled into the low mountain ranges. But respite was only temporary for them. The ashfall would have killed everyone and everything in time if the Chinese had not gone to ruinous expense to fill the skies of Hankou with air purifiers, tied to power satellites holding station above the continent. It was a Herculean humanitarian effort to save an alien civilization from death. Many were mystified by their uncharacteristic generosity. Then we found out that the cats living on Hankou had been genetically engineered from Chinese tigers and lions and it all made sense.
Music was my first love. Until I discovered girls, and realized that music could be used to woo them. Then I loved music even more. The feel of guitar strings under my fingers brings back so many memories of growing up in Northern Minnesota. Dipping my toes into cool spring waters while playing a lilting tune. Add a girl or two sitting next to me, maybe more, and it was pretty much the perfect way to grow up. Some people accused me of having a one-track mind on that account, but I always knew they were wrong. Blonde. Brunette. Redhead. My mind was always good at multitasking. But thinking back on it, I suppose some people had a point or two on the matter. I was wild and free, driven by hormones and thinking I was all grown up. I thought I was ready for life back then. I thought I had everything I needed. I sure did think I was all that and more.
I wanted to read the novel before the Ready Player One movie comes out, and so I grabbed it and read it last week. Audible was quick to fill my fix on that, especially since I’ve built up a few credits while reading all of the Honor Harrington books over again. So what is the premise of Ready Player One? In a nutshell, the real word is, in the immortal words credited to President Trump by one congressman, a shit hole so bad that nobody wants to live in it. So most people spend their time in the OASIS, basically the successor to the Internet with an MMO-style interface. People work, play, go to school, and live as much as possible on the OASIS.
I do have two issues with the book. The first is just how bad the real world is. The book was written in 2010, and factors the 2012 collapse of society due to the energy crisis that caused gas prices to spiral out of control so normal people could no longer afford to own or drive vehicles. Only the ultra rich can fly, and the roads are crumbling because nobody has the money to maintain them. Living in a 2018 where none of this happened, I get a bit of a chuckle out of the age-old lesson of writers to never make the mistake of writing world-changing events into a story you want people to read within a decade of its publication.
The other major issue I have with the book is the “Ironman” mode of its avatars. There is no save. There is no second chance. If you are killed in the OASIS, your avatar is deleted, along with everything it is carrying at the time, and you have to start over with a new, level 1, avatar. Now, there are some people who enjoy playing games in Ironman mode, and so some games offer it as an option. But the majority of gamers want a save point feature at the very least. ALL popular MMOs feature some form of “getting better” after you are “knocked out” or “mostly killed” or whatever terminology they use for losing a battle. Basically, the vast majority of players do not want to lose a character they’ve played for hours, days, months, or years because of one mistake. Players want to keep what they’ve collected, or paid real money for.
In the real world, any product like the OASIS would have competitors that would offer a casual style of play, and the OASIS would be forced to add that mode itself, or be washed away by the vast number of casual players, or people who simply only have an account to work or shop. Also, the OASIS allows only ONE avatar per account. One character that is you and only you. No other characters allowed. Competition from another company would force them to add multiple characters like every major MMO has now as well.
But, Ready Player One lives in a universe where there is no competition to the OASIS, so the OASIS does not need to offer multiple characters or save slots or anything like that. That is one of the weaker parts of the world creation in my humble opinion. So that is my major hangup when it comes to the world building of the novel. It doesn’t work. But, that does not mean the novel is not enjoyable.
The novel starts with the owner of the OASIS dying and leaving an announcement to everyone on the OASIS that he left a game hidden in the OASIS. Whoever finishes the game first, will be his one and only heir, and become the new owner of the OASIS. He gives us clues, mostly relating to the 1980s that he grew up in, so Duran Duran, flying Deloreans, and vintage bad 1980s movies are rather popular once again amongst those players who are trying to figure out the clues. I have to say, I rather enjoyed the classic arcade scenes.
And that leads to the part of Ready Player One that I think was done best. The world building INSIDE the OASIS. People fly between worlds on their own Starship Enterprises, Millenium Falcons, Firefly-class transports, or anything else you can think of from TV and movies. The main character has a flying Delorean as his ground vehicle, and an X-Wing for fighter combat. These are the kinds of things that players will want to do in an open-world game like that. People do it on the sly right now. Give them the chance to buy it for a small amount of money and it is a license to print money. I can see major clans operating Imperial Star Destroyers or Galaxy-class starships. And who wouldn’t want to pay a few bucks to drive a virtual Ferrari around the track? Or on the streets? Racing game players do that all the time.
My final verdict? It’s a fun treasure hunt story, wrapped in 1980s nostalgia that hit me right in the feels. And it shows the kind of world I think we are preparing to create on the internet, if we can get past all the licensing hurdles. Like Second Life on steroids, this is the kind of virtual world most of us would love to be part of. And it is fun to read.
I give it two wakka-wakka-wakka Pac-Mans munching on the powerup. Look out little ghosties, legions of player ones are ready to come for you. 🙂
I hope the upcoming movie will be just as fun to watch.


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