Review of The Anti-Catastrophe League By Tom Ough

Let’s begin by stating that Tom Ough’s The Anti-Catastrophe League is rather a triumph, the sort of book that one imagines being read in a comfortable armchair, with a roaring fire, a glass of excellent port, and perhaps an escape plan in case the supervolcano erupts mid-sentence. Mr Ough has set himself the enviable task …

Hyperion

Hyperion – Dan Simmons Chaucer with Plasma Rifles, Pilgrimage with Purpose, and the Empire of Man at a Crossroads If The Canterbury Tales were rewritten aboard a torchship headed for the edge of annihilation, and every pilgrim carried a PhD, a sidearm, and a tragic backstory, you might find yourself somewhere near Hyperion, a novel …

Red Dwarf

created by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor, Grit, Grime, and Grace Aboard the Last Ship of the Empire If The Crown depicts the burden of tradition in palaces and parlours, Red Dwarf does the same at the arse end of the universe, in a space-mining vessel held together with duct tape and stubbornness. This is not prestige sci-fi, …

Collected Anglofuturism – Alexander d’Albini

One part philosophical sparkplug, one part cultural handbook, this gem doesn’t just define Anglofuturism, it embodies it. Whether waxing lyrical about stoic engineers or detailing the aesthetics of a gentleman’s orbital workstation, d’Albini invites readers to join a movement not of protest, but of purposeful building. The tone? Rousingly optimistic, with just the right hint …

The Fifth Element

A cracking interstellar romp that whirls through operatic explosions, French fashion, and galactic bureaucracy with a surprising undercurrent of Anglofuturist virtue. Among the explosions and flying taxis, there’s an unmistakable thread of order holding the chaos together—service, structure, and love holding back the abyss. Add in a priesthood preserving ancient knowledge and a soldier who’d …

The Prisoner (1967)

A surreal slice of seaside paranoia, “The Prisoner” is what happens when British exceptionalism takes a long walk and finds itself kidnapped by a Kafkaesque bureaucracy in a bowler hat. But beneath the eccentricity lies the Anglofuturist marrow: a war veteran, Number 6, clinging fiercely to identity, liberty, and honour even when faced with weather …