Reviews for Enemy Mine

The average rating for Enemy Mine based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2016-09-03 00:00:00 Peggy S Farrell I read 0595309763, an "authors Guild backinprint.com edition." Iow, the original novelette, not Gerrold's novel created from the movie. I wanted to read it because I remember loving the movie. I had only a vague memory of it, mainly just the attempt, over a campfire, to move from trying to kill each other to communicating. The short book is so much more than that. I loved it. And now I definitely want to see the movie again. I don't have anything specific or useful to say to convince you to read it, but I do highly recommend it to anyone, not just SF fans. Teens and even tweens would probably appreciate it, too.

Review # 2 was written on 2019-06-20 00:00:00 Ghada El Sayed A meaningful story, whose impact must have been much greater when it first appeared. I'm trying to think which books deal with the same subject more effectively, but my brain is too fried by the Plovdiv summer. Two favorite moments: ~ Oh this starts good: The Drac just stood there and I went over the phrase taught us in training'a phrase calculated to drive any Drac into a frenzy. "Kiz da yuomeen Shizumaat!" Meaning: Shizumaat, the most revered Drac philosopher, eats kiz excrement. Some thing on the level of stuffing a Moslem full of pork. The Drac opened its mouth in horror, then closed it as anger literally changed its color from yellow to reddish-brown. "Irkmaan, yaa stupid Mickey Mouse is!" ~ Hehe: As Zammis and I prepared to enjoy our first hot bath, I removed my snakeskins, tested the water with my toe, then stepped in. "Great!" I turned to Zammis, the child still half dressed. "Come on in, Zammis. The water's fine." Zammis was staring at me, its mouth hanging open. "What's the matter?" The child stared wide-eyed, then pointed at me with a three-fingered hand. "Uncle … what's that?" I looked down. "Oh." I shook my head, then looked up at the child. "Zammis, I explained all that, remember? I'm a human." "But what's it for?" I sat down in the warm water, removing the object of discussion from sight. "It's for the elimination of liquid wastes … among other things. Now, hop in and get washed." Zammis shucked its snakeskins, looked down at its own smooth-surfaced, combined system, then climbed into the tube. The child settled into the water up to its neck, its yellow eyes studying me. "Uncle?" "Yes?" "What other things?" Reminds me of the beginning of my own "Instructive" tale from the Heroes and Villains cycle: "Big sister Yin! Big sister Yin!" "Yes, little Sasha?" "How are children made?" O.o