I have to admit that the only reason I purchased The Alien
by Raymond F. Jones was for this crazy cover. I especially like the “bachelor
pad space age babes” depicted on it, with their cute glass bubble helmets and their
skimpy outfits. All that’s missing on them is those torpedo bras that graced
pulp babes back in the day. And dig their somewhat wary gazes at what is
assumed to be The Alien, standing in naked majesty before them. And all the men
are toting weapons ready to blast this cat into the cosmos, while the women
linger there. Also, is it me, or doesn’t the Alien look astonishingly like
Kevin Bacon?
Belmont Books - September 1966 |
I’d never heard of this “classic of Science Fiction” before,
but Raymond F. Jones’s name seemed vaguely familiar. Turns out, he wrote This
Island Earth, which was a pretty cool movie as I remember it. A quick look at
his bibliography shows that he’s also written a fair amount of stories for the
pulps in the 40s and 50s.
The Alien tells the story of a strange and massive crystalline
“time capsule” discovered by archaeologists in the asteroid belt between Mars
and Jupiter. It seems that the asteroid belt contains evidence of an inhabited
planet destroyed many thousands of years ago. Through a serious of half-life
dating technology it’s determined that this crystal and the other relics found among
the asteroid belt date back to at least half a million years ago. Among the team of
scientists studying these finds is Delmar Underwood, a man whose
disillusionment with earth has prompted him to follow a life out among the
dunes of space. His companions include a team of “semanticists”, capable of
deciphering codes and languages of the pasts, chief among whom is a Dr. Dreyer.
The discovery of the crystal is reminiscent of that famous plot device used in
2001, A Space Odyssey. Only the cool thing about this time capsule is that it
houses the remains of . . . The Alien!
Our scientists discover that the crystal is engraved with a
cryptic series of symbols and codes, invisible to the naked eye. Previously, all efforts to
crack the meaning of these hieroglyphics had proven futile. What's needed is some kind of galactic Rosetta Stone to provide the key. Luckily for our gang, a mathematical
key is found on the time capsule, and soon enough Dreyer and Underwood are able to decode
the meanings of the symbols, leading to a method for opening the capsule and
unlocking its contents.
It’s like the discovery of an ancient Egyptian tomb,
untouched for centuries and is all pretty exciting. Only instead of a preserved
mummy we have a preserved alien being that lived 500,000 years in the past. And best
of all, our archaeologists discover the key to resurrecting this self
proclaimed, godlike being.
Should they do it? Well, what do you think, man? How else
are we going to get this crazy scene depicted on the cover?
I thought the novel was a pretty cool ride. It’s got plenty
tension throughout. It has a love angle to it, political conspiracy, warring
factions, philosophical angst, a galactic confrontation, a trip to another planet, a space chase, and a
final showdown between good and evil. There is the usual wonky science that you’ll
get with books of this type, but I can forgive it considering the time it was
first published (1951). So yeah, I would recommend it to fans of pulpy science
fiction.
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