Lions and tigers and bears, oh my.
I’ve wanted to read this book since I heard about it. I love the title, from Milton’s Lycidas. When this was written in 1972, he’d already written 70 books, including the Hugo winning Sands of Zanzibar. Jealousy ensues.
So, in jealous pique, I will bring up one of the worst “puh-lease” reactions I’ve ever had to a book in my life. Black man is foully killed in misunderstanding after being found grasping at white woman with torn clothing and bleeding (from menstruation). What’s worse than a reveal? A completely artificial setup only to achieve an effect.