Unlike moat Mike Tucker books I can't really recommend this one. It's a
very lightweight read that's more of a train journey time filler than a
comfy armchair treat.
The book is already one of the slimmest volumes in this range and that
doesn't even take into account all the blank pages slipped into the gaps
between the television show style breaks and previews (rather like the
way I used to try to pad out my school projects).
The similarity to Vengeance on Varos is so close that I'd be more inclined
to believe that Tucker didn't know that Vengeance existed than castigate
him for ripping from that TV story. I just keep hearing Martin Jarvis's
voice directing the hidden cameras and seeing the man and the woman idly
watching scenes of public torture on their tv screen. It's almost like
watching one of those American adaptations of a previously classic British
production. It's no fault of the author I think but it's hard for Tucker's
shock tactics and attempt at satire to hit home with any force when most
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