stinking_dylan
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Another excellent read from Moorcock. Reminds me in style to Mother London, though a shorter, quicker read and tends to hold your attention longer (mostly due to the often harrowing imagery).
Has anybody read this? If so could you give me your opinions on what Moorcock was trying to say here?
The common thread in all the little flashbacks was regarding the suffering of innocents during war, strife and violence, mostly through human error. And at times, quite harrowing and moving too. Do you think he wanted to simply provide us with an interesting read of near real examples which have occured through recent history, or was he attempting to communicate something more?
Spoiler...
But, I have no idea what he was trying to say regarding Karls transformation from a nervous white man to a confident black man, and the subsequent transformation of his lover in the opposite direction. Was it simply they were switching roles, or is there some sort of racial slant to this?
Has anybody read this? If so could you give me your opinions on what Moorcock was trying to say here?
The common thread in all the little flashbacks was regarding the suffering of innocents during war, strife and violence, mostly through human error. And at times, quite harrowing and moving too. Do you think he wanted to simply provide us with an interesting read of near real examples which have occured through recent history, or was he attempting to communicate something more?
Spoiler...
But, I have no idea what he was trying to say regarding Karls transformation from a nervous white man to a confident black man, and the subsequent transformation of his lover in the opposite direction. Was it simply they were switching roles, or is there some sort of racial slant to this?