Which brings us by a laborious route to "The Illustrated Man." It has its weaknesses - of acting, of character - but they are not fatal. But slipping fantasy into a s-f story was a crime of roughly the same proportions as slipping the real murderer into the last chapter of a whodunit. If you threw logic out the window to begin with (as Tolkien did, and Bradbury sometimes), you had a free hand. If you established him in a realistic universe and suddenly sprung a goblin on him, he had the right to feel put upon. What this argument was really about, I guess, was the expectation of the reader. Of course, anything could happen in s-f, too, but you had to explain how. The crucial difference was that s-f pretended to realism, while in fantasy literally anything could happen and you never knew when a door knob might open a blue eye and wink at you. My side contended that science fiction was fantasy, but that fantasy was not science fiction (are you following this?).
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