I hope I was horrified by the 1950s mindset that had no women in any position of authority, or, indeed, anything other than a girlfriend/wife/mother. I recalled three of the big set-piece scenes, which shows how much it impacted on me, but I can't now remember my emotions on reading it. There's no real resolution and little character development – it's all about the journey, not the destination.Ĭhildhood's End This was a re-read from my teenage years. There's the same detailed travelling, the same investigation of a strange land, even the same sea-journey, and the same rather "Is that it?" feeling at the end. Overall, I was irresistibly reminded of Verne's A Journey to the Centre of the Earth I read a while back. However, the two-dimensional characters, the lack of character/internal conflict and the crappy dialogue were all less than enthralling. On the one hand I can appreciate the world-building – or, rather, the Rama-building – though I couldn't understand any of the science stuff, and I liked the clean, spare prose. Rendezvous with Rama I have rather mixed feelings about this.
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