A much less interesting Galaxy 4. It's just as surface-level in its contemporaneous examination of second-wave feminism (and is also a little too obviously written by a bloke, what with Jamie's shower room encounter, the costume choices, not to mention spanking Zoe to deprogram her), but without the deeper subtext to do with gender expectations and aesthetic conformity. Stories like this that just swap gender labels and pat themselves on the back for being so darn thought-provoking are pretty lame in my view (see also: Star Trek TNG's Angel One, and Red Dwarf's Parallel Universe), and while I accept that this is very much a product of its era, I've seen this same tactic utilised so many times already that it just irritates me.

I mean, I like the performances (Frazier Hines' Second is as good as ever), and the big boy arts and crafts scene is pretty fun, but otherwise... bleh.