I first read this book over twenty years ago, I think. I was a teenager and all my friends loved it.
It was one of the staples of teenage sci-fi reading in the late eighties, such was Donaldson, Eddings and Fiest. Piers Anthony is the lesser of these four.
It is entertaining, and the story spans over several books. I started listening to book 4, which is new to me, and immediately felt it betrayed the first three.
Fabulous. Great story telling. At first I thought he resented his RPG early days, but in the end... well, just listen to the book.
Thoroughly recommend to anyone who role played as a kid, or whose childhood had such an alternative view that you thought you were cool, but in reality you were just an eccentric twat.
This will not break the boundaries if you understand economics or have played a lot of MMOs.
That said, it is a great tale which I could relate too
A level of detail and philosophy that is absent from a lot of modern sci-fi
The book makes some good attempts at exploring both side of the argument, but other times the scientific argument is extremely biased and irrelevant. For example: it discusses the physiology of the cheetah, efficient lungs etc..., yet fails to explore how these constraints (of the Flash) would impact his performance. It also describes the energy required for a typical human to do a certain feat, but i would not refer to the Flash as a typical human. With all thee figures being spouted, surely the argument for 100% efficiency of food consumption be explored.
By the time I reached the creationist versus science argument I was on auto-pilot, waiting patiently to finish the book.
I doubt the writers have had any thesis or science experience: commonly misusing the terms theory, truth or fact.
I was expecting a fun lighthearted exploration of comic super-heroes; I received a few interesting tid-bits hidden behind an overwhelming amount of pointless exposition.
I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND THIS BOOK.
(oh gawd, there is another book too... )
I was enthralled from the start, and my excitement grew as the story approached when i first started collecting comics (1988 for TMNT, 1990 for Marvel).
I stopped reading in 1994, and have recently returned. This book has filled in the gaps. How clouded my perception was. It has inspired me to hunt down more books like this.
I started reading this as a teenager, and rejoiced when I found it on Audible.
Although it is a very linear story, the ideas were compelling.One weakness of the story is that it felt a little like a screenplay - though it would make a fabulous movie/tv mini-series.
Again, another book where i am eagerly awaiting to find the time to read the sequel.
An interesting read. A good change from modern sci-fi movies where man overcomes the odds through acts of selfless bravery; or where the monsters are clearly the villains.
The Mote demonstrates that thought, specifically the paradigm of a society, creates conflict - removing the need for the traditional (or maybe arch-typical?) villainous motives.
Eager to read the sequel.
First off, I have an issue with the title. Mainly as i purchased the book thinking solely it was indeed the third book of the Rain Wild Chronicles. Unless Robin Hobb draws somehow from the two or three stories held within that are set in the Rain Wild world for the next actual book then this book is irrelevant to the series. **WARNING** less than half this book is set in that world, and the stories are so detached from the series that they could equally as well be in a different world.
My next gripe is that whilst reading these short stories i had an oppressive shadow question my own ethics as every story has a righteous female protagonist and a unscrupulous male antagonist. True, one story was purely about women, though you can easily exchange the theme of female circumcision as a metaphor for man's subservience of women...
The majority of the stories are great. Most (maybe all?) had a cat theme, which was more adorable than the man-hating commentary.
The book is good, though be warned of the pretence of title and the continued portrayal of men as selfish and violent, excluding secondary characters; such as the nice fatherly figure.
Martin captures the thoughts and motivation of one with so many fractures that rings with truth, though proliferated with lies. Like An Object of Beauty, the book is the narrative of journey. A journey that leads no where, but where characters have time to grow, as does your affection towards them.
Steve Marin: You either love him or hate him, and I cherish him as a genius.
Report Inappropriate Content
If you find this review inappropriate and think it should be removed from our site, let us know. This report will be reviewed by Audible and we will take appropriate action.