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                    What's a famous archaeologist to do when she receives an uninformative 
                    message from a woman she barely remembers on a planet she's 
                    never heard of? Investigate, of course! What happened on Tollip's 
                    World 8,000 years ago? What's the origin of the electrical 
                    discharges beneath the planet's surface? Why is there a greenhouse 
                    in the middle of a jungle? And what are the Trees of Life...? 
                  Another 
                    Bernice Summerfield book, another life-themed title. Ah well, 
                    it's a good antidote to Doctor Who's surfeit of ...of 
                    Death titles, I suppose.  
                  There 
                    are some intriguing ideas in The Tree of Life, not 
                    least of which are the trees themselves and the other strange 
                    life forms of Tollip's World, the animal species of which 
                    have been wiped out by a mysterious virus several millennia 
                    ago.  
                  However, 
                    the supporting characters, including an old archaeologist 
                    chum of Bernice called Liso Fortuna, Liso's rather inept wannabe 
                    boyfriend Piotr Volkov, and a tough military commander by 
                    the name of Bleize, aren't the most interesting creations 
                    ever to be set down on paper. Even Ms Jones, the Braxiatel 
                    Collection's chief administrator, seems out of character, 
                    having reverted to her uptight and officious pre-Life 
                    During Wartime persona.  
                  At 
                    least the Professor herself comes across well. Indeed, the 
                    essence of her wry attitude towards life pervades the entire 
                    narrative, thanks to rich descriptions such as: "If the inside 
                    of the base had been warm and sweaty, then the outside was... 
                    well, warmer and sweatier," and observations such as: "...why 
                    build a greenhouse in the middle of a tropical jungle? It 
                    was like building a fridge in the middle of the Antarctic. 
                    Oh, she remembered: they did have fridges in the middle 
                    of the Antarctic, didn't they - to keep ice cores and whatnot 
                    from melting. Bad comparison." 
                   
                    The author also managed to fool me into believing that he 
                    had made a mistake regarding Benny's assumed identity, Anghela 
                    Maru, when in fact it was a clue all along. 
                   
                    So the book isn't a waste of precious trees after all. 
                   
                    One final question, though: given that there is more than 
                    one such tree on Tollip's World, why isn't this novel called 
                    The Trees of Life?  
                    
                  Richard 
                    McGinlay  
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