Clark and Clark's locus classicus is more a rampant celebration of the precarious nature of the human condition than an inter-stellar odyssey in search of the little green men of SETI mythology. This intriguing account leads us ultimately to gape wide-eyed with wonder as we realise that we - the inhabitants of our lonely corner of space - are more wonderous than the limits of our unguided imagination could ever have conceived. With a gnostic zeal, Clark and Clark force us to acknowledge that, with a wry nod to Leonard Nimoy's 1960s cosmic musings, 'you are a child of the stars with as much right to exist as every other creature in the cosmos', and implicitly urge each of us to embrace our fragile but precious existences with a renewed and hedonistic zeal. Clark and Clark are worthy prophets of a latter-day Epicureanism. Touche!