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Dark and haunting is probably the best way to describe this volume. The story revolves around a number of agents of the dreamworld who, in Morpheus’ absence, have decided to have a little fun of their own. You can start to see the mythos really start to flesh outself out in this storyline, though the ending seemed to come a bit easily…
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While the first story arc of the Sandman series is fairly straightforward quest fare, you can see why the series gained the success it did. Gaiman is, of course, a fanastic writer, and the mythos he creates, here, is truly intriguing. But it is the final issue in the collection, The Sound of Her Wings, where the series truly takes off. The entire plotline is sweet and subdued, infused with a depth of emotion lacking in the previous tales. And Gaiman’s vision of the anthropomorphic personification of Death is brilliant, quirky and original,kand serves as a pitch-perfect contrast to the reserved Morpheus.
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As a general rule I tend to enjoy Crichton’s writing style (the man had a real flair for action and pacing, which is probably why his work has been so successful), but in this case I couldn’t help but be turned off by his decision to use Ian Malcolm as a mouthpiece for continuously waxing philosophical about the evils of modern science and technology. Of course, one could argue Mary Shelley did the same back in the day, but the difference is she pulled it off with style and panache, while Crichton comes across as heavy-handed and bloviating… not to mention just plain wrong most of the time.
Now, one could argue that perhaps I’m tainted by the fact that in his later years Crichton became a vocal anti-AGW (human-caused global warming) advocate, and ended up providing large quantities of vacuous, incorrect ammunition for those looking to reinforce their own anti-AGW beliefs. But despite this, I thoroughly enjoyed both The Andromeda Strain and Sphere, and in neither of those cases did I feel I was being preached to. Not so with Jurassic Park.
So while Jurassic Park was, I think, successful as an action/sci-fi book, those successes were more than offset by Crichton’s total lack of subtlety.
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Douglas Adams is, of course, most famous for his work on the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy books, but if there was one piece not related to HHGTTG by DNA that I wish people would read, it would be this one.
Mr. Adams was deeply fascinated with the natural world, and this love for the world around him absolutely shines through in this book, wherein Mr. Adams records his experiences traveling the world, encountering various endangered species in their natural habitat. His wonderful observational skills, and more importantly, incredible talent for putting those observations on paper in his wry, witty way, allow him to truly draw the reader into his experiences, and to feel his awe and reverence for the things he, well, had a rare chance to see.
At once sad and hopeful, I think some of his best writing is done in this volume.
Mr. Adams has said he was most proud of this book. If you ask me, he was right to be.
Now, eight years later, I have to admit, this book still leaves me feeling incredibly bitter sweet.
On the one hand, the Kakapo has seen genuine success, with the Kakapo Recovery programme demonstrating the power of intense intervention to save endangered species. On the other hand, the Northern white rhinoceros is now completely extinct, having disappeared in the wild and died off in captivity.
I will forever be sad that Douglas Adams died as young as he did. However, I can’t help but wonder how he’d feel if he saw how little progress we’ve collectively made in honouring and protecting the world in which we live.