by Joanna Demers

The Day The Sun Died – Yan Lianke

Without revealing too much, one can simply butcher Chekhov by observing that, if you read a story that mentions corpse oil, you can be pretty sure that it will be used, sooner or later.

The Sacred Era – Yoshio Aramaki

Formerly preoccupied with imagining the future, science fiction is more inclined toward future anteriority.

The Willow King – Meelis Friedenthal

With our own era’s debates on science, truth, and the merit of religion, THE WILLOW KING makes us appreciate how much, and how little, have changed in the intervening three hundred years.