The novel deals with an arrogant company research man named Evan Orgell who is sent to a newly discovered planet, Prism, to uncover the fate of a research team which has stopped communicating with home base. What I found with Sentenced to Prism was a pleasant surprise: an enjoyable novel despite the light writing, two-dimensional characters, and seemingly lack of depth. Proof of the latter are the handful more paperbacks of his I came across, which I've never opened up. Perhaps it was the glaring yellow cover that kept it at bay, or most likely I got tired of Foster's books before I got around to this one. I picked up Sentenced to Prism, which, though I've owned for many years (bought for $2.25 at the local secondhand bookshop that no longer exists, so the markings on the first page inform me), I have never read. Then a couple of weeks ago I was rummaging through my parents' basement and came across a number of his, and other science fiction authors', books. Eventually I abandoned his works for more complex books, and soon stopped reading science fiction novels, aside from a book or two a year. The books are quick reads and I found them to be colourfully imaginative, though many I found, even at that time, to be quite dull ( Cachalotand Voyage to the City of the Dead come to mind). I read about thirty of his books published in the 1970s up until about 1990, including a number of the novelizations. New York: Del Rey/Ballantine, September 1985Īs a pre-teen in the mid-1980s, I read a modest of amount of science fiction, and for a few years enjoyed the campy works of Alan Dean Foster.
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