Alexander Romanovich Belyaev (Russian: 袗谢械泻褋邪薪写褉 袘械谢褟械胁); born 16 March 1884 in Smolensk, Russian Empire; died 6 January 1942 in Pushkin, USSR] Born in Smolensk, at the age of 30 Alexander became ill with tuberculosis. Treatment was unsuccessful; the infection spread to his spine and resulted in paralysis of the legs. Belyayev suffered constant pain and was paralysed for six years. In search for the right treatment he moved to Yalta together with his mother and old nanny. During his convalescence, he read the work of Jules Verne, H. G. Wells, and Konstantin Tsiolkovsky, and began to write poetry in his hospital bed. By 1922 he had overcome the disease and in 1923 returned to Moscow where he began his serious literary activity as writer of science fiction novels. In 1925 his first novel, Professor Dowell's Head (袚芯谢芯胁邪 袩褉芯褎械褋褋芯褉邪 袛芯褍褝谢褟) was published. From 1931 he lived in Leningrad with his wife and oldest daughter; his youngest daughter died of meningitis in 1930, aged six. In Leningrad he met H. G. Wells, who visited the USSR in 1934. In the last years of his life Belyaev lived in the Leningrad suburb of Pushkin (formerly Tsarskoye Selo). At the beginning of the German invasion of the Soviet Union during Second World War he refused to evacuate because he was recovering after an operation that he had undergone a few months earlier. Belyayev died of hunger in the Soviet town of Pushkin in 1942 while it was occupied by the Nazis. His wife and daughter, who managed to survive, were taken away to Poland by the Nazis. The exact location of his grave is unknown. A memorial stone at the Kazanskoe cemetery in the town of Pushkin is placed on the mass grave where his body is assumed to be buried.
Wonderful book. Very interesting, the presented idea of mind control is very fascinating, though not so much realistic, but it's fiction, isn't it. I was slightly disappointed by the ending, but not as much as to change my opinion of the book.
Siu啪etas gana nusp臈jamas ir meil臈s istorijos daro j寞 per daug sentimental懦. I拧 prad啪i懦 buvo keista, kad rus懦 ra拧ytojo romane beveik visi pagrindiniai veik臈jai vokie膷iai, bet gal d臈l to, kad tarybinio blogie膷io neb奴t懦 praleidusi cenz奴ra. Yra ir tre膷iaeilis veik臈jas rusas, ai拧ku, gerietis, ir i拧radim膮 Maskvoje panaudoja gerais tikslais, ne taip kaip kapitalistiniai veik臈jai. Aha, patik臈jom. 艩iaip gana 寞domi novel臈, ra拧ytojas moka ra拧yti, tik kaip didel臈 dalis to meto ra拧ytoj懦, atrodo labiau nori apra拧yti savo prot懦 valdymo teorij膮, negu kurti 寞dom懦 siu啪et膮. Geriau b奴t懦 ra拧臋s ne novel臋, o apsakym膮.
Gave me enormous imagination! Belyaev is truly genius... I didn't think about brain massages before, i consider it's real. Maybe Belyaev have already achieved that , but who knows??
Who would've thought that an old sci-fi novel about mind control would describe my struggle with mental illness so well?
Belyaev was one of the first 'grown-up' authors I read in my childhood. I cried at Ichthyander's tragic fate and sympathised Ariel, wondered about the things I could ask Professor Dowell and was disgusted at Bayley's wickedness. This was a very nostalgic read, comforting and familiar. Frankly, it made me wish I were back to being a 9 year old, reading sneakily at night under the blanket.
(also the last chapter was boring, unnecessary and just bad. I wish I had skipped reading the last few pages. A disappointing ending to an otherwise good book)