Dominic Green (1) (1967–)
Auteur van Smallworld
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- 1967
- Geslacht
- male
- Nationaliteit
- United Kingdom
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- 17
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- 13
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- 165
- Populariteit
- #128,476
- Waardering
- 3.6
- Besprekingen
- 12
- ISBNs
- 20
- Talen
- 1
It creates an absurd but almost plausible small (tiny) world and populates it with and extended family of Cult survivors, an intelligent and lethal Made Thing that looks like a devil and an Anchorite who seems to have been an interstellar dictator before he became a hermit. Oh, and goats. Lots of goats. And an ass.
The small world then gets visited by various people who either do bizarre and violent things or have bizarre and violent things done to them or both.
At first, I was stunned into silence by the energy and originality of the story. Then I began to smile at how clever it was. Then, not very long after that, I became bored.
There was nothing for me to engage with. None of these people felt real. The ideas were bright as fireworks but how long can you watch a firework display and keep going "Oooh!" and "Aaah!" with any sincerity? I knew I couldn't manage 385 pages of "My but this satire is as dry as bone, isn't it?" so I'm setting it aside at the 18% mark.… (meer)