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bookwormonastring 's review for:
The Pride of Chanur
by C.J. Cherryh
value village find that's seen the shelves of at least two thrift stores. i wish i could bring myself to send it on its way to continue collecting resale stickers like passport stamps, but i've grown too attached.
i expected-- and was eager to embrace-- pure camp, if mike whelan's cover illustration and the accompanying blurb were anything to judge by, but i found instead a surprisingly contained story exploring the bureaucracy of first-contact, of a sort. while i wish it had granted a closer look at characters outside of pyanfar herself (i never did manage to distinguish between the others of her crew, nevermind the situation on anuurn), i wouldn't trade her perspective for anything. i find her expletive-ridden voice so compelling, to say nothing of the linguistics underpinning various inter-species communications (although i'm sure i'm too far removed from mid-level college linguistics classes to truly appreciate what went into constructing them).
(an interesting contrast-- whereas starseed's space/travel was an environment-experience so meditative it bordered on transcendence, chanur's is altogether unforgiving in its pragmatism.)
i expected-- and was eager to embrace-- pure camp, if mike whelan's cover illustration and the accompanying blurb were anything to judge by, but i found instead a surprisingly contained story exploring the bureaucracy of first-contact, of a sort. while i wish it had granted a closer look at characters outside of pyanfar herself (i never did manage to distinguish between the others of her crew, nevermind the situation on anuurn), i wouldn't trade her perspective for anything. i find her expletive-ridden voice so compelling, to say nothing of the linguistics underpinning various inter-species communications (although i'm sure i'm too far removed from mid-level college linguistics classes to truly appreciate what went into constructing them).
(an interesting contrast-- whereas starseed's space/travel was an environment-experience so meditative it bordered on transcendence, chanur's is altogether unforgiving in its pragmatism.)