A couple of years ago, a bloke called Ernest Cline wrote a film called ‘Fanboys‘, about a group of friends coming together to help a friend with terminal cancer see ‘The Phantom Menace‘ before release.
Some dying wish, huh?
It was a lovely ode to nerd culture, the importance of human connection, made with love and reverence for fandom, Star Wars and growing up geek.
A few years later, he’s back paying tribute to more obsessions of his youth – this time, video games, in his debut novel, ‘Ready Player One‘. It’s a much more ambitious work, a big greasy cheeseburger of a novel.



