“A futuristic, androgynous love affair that spans a thousand years in which a man sacrifices his death instead of his life (as is often the case) to save humanity.”
‘Life on Mars’ has always been primarily conceived as a stadium stage production. It will never be a stage production based on a book but the other way round.
It must have been around ten minutes after Vic died that he first heard the voices but he didn’t know what they were. Not who they were, but what they were. It wouldn’t be long before he remembered what voices were and what made them. He would know what everything was in fact, as his mind slowly built a picture of a universe he once existed in. In that universe were things, and one of those things had been Vic Jones. If he had been in possession of any conscious thought five minutes ago he would have been quite pleased with himself. The suicide had gone exactly as planned and he had no reason to believe everything else wouldn’t. He had left clear instructions for his entire body to be placed in cryogenic suspension until such time as a cure existed for the cancer that was about to ravage his body. That is until he actually did have conscious thought.
One of his first conscious thoughts was “Something must have gone wrong, very wrong indeed.”
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