Cast aside, if you can, all thought of Stanley Kubrick or Peter Sellers. Two Hours to Doom, a.k.a. Red Alert, may be a cynical warning of a novel but it is not a comical one. Peter George's best known work is deadly serious in tone and a Cold War thriller with a difference.
Most books of this kind are predicated on the assumption of devious plots being hatched in the Kremlin, or sometimes the White House. George poses a scenario created by a rogue USAF General that requires both capitals to react and co-operate rather than initiate events.
Some have suggested this is dull, and I can't for the life of me think why. For my taste, this kept me continually gripped. Each chapter rotates through three main perspectives, being the situation room in Washington, the Air Force base in Texas, and onboard the bomber Alabama Angel. All have their own mix of tensions and interactions which engaged me throughout.
George's experience of RAF bomber missions in the second world war lend a sheen of authenticity to proceedings. The internal control procedures within the US hierarchy that allowed the situation at least seem plausible, though one wonders how close it was to reality and how much of that reality George could really have known.
Nonetheless, this is both a psychological study and a thought experiment, making it speculative fiction in its true sense, exemplifying how it extends beyond science fiction alone. One point George makes is that no matter how well a chain of command is designed, someone ultimately has to have the ability to 'press the button' and that person will be a fallible human.
Another is that while the destruction of the entire human race, and maybe all life on Earth, seems like utter madness, it can be arrived at by a series of incremental decisions by individuals lacking all the relevant information, and for whom those individual decisions appear rationally justifiable or even necessary.
Perhaps our avoidance of a nuclear apocalypse seems inevitable with six decades of hindsight, but it was rightly seen as a real threat at the time and a novel like this provides a fascinating insight into the psychology of its era. One wonders how novels about apocalyptic climate change will hold up six decades from now, if civilisation is still in sufficient shape for someone to be reading them. Regardless, this book may be a little niche today but I still recommend it without regard to the film.