I think there is power in science fiction. I think there is a particular power in taking a simple, improbable– but not altogether impossible– premise and drawing from it a compelling story. PD James hypothesizes in The Children of Men that in 1995 the human race became infertile. She begins her story on 1. January, 2021: the last generation to be born is now adult. She shares a world where intimacy loses allure, art is abandoned, hope is lost. — And then proceeds to use that dark, unsettling setting to frame a story of risk, commitment and the joys and anguish of love.