Fantasy on Television
JOHN CARNELL reports on
'THE TIME MACHINE'
Science & Fiction
THE SEARCH FOR SUPERMAN
By JOHN K. AIKEN
Masters of Fantasy
ARTHUR F. HILLMAN on
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Over fifty years ago, a young writer who was destined to become world-famous for his imaginative conceptions of things to come sat down and wrote his first successful fantasy. It 'was the story of an inventor who fashioned a machine on which he journeyed into the future, stopped off to take a look at mankind in the year 802701, and travelled on into the dim vistas of the world's end before returning to the security of the 19th Century. It is said that Wells' tale of "The Time Machine" set the early British film pioneer, Robert Paul, thinking about the possibilities of the screen play. It has even been suggested that the author himself may have been influenced, if only subconsciously, by the awakening technique of the new art form when he wrote his amazing tale. At any rate, he and Paul got together
in a project which, if it had not failed for lack of capital, might have resulted in the filming of the Time Traveller's adventures—or, at least, in an attempt at something which even today's film-makers Would scarcely dare to tackle.
* Especially by Observer critic W. E. Williams, who condemned "the ill-fated endeavour to confine the cosmic vision of H. G. Wells upon a miniature screen. Its resources," he argued, "are too pathetically meagre to cope with such a story . . . and its cardboard improvisations of the landscapes of Utopia reduced the fable to banality. The impersonation of the creatures who inhabited Futurity was another exposure of the limitations of the medium, and the delicate little citizens of the Golden Age (with their sinister troglodyte guardians) proved a mere rabble of pantomime elves dressed in horrible costumes."
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subject of an article in The Radio Times. How could they give an impression of the passing of hundreds of thousands of years in the space of some three minutes? How to design sets strictly limited in size to really look like a bizarre world of the distant future? How to show the Morlocks in their dark underground domain?
The Time Traveller meets the Eloi.
A scene from the television version of
"The Time Machine."
recorded the passing of many hours, the lights began to dip and rise to indicate the passage of the days, and as this effect speeded up the walls of the room gradually dissolved. In the second performance this was cut out, killing the impression of fast-moving time. But, outside, the sun moves ever more swiftly across the sky until it is a continuous band of light, rising and falling to indicate the equinoxes, and throwing into vivid relief the changing shapes of successions of buildings which become more startlingly futuristic as the Traveller flashes through the ages.
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to recover it. On his descending into the depths where these degenerate machine-minders performed their mysterious tasks, it was completely dark and all the viewers saw of them was their glowing eyes moving in the blackness.
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Walter Gillings' FANTASIA
More s-f anthologies coming . . . "Science Fiction: The Best of 1948," edited by Everett Bleiler and Ted Dikty, featuring recent stories from Astounding, Thrilling Wonder, Blue Book, will be first of regular annual volumes issued by Frederick Fell, New York . . . Dell pocket-book collection, compiled by Orson ("The Martians are Coming!") Welles, presents script of his notorious broadcast, reprints by Bradbury, Heinlein, Leinster, etc. . . . Doubleday will publish Isaac Asimov's "pre-Foundation" novel, "Grow Old Along With Me" . . . Frank Reade-ish plans for overhead bicycles, life-saver cabin trunks, non-horse-scaring trams, in "Patent Applied For—A Century of Fantastic Inventions," by Fred Coppersmith & J. J. Lynx (Press & Publicity, 10/6) . . . Arkham House collection of S. Fowler Wright's fantasies to be titled "The Throne of Saturn" . . .
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Science &. Fiction
THE SEARCH FOR SUPERMAN
By JOHN K. AIKEN
What is going to happen to Homo Sapiens? In its purely physical sense this question must be daily in the mind of everyone who reads or listens to the news. Atomic war, catastrophic food shortage, rising population, exhaustion of coal and oil in the industrial and military scramble : will Man be able to extricate himself from the mess he has got himself into? These are the questions which frighten us into reading science fiction. And there, of course, we find innumerable answers. New power sources, world federation, synthetic foods, planetary development . . . But the real problem is at a deeper level than the merely physical. Dr. Alexis Carrel, whose lifetime of medical research ended five years ago, has analysed it, and synthesised the beginnings at least of a solution, in his revolutionary and much-reprinted book [Man, the Unknown, by Dr. Alexis Carrel. Penguin Books, 1/6.], which may yet (we hope) turn out to be literally epoch-making.
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lost limbs or for mentally controlling matter, to mention only a few of the super-types due to van Vogt, an author who has surely done as much as anyone to increase the number of recognised varieties of Homo Superior.
WALTER GILLINGS' FANTASIA —Continued from page 5
Thrilling Wonder Editor Sam Merwin informed contributors: "We are currently altering policy to a somewhat more adventurous swing, and prefer stories whose opening locale, at any rate, is set quite close to the future" . . . Substitution of beauties for beasts on Avon Fantasy Reader covers reputed to have increased circulation by one-third . . . Editor Campbell's published invitation to Astounding contributor Martin Pearson for collection of unclaimed cheque, in recent issue, promptly answered by Avon Editor Donald A. Wollheim, owner of long-neglected pseudonym . . . Writers, Markets and Methods ran interview with L. Ron Hubbard, whose "present projects include a Broadway play, a book of psychology, ten novels published or finished . . . a slick serial just completed, and work for Street & Smith and Standard Mags." . . . Ray Bradbury's next collection, compiled from The New Yorker, Weird Tales, etc., to be titled "The Illustrated Man" . . . His "Dark Carnival" (see last issue) radio reviewed by BBC critic in "Bookshelf"; Willy Ley's "The Lungfish and the Unicorn" (reviewed last issue) ditto in "New Books and Old Books," which also covered "The War of the Worlds" . . .
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|The Story of 'Wonder' By THOMAS SHERIDAN
THE DAYS OF DEPRESSION
Gernsback and the Technocrats
Wonder Stories was never less immodest than any other magazine. Early in its career, in reporting its "phenomenal success," it boasted of the " acknowledged fact that, in most cases, the masters of science fiction offer their stories first to Science Wonder Stories. And it happens, also, that mediocre stories rejected by us appear in other magazines "—a knock at Amazing this, perhaps, though it was doing quite nicely at the time. But there was one type of story, mediocre or not, which Editor-in-Chief Hugo Gernsback would not accept at any price, even if it was written by a "master." It was that which echoed the current cry against the evils of the Machine Age; for he was quick to see in the rampaging of "so-called authorities" a bigger menace to science fiction than any cosmic threat it could invent:
*This tag was adopted as the result of yet another readers' contest in which $100 in gold was offered for a descriptive slogan and 4,362 entries were said to have been received.
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'Wonder' in the small size
year which elapsed before it returned to its original nine by twelve inches.
See "The Poet of Science Fiction": page 14.
open discussion of the magazine's shortcomings, they excused themselves thus: "After all, science fiction is a young art—it needs continual freshness, new ideas, new authors, new readers. We are getting them all, and We are happy." Again: "Science fiction is not perfect—it is too young, too struggling, too new. It is now cutting its teeth . . . learning by experience, and getting the wisdom of the world to grow up into the strong, healthy being it is sure to become . . . We must have faith and be patient."
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for the famous "Cosmos". There was even more originallity in the covers which, simultaneous with the reduction in the price and contents of the mag. occurring towards the end of '32, exhibited strange coloured spheres, circles and blots which were made the subject of two guessing contests. Prizewinners identified the spheres as colloidal particles, the circles as diffraction rings; and the blobs were a spot on the cover magnified sixty times.
(To be continued)
*Fantasy Magazine (formerly Science Fiction Digest) was the leading fan magazine of the '30's, which also published fiction by prominent authors. "Cosmos," an interplanetary story, ran for 17 instalments contributed by as many different writers. among them Ralph Milne Farley, John W. Campbell, Edward E. Smith, David H. Keller, Eando Binder, A. Merritt and Edmond Hamilton. The magazine was discontinued in '37.
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Among The Magazines with KENNETH SLATER
Readers Vote on the Shaver Mystery
At long last the infamous Shaver Mystery is finished—as far as Amazing Stories, which started it, is concerned. Having dropped it, Editor Palmer took a readers' poll on whether to take it up again, and although there were only six votes against it no more than 132 plumped for reviving the whole business. As RAP very justly points out in the April issue, it would need "a great many more letters to bring it back—say 75,000." It would seem that there are so few left to vote against it because those who were opposed to it—notably its erstwhile fans—have long since given up reading the mag., While of its new readership the vast majority couldn't care less. So that, dear friends, is that!
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which started in the March number. In which I liked particularly Robert M. Williams' tale of the Martians' triumph over a lack of natural resources, "The Sound of Bugles," and Ray Bradbury s neat piece of horror, "Marionettes, Inc."
The cover of Thrilling Wonder's April issue illustrates Ray Bradbury's "The Concrete Mixer," with Miss California of 1963 (suitably undressed) hailing invading Martian hordes. His constant depicting of mankind as perfectly beastly must be one of the reasons for Bradbury's popularity, but I'm getting a little tired of being told an obvious truth—especially when it applies to you and me! The lead novel is "The Ultimate Planet," in which Noel Loomis apparently seeks to prove that scientific upbringing is not the answer to everything. Maybe there's a sequel in the offing, but the ending is far from satisfactory.
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For selling more stories in 1948 than any other member, new writer E. EVERETT EVANS was honoured by Los Angeles Science Fantasy Society as winner of its amateur writers' annual contest. His work has appeared in Startling Stories, Weird Tales and Fantasy Book.
Santry, illustrates Rene Lafayette's latest.
must find them both interesting and refreshing. Others in this issue are the evergreen "Machine-Man of Ardathia," by the late Francis Flagg, Frank Belknap Long's "The Man with a Thousand Legs," and Everil Worrell's "The Canal," all of which date back to '27; "The Cat-Woman," by Mary Elizabeth Counselman, one of the best off-trail stories Weird Tales ever published. and "The Temple," which is not one of Lovecraft's better pieces.
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MASTERS OF FANTASY
The Poet of Science Fiction
By ARTHUR F. HILLMAN
This is the first of a series of articles which will deal with the work of writers who have distinguished themselves in the development of fantasy-fiction, especially in the magazines devoted to the medium.
More than twenty years have passed since Clark Ashton Smith, already noted at that time for his colourful poetry, decided to try his hand once more at writing fiction. Then aged 35, some fifteen years separated him from his early efforts in The Black Cat and other amateur magazines, and "The Ninth Skeleton," the first of his work to appear in Weird Tales (Sep. '28), gave little indication of the genius which had yet to flower. His rare and brilliant imagination was not used to the narrow confines of story-telling, and for a time he found the strictures irksome. Not until the May '30 issue did he appear again in the same magazine with "The End of the Story," whose title proved a misnomer: it was only the beginning of the story of a great writer of fantasy.
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to this main element, though when necessary he can urge his story along with the best of the hustling school. Generally, he followed the dictum of his colleague Lovecraft in his "Notes on Interplanetary Fiction"*, and practiced what he preached himself concerning the raising of science fiction's literary standards and the danger of too much "realism" being introduced into the medium. His fine attention to suggestive detail is strikingly illustrated in "The City of Singing Flame" (Wonder, Jul. '31) and its sequel, "Beyond the Singing Flame" (Nov. '31), in which the adventures of Angarth and Hastane among the queer denizens of an intradimensional world are described in words of rare beauty. The stories are examples of pure fantasy of the sort Dunsany used to write; but whereas Dunsany's style has the clear, logical expressiveness of Bible English, Smith invests his lines with an exotic, archaic cast that gives them a peculiar fascinatioa. It has been said that some of the words he uses are of his own coining, and it may well be true, for many of them baffle not only the reader but every available dictionary.
*Written for The Californian ('35) and reprinted in "Marginalia" (Arkham House: '44). Said H.P.L.: "Atmosphere, not action, is the thing to cultivate in the wonder story . . . A fantastic author should see that his prime emphasis goes into subtle suggestion—the imperceptible hints and touches of selective and associative detail which . . . build up a vague illusion of the strange reality of the unreal—instead of into bald catalogues of incredible happenings which can have no substance or meaning apart from a sustaining cloud of colour and mood-symbolism."
CLARK ASHTON SMITH, poet, artist, sculptor and fantasy writer, was born of French-English ancestry 56 years ago in California, where he lives in a cabin on the outskirts of the small township of Auburn. Entirely self-educated, he began to write fiction and verse at an early age, and published his first volume of poetry when he was 19. For some years he was a journalist; he has also worked as a fruit-picker, a rock miner, a gardener and windlass operator. He has contributed fiction and verse to some 50 magazines, from Thrill Book and the Buccaneer to Yale Review and the London Mercury, and his fantasies have appeared in several anthologies in England and America. His four volumes of poetry, "The Star Treader," "Odes and Sonnets," "Ebony and Crystal" and "Sandalwood," are all out of print, but he is preparing a new collection of "Selected Poems" for publication by Arkham House. He has also received high praise from critics for his exotic paintings and the outre carvings which, cut from unusual minerals, often depict characters from the mythology of his own tales as well as those of his friend Lovecraft.
It is little wonder, therefore, that in this age of hurried reading many should find Smith's stories hard going; indeed, even in those days, there were readers who complained of being unable to cope with his obsolencences. But Gernsback continued to feature his
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work for several years, and each tale was an achievement. "The Invisible City" (Jun. '32), "Master of the Asteroid" (Oct. '32) and "Visitors from Mlok" (May '33) were all stepping stones to a secure niche in fantasy's hall of fame. Unfortunately, his imagination too often outstripped that of the editor who received his work, and in several stories he had to make revisions to conform with orthodoxy. An example is "The Dweller in Martian Depths" (Mar. '33), the story of a dreadful monstrosity whose obnoxious habit is to pluck out the eyes of those rash enough to penetrate its lair. The original ending is reputed to have been so horrible than Gernsbeck objected, and insisted on a less heartrending climax. Even so. it still leaves a vivid impression on the reader.
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About Books By Geoffrey Giles
Fantasy Publishers Join Forces in Drive for Bigger Sales
With a six-page write-up on "The Growth of Science Fiction and Fantasy Publishing in Book Form," the American Publishers' Weekly has set the seal on the recognition of the specialist fantasy presses as a thriving branch of book production in the U.S.A. Cue for the article, which was illustrated by photos of a get-together by leading lights of the field and of some of its recent productions, was the formation (if its own trade group, the Associated Fantasy Publishers*, "for mutual consultation, credit information and joint sales efforts."
*Members of the group: Arkham House, Fantasy Press, Prime Press, Shasta Publishers, Gnome Press, and the Fantasy, Hadley and New Era Publishing Companies.
For evidence of "the extent to which the science fiction books are prized by their fanciers," Publishers' Weekly referred to The Antiquarian Bookman, which earlier devoted a special issue to the field. "Some readers buy their books not only to enjoy but as investments, and at least one firm, Arkham House, advertises that its books are in small limited editions, never reprinted, especially for collectors'. Leaving aside the collectors' aspect . . . it can be said that the printings of new titles, while nothing like the circulation of magazines, are growing. At an average of 3,000 to 5,000 copies per title, somewhat fewer than the detective story average nowadays, the runs are four or five times higher than they were ten years ago.
See this column, Oct-Nov. '48 issue.
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After analysing the appeal and subject-matter of fantasy, the article went on to trace its "long and honourable ancestry," mentioning some of its finest exponents (August Derleth, H.P. Lovecraft, M. P. Shiel), and the work of military 'expert-book reviewer Fletcher Pratt and mathematician Eric Temple Bell (John Taine) in the science fiction tradition. It concluded by summarising the organised development of the field since the First World S-F Convention in '36, and the publication of the recent fantasy anthologies and "The Checklist of Fantastic Literature"—which "the editor hopes to bring up to date every two or three years." Appended was a list of over 60 titles in print or forthcoming from the eight Associated Fantasy Publishers.
Another book we mentioned recently "Sometime Never," by Roald Dahl, which has to do with the menace of the Gremlins, has also seen British publication by Collins at 8/6. "Tomorrow and Tomorrow" (Pheonix
LLOYD ARTHUR ESHBACH, Director of Fantasy Press, one of the first of the specialist publishers to concentrate on the presentation of science fiction classics in book form. With 20 years' experience of fantasy as a fan as well as a contributor to Amazing, Wonder, etc., and ten years in advertising and sales promotion, Eshbach launched his organisation in '46, in association with commercial artist A. J. Donnell, sales manager G. H. MacGregor and accountant L. H. Houck; by producing handsome, illustrated volumes and offering copies autographed by such famous authors as E. E. Smith, Williamson, Heinlein and van Vogt, soon made a success of the venture. In its first two years, the Press has reprinted ten popular titles by these and other notables of the fantasy magazines, as well as a new novel by John Taine and a text-book on science fiction writing. For the future it is preparing further classics by Weinbaum, de Camp, van Vogt, Verrill and Zagat, as well as additions to Smith's "Lensman" series and the sequels to Williamson's "Legion of Space" stories.
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House, 12/6) is a novel by two Australian women, writing under the name of M. Barnard Eldershaw, which deals with the development of their native land as seen by an imaginary writer of four centuries hence.
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The Wonder Woman
THE GOLDEN AMAZON RETURNS, by John Russell Fearn. The World's Work, Tadworth, Surrey. 5/-.
Reviewed by THOMAS SHERIDAN
If it were not for her antipathy towards all men, the Golden Amazon might make a very suitable wife for Superman. She's only five feet eight inches in height, with a lissom figure, invariably clad in skin-tight black silk. She wears a gold belt about her waist and a gold band round her blonde head; her skin is yellow, and she has purple eyes which can look daggers at times. When they do—watch out! For beneath the soft flesh of her arms and shoulders lie rippling muscles of steel, and her slender fingers can crunch a man's wrist in a grip like a vice. Any six-footer who rouses her ire is liable to get his back broken in a wrestling bout with her; and the man Who casts a lustful eye over her rounded calves and thighs will find himself biting the dust, swung over her head "with effortless ease" or felled by a blow on the jaw from her iron-hard knuckles. She can kick, too.
*The World's Work, '44.
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yellow-skinned blonde, her amazing grasp of super-science, coupled with a ruthless determination to make her mark, proved almost the death of mankind—and, apparently, of her. Whereupon the world breathed a sigh of relief ; for, having created an exact duplicate of herself, her aim was to replace ordinary human beings with synthetic creatures who would dance to her dictatorial tune. As her foster-sister remarks, "I never think of 'her but what I shudder!"
Other titles in the series: "The Golden Amazon's Triumph," "The Amazon's Diamond Quest," "The Amazon Strikes Again," "Twin of the Amazon," "Conquest of the Amazon."
The Eosian Records
THE COSMIC GEOIDS and One Other, by John Taine. Fantasy Publishing Co., Los Angeles. $3.00.
Reviewed by FORREST J. ACKERMAN
Billions of years ago, faced with the destruction of their cosmos, the dawn race of Eosians wrote: "We know that Eos must vanish like a dream, and that all our substance must become less than a dream. But we shall survive. Our life, our intelligence, shall outlast our extinction by ages. These records which we have sealed up in hundreds of millions of shells resistant of all destructive agencies except directly applied nuclear disintegration, will be scattered broadcast throughout the universe with the annihilation of our planet. For nearly the whole fivemillion years of our Decline we have laboured to compile and safeguard (in) these records . . . all the science of our race, now about to vanish from the universe .
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twelve million, and science has been scrapped. Man has turned his eyes from the stars, and With a clouded mind's eye looks to the star-gazersa strologists—instead.
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The Humour of de Camp
DIVIDE AND RULE and THE STOLEN DORMOUSE, by L. Sprague de Camp. Fantasy Press, Reading, Pa. $3.00.
Reviewed by JOHN K. AIKEN
Mr. de Camp's best—now, alas, too rarely seen—is very good indeed: and in his two short novels he is very nearly at his best. Although "Divide and Rule" originally appeared in Unknown (Spring '39), and "The Stolen Dormouse" in Astounding !Spring '41), both are really science fiction, of which this author's output is better if sparser than his fantasy--perhaps because of rather than despite the discipline it imposes on his mercurial spirit.
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talk, more intelligibly if less amusingly, of amendments in mental condition. Even their accent isn't consistent any more: in place of "nay," "ain "and "mair," which they remembered dutifully back in 1940, they now sometimes lapse into "no," "own" and "more." One can forgive the frequent errors of Allister Park, the New York attorney who has been projected into the body of a bishop of the Celtic Church-he has a virtually new language to learn-but not those of the natives. The general effect is that of a play (a highly entertaining one, be it said) being performed by a company of rank amateurs: one cannot settle down to its enjoyment because of a sympathetic agony lest the actors forget their lines. The de Camp plausibility, so much a matter of consistency and detail of background and character, has largely vanished. In fact, for this book-judge, the out; coming is soothly a most rueful and unbrookly brainkilter.
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The Walkie-Talkie Man
THE RADIO MAN, by Ralph Milne Farley. Fantasy Publishing Co., Los Angeles. $2.50.
Reviewed by THOMAS SHERIDAN
Harry Bates, the first editor of Astounding, used to tell a story against himself which concerned author Ralph Milne Farley. Several of his offerings having been declined because they were "too juvenile," Mr. Farley called on Editor Bates, who lectured him for an hour on what he meant by the disparaging term. Mr. Farley, so the story goes, went away a sadder but wiser man. Some weeks later, Mr. Bates made the somewhat overwhelming discovery that the author of the "Radio Man" stories was a distinguished Harvard scholar, an Army ballistics expert, an inventor, an authority on patents law, and a former senator of the state of Massachusetts, to say nothing of his knowledge of unemployment insurance, the breeding of horses and the growing of giant irises.
*In "The Radio Beasts" ('25), "The Radio Planet" ('26) and "The Radio Menace" ('30). Four other novels with "Radio" in the title, also published by Argosy, have no connection with the series.
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The Werewolf in Us
DARKER THAN YOU THINK, by Jack Williamson. Fantasy Press, Reading. Pa. $3.00.
Reviewed by D. R. SMITH
One of the difficulties of a fantasy writer is to convince his readers that he is not being fantastic at all but is recording actual facts, or things which might reasonably happen; and this objective is the more difficult to attain if he has the time-honoured intention of scaring them into fits. There was a time, not very long ago, when he could count on a fair proportion of his readers believing in the reality, or at least the possibility, of witches and supernatural forces. But in these enlightened days the vast majority of us are firm believers in the infallibility of science, and if science says that witches and werewolves cannot exist, their impossibility becomes so firmly embedded in our minds that the author who tries to frighten us with such ideas is beaten before he starts.
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There is a valiant attempt to maintain some sort of tension in the study of the reporter-lycanthrope. with his conscience struggling futilely against his werewolf instincts, but he seems such a hopeless dimwit that it is difficult to feel any concern, much less interest, in what he is enduring. In fact, most of the characters seem short of the normal ration of commonsense, apart from the charming witch-girl, April Bell; and it is pleasant to discover in the end that, for all her unseemly conduct in riding about the countryside in the nude on the back of a sabre-toothed tiger, she is a Pure Woman when she is not a wolf. The book is attractively produced, with a frontispiece by Cartier that is hardly as effective as his end-papers, and a dust-jacket by Donnell of which I doubt if he is very proud.
THE CARNELIAN CUBE, by L. Sprague de Camp & Fletcher Pratt. Gnome Press, New York. $3.00.
Reviewed by KEMP McDONALD
Once upon a time there was a woodcutter who helped a good fairy and was rewarded with three wishes. We all know what happened to him. In his more fortunate incarnations his net gain, after a good deal of mental anguish and physical uncertainty, was one sausage; in others he was lucky to get away with a whole skin and no sausage at all. Messrs. de Camp and Pratt have expended a good deal of penmanship and displayed a varied stock of historical, archlogical and philological information in modernising, sophisticating and expanding the old story. In spite of all this, it cannot be said that the result is an improvement on the original.
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re-develop their sense of fictional form (there is every evidence that at one time they possessed such a thing) at the expense of their imaginative inventiveness, to curb their sense of humour, and incidentally to brush up their proof-reading-there are far too many typographical errors.
The Story of Claus
ROADS, by Seabury Quinn. Arkham House, Sauk City, Wis. $2.00
Reviewed by ARTHUR F. HILLMAN
quack, seeking to overthrow the Powers of Darkness by such devices as "the toe-nail of a saint." In their view, those Quinn tales in which de Grandin is not present are much better value for their money.
*The best of which will be assembled in a volume forthcoming from Mycroft & Moran.
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THE IRON CORSET
Arthur C. Clarke's defence of the "Lackeys of Wall Street" against the attacks of the two Soviet critics who presumed to categorise American science fiction as thinly-disguised capitalist propaganda tinged with Fascist tendencies is far too inadequate to justify a dismissal of this charge. He bases his case mainly on the "good" stories which, by his inference, even the Comrades should find acceptable; but he only weakens his argument, since one perforce recalls automatically the vast flow of trash which has swamped the science fiction pulps.
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often going to ridiculous extremes in depicting retrogressive future systems and representing them as utopias. I hate to say it, but some of the more recent stories are so politically flavoured as to rob them completely of the fascination science fiction usually holds for me. Here's hoping you print a few more controversial articles.L. H. Cobbett, Dunstable, Beds.
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spelt with an 's' instead of a 'z,' not only in your "Fantasy Forum" but in many other books and magazines? It is not the only word which suffers. Just where is this mis-spelling leading us? George Andrews, Cleveland, Ohio.
THE QUERY BOX
"STORIES OF THE STARS"
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