Vit Babenco's Reviews > More Than Human

More Than Human is a stupendous cross between science fiction and Gothic tale written in an elaborately artsy style.
Every human being carries some wonderful potential hidden deep down inside…
The world is gigantic and someplace in this world an idiot occupies his own diminutive niche…

The idiot heard the sounds but they had no meaning for him. He lived inside somewhere, apart, and the little link between word and significance hung broken. His eyes were excellent, and could readily distinguish between a smile and a snarl; but neither could have any impact on a creature so lacking in sympathy, who himself had never laughed and never snarled and so could not comprehend the feelings of his gay or angry fellows.

On the knoll, there is a hermitage… And in this hermitage, in complete isolation, a father and two his daughters dwell… The youngest daughter grows up unaware of the world without…

She had not been taught to read, but only to listen and obey. She had never learned to seek, but only to accept. Knowledge was given to her when she was ready for it and only her father and sister knew just when that might be.

The idiot and the girl hear some inner call… Some unknown magnetism inexorably pulls them to each other… Their brief encounter ends tragically… But the idiot survives… He is recuperating and a mysterious seed starts sprouting in his psyche… And somewhere far away there is a little girl who also possesses paranormal abilities… And of course they’re destined to meet…

There was a little girl on the bank, dressed in a torn plaid dress. She was about six. Her sharp-planed, unchildlike face was down-drawn and worried. And if he thought his caution was effective, he was quite wrong. She was looking directly at him.

In addition he brings in a forsaken infant with the Down syndrome while the girl is accompanied by coloured twins… And all together they make up a team…

In the half-cave, half-cabin, with the fire smoking in the center of the room and the meat turning slowly in the updraft, with the help of two tongue-tied infants, a mongoloid baby and a sharp-tongued child who seemed to despise him but never failed him, Lone built the device.

Then an eight-year-old waif boy joins them… And quite many weird things are to happen… Even love…
Man always craves to become greater than the sum of his parts…

Homo Gestalt, the next step upward. Well, sure, why not a psychic evolution instead of the physical?

Genius lacking moral principles tends to turn into a soulless monster.