Imagine the universe as a forest, patrolled by numberless and nameless predators. In this forest, stealth is survival - any civilisation that reveals its location is prey. Earth has. Now the predators are coming. The narrative and conceptual momentum of the series takes off at a scale and velocity I couldn't possibly have imagined before reading. The Three-Body trilogy makes insignificance and unknowability and futility seem so spiritually exciting that I felt breathless. I'd join a book club that just discusses it every month for a year' New York Times.