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A highly enjoyable one, this although also strangely lacking in any real 'thrills': Kit Fielding feels altogether far too capable, both in the saddle, where most races are winners, and out of it. There are threats certainly but few, if any, come to much more than hot air.
Despite this, however, the central mystery is strong and interesting, and Francis manages to achieve a maximal cosy feeling for his long term readers.
There are some standard clichés in here around people thinking jockeys are insane, shock from a non horse-rider at the speed they go and, of course, the necessity of pointing out women who are Feminists as if it's something separate and specific. (I mean okay 1985 was actually a long time ago.)
He also takes his normal thing of horse-rider telepathy and mixes it with twins telepathy to make this make the first of his books dipping into the 'supernatural' even if only around the edges of stuff sometimes claimed by twins or those who are very close. It adds a nice element although some might find it too much.
Despite this, however, the central mystery is strong and interesting, and Francis manages to achieve a maximal cosy feeling for his long term readers.
There are some standard clichés in here around people thinking jockeys are insane, shock from a non horse-rider at the speed they go and, of course, the necessity of pointing out women who are Feminists as if it's something separate and specific. (I mean okay 1985 was actually a long time ago.)
He also takes his normal thing of horse-rider telepathy and mixes it with twins telepathy to make this make the first of his books dipping into the 'supernatural' even if only around the edges of stuff sometimes claimed by twins or those who are very close. It adds a nice element although some might find it too much.