Cover by Kelly Freas |
THE RUINS OF ISIS Marion Zimmer Bradley New York: Pocket Books, August 1978 |
Rating: 4.0 High |
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ISBN-13 978-0-671-82819-6 | ||||
ISBN-10 0-671-82819-3 | 298pp. | SC | $1.95 |
Page 238: | "She cried, shaken, 'And you'd destroy the whole culture of Isis for your damned Ruins, just to be the man who opened them to the Unity, just for your own personal ambition?' "And you call yourself a scientist!' He stared at her in scorn and the beginnings of contempt. 'I don't believe you even care about the Ruins, Cendri!'" |
As well as a certain movie-review Web site, this calls to mind Plan Nine from Outer Space: "You see? You see? Your stupid mind! . . ." |
Page 261: | "Mahala snorted. 'This is what comes of your kind of liberalism, Vaniya—allowing some men to learn to read and write!'" |
"You see? You see? Your stupid mind! . . ." |
Page 262: | "'Miranda,' Zamila wailed. 'Miranda is gone! She is nowhere in the house!' "Lialla cried, 'The midwife lies unconscious on the stairs; she has been struck and we cannot revive her!' " |
So much for the security of the Pro-Matriarch's Residence. |
Page 263: | "'There are weapons in the armories; we used them against predators when we cleared the land. I think we must authorize their use, now. They may resist whips and persuasion, but if we fire a few shells into their midst—" |
Too perfect! This is the escalation of violence of which by habit the residents of Isis accuse the maleworlds. And... artillery shells against predators? They must have been some predators. T-Rex, perhaps? Were they wiped out? That's never made clear. |
Page 267: | "She heard Dal say—and knew he was not speaking aloud, 'Did you build this City, then?' And the voice, answering, still radiating those same waves of loving warmth . . . she glanced at Dal, saw his face glowing with the same joyousness . . . 'No. we did not build the City. We came here from space, when these women came. We had need of them, as they had need of us.' " |
So the disembodied aliens are mobile. Even more curious, then, that they seem rooted now to one spot. |