Trapped within a glass box high above the pollution-free Earth, a robot and a human debate the Three Laws of Robotics. The overweight male robopsychologist boasts of the number of robots he has destroyed, claims the answers of the beautiful naked woman before him are inappropriate, and then proceeds to beat her and demand sex before ordering her final punishment.
Contained within the anthology God, Robot from Castalia House, this review is only for John C. Wright’s Hugo-nominated short story An Unimaginable Light. Written in the tradition of Isaac Asimov’s I, Robot universe, the short diatribe manages to comment on artificial intelligence, the existence of God, gendered pronouns, BSDM and psychosexual sadism, and rape, just to name a few. As a highly uncomfortable read, the emphasis seems to be pure cynical provocation.
Only recommended for fans of the hostile politically incorrect.
“The kneeling girl did not look like a robot. She looked like a love goddess. Her face was piquant and elfin, her eyes danced and glittered. Her lips were full, her smile ready. She was pulchritudinous, buxom, callipygous, leggy. Her torso was slender, and her abdominal muscles as well defined as those of a belly dancer, so that her navel was like a period between two cursive brackets.”