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Wait, what... there are more of these. *blows out cheeks*. Dreck. Readable dreck. And from such a legend of sci-fi. I don't get much practice writing really negative reviews because usually I would have given up on a book like this. And I just delete books I don't finish usually. But hey. It's Joe. It'll get better but... it didn't. Where did it go wrong? Well, let's have some characters. There aren't any. Carmen handles the recounting in a drone of words as if she's telling you about a dream she had or maybe she's just spinning a line. She's off to Mars with her whole family, falls in love instantly with the pilot and gets down to the sex nearly right away, which she's going to tell you about in biology book speak. I could have sworn this was pitched for a younger audience. I mean she's about to discover the teletubbies are living on Mars isn't she? Yes... first contact. Now we're getting somewhere. I knew Joe wouldn't let me down. And they can speak English and already know all about us because they've... been... oh no... monitoring our tv...and... listening to our radio. You could probably get away with some of this stuff if it had been written during the era of Heinlein's juveniles but Marsbound was actually written quite recently. Time for a whole load of exposition before the wrap-up.
Next time: The Clangers. Be afraid.