"Screenshot text “Rereading Neuromancer over the summer, I was dazzled anew by the author’s uncanny prose—how Gibson wrestles technical jargon, the stuff of developer documentation and instruction manuals, out of its familiar contexts to create a neon mood of intrigue. We all know how the book opens (“the sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel”) but another evocative line, just as stunning, happens a few pages later, as the protagonist Case is thinking about his lost love, Linda Lee. He remembers “her face bathed in restless laser light, features reduced to a code: her cheekbones flaring scarlet as Wizard’s Castle burned, forehead drenched with azure when Munich fell to the Tank War, mouth touched with hot gold as a gliding cursor struck sparks from the wall of a skyscraper canyon.”"
