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This one is just okay. While the thriller side is decent enough (although not quite zinging) it's let down by the romance plot which drags the whole thing. I feel like this is often the case with my re-reads, the romance plot having odd or poorly aged aspects that stand out.
In this case it's also entwined with IDEOLOGY which hasn't surfaced much in my recent re-reads. Published in 1970, the main 'romantic antagonist' (for want of a better term) is a hippie who also engages in a lot of casual sexual assault. First up, his politics are left but the book is pretty clear in painting him as a villain who doesn't live up to his claims. And the term 'grow up' is used so overall we're left in no doubt that progressives are generally people who either need to learn that leftwing views are terrible, or who know it and are hypocrites.
And then there's the sexual assaults, which the book simply treats as 'someone who's a bit handsy' - this guy constantly grabs the main female character's breasts and attempts to snog her, all against her will. No one does much more than tut and, on top of that, there's a lot of "ah well, she doesn't seem to entirely mind this". Maybe some would claim that's just how 1970 was and they might be right, but it doesn't make that stuff any less unsettling to read.
As for the central thriller narrative, it's a decent one. The use of the air taxi side is nice as it gives a lot of time for Mary and Dick to inject their own love of flying and knowledge. I quickly recalled the main aspects of the plot which was a bit of a shame but TBH, unless this was one of the very first Francis books you read I'd expect any reader would have spotted what was going on, whereas the protagonist Matt takes quite a while to tie things together, which is a little frustrating. And then in the finalé we don't really get much to satisfy us in the way of a face off between our hero and villain, which is a shame.
In this case it's also entwined with IDEOLOGY which hasn't surfaced much in my recent re-reads. Published in 1970, the main 'romantic antagonist' (for want of a better term) is a hippie who also engages in a lot of casual sexual assault. First up, his politics are left but the book is pretty clear in painting him as a villain who doesn't live up to his claims. And the term 'grow up' is used so overall we're left in no doubt that progressives are generally people who either need to learn that leftwing views are terrible, or who know it and are hypocrites.
And then there's the sexual assaults, which the book simply treats as 'someone who's a bit handsy' - this guy constantly grabs the main female character's breasts and attempts to snog her, all against her will. No one does much more than tut and, on top of that, there's a lot of "ah well, she doesn't seem to entirely mind this". Maybe some would claim that's just how 1970 was and they might be right, but it doesn't make that stuff any less unsettling to read.
As for the central thriller narrative, it's a decent one. The use of the air taxi side is nice as it gives a lot of time for Mary and Dick to inject their own love of flying and knowledge. I quickly recalled the main aspects of the plot which was a bit of a shame but TBH, unless this was one of the very first Francis books you read I'd expect any reader would have spotted what was going on, whereas the protagonist Matt takes quite a while to tie things together, which is a little frustrating. And then in the finalé we don't really get much to satisfy us in the way of a face off between our hero and villain, which is a shame.