Well, I chose Hyperion - the three volumes in a bus, in its English edition - in a Paris bookstore that sells occasions by his appearance, just by reading the back cover upon. It is a beautiful book, huge, coverage is attractive, and the rave reviews. The story is attractive, it has one side "Ten Little Indians" in Space Opera, few pilgrims handpicked, non-believers in the religion of the Shrike - Gritche in French - an alien-like monster, with blades and deadly spikes everywhere, and that kills pilgrims usually after they have found the answers to their questions. These pilgrims will disappear one-to-one, and suspicion hanging over their disappearance, is one of them who is guilty, or is it that the Shrike came the harvest ...? One gradually discovers the story of these people that nothing connects otherwise the Shrike, a soldier, a senator, a poet, a father with a baby in her arms ... The story of this baby is to Moreover horribly hard to read, gross, cruel, I do not know if I cried but I remember being shaken and shocked. Just for this part of the story, read Hyperion. However, there was one aspect that disgusted me, it is the mid-satyr poet genetically modified mid-alcoholic and delusional, citing old English poets on which to base the religion of the Shrike and his usual madness. You must love poetry fiercely to appreciate these passages which really annoyed me. In short, reading interesting, long and hard, sometimes boring (throughout the 3 volumes), but often exciting, a book that will accompany you a long time ...
