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Tag Archives: poul anderson
Sir Dominic Flandry by Poul Anderson: a review
Three novels and a short story. And that appalling, off-putting cover.
Young Flandry by Poul Anderson: a short review
Three more or less picaresque novels: Ensign Flandry, A Circus of Hells, and The Rebel Worlds. The first two are pretty dull, but The Rebel Worlds is excellent.
David Falkayn by Poul Anderson: a review
These tales are pure space opera, and neither van Rijn nor Falkayn are particularly sympathetic characters. They’re also a platform for Anderson to build worlds, something no science fiction author has done as well; he takes a set of premises about the planet, and builds an appropriate environment and interesting characters–not aliens, characters–to populate it. That part is wonderful.