Overview (No Spoilers): A week or so ago I was surprised to find that I didn’t have any books lined up in my reading queue. When searching for an available classic to fill the void I stumbled upon A Princess of Mars. A fan of science fiction, I was intrigued and dove right away into this interplanetary adventure. Roughly a third or so into this read I was losing my battle to keep my annoyance in check with regard to the arrogant POV of our hero, and the helpless princess who was in dire need of saving. With classics, my threshold for frustration is high as there is a reason behind why the titles are held in such regard. Pausing in my read I looked up the backstory and time period from which this read was created in order to gain an understanding of the author. I was surprised to find that this title was written in 1912 as a series in a pulp fiction magazine, lending me at least an understanding of our protagonist that was more than full of himself. Yes he was a gentleman and draped in chivalry, but modern old me couldn’t help but roll my eyes at the terrible decisions he was making because his honor as he couldn’t see any other course of action. Of course, he would predictably escape these seemingly dire circumstances without a scratch. Additionally, the role of the helpless, needy princess cemented for me how much I truly enjoy a self-sufficient, strong female character in literature. Also, I was surprised to find that the main character’s name was familiar! The movie from 2012, that performed terribly in the box office, John Carter, was based on this book! I’ve never watched this movie but now I’m intrigued to see the story played out on the big screen. Overall, after much follow up reading regarding this title I can appreciate that Burroughs tale of adventure inspired the next generation of novelists and scientists, however it loses much of its mystique when viewed through modern eyes.