Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Lightpaths by Howard V. Hendrix

The blurb on the back cover says "if Heinlein had grown up reading William Gibson, this is the sort of thing he would have written..." I beg your humble pardon, but Heinlein was a master of his craft, not to be dragged down by comparison with a newly emerged garnet-in-the-rough author who took seven years to complete his first novel. Hendrix begins philosophical maunderings and political digressions within the first twenty pages, long before we've gotten a chance to empathize or identify with his characters, much less have a clue where this senseless display of vain erudition is going.

Finally gave up, only slightly confused and demoralized.

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