Space Opera

I really wanted to like this; the premise and story itself were great. But the endless quips, non-sequitur side anecdotes, and rambling analogies that go on and on and on really got old after a bit. It's like the author has a case of Ryan Reynolds syndrome combined with a huge helping of Peter Jackson “throw everything I can possibly think of into this” lack of restraint. It's funny stuff, but about half of it could've been cut out and the book would be more streamlined and better paced. We get it, Catherynne, you're witty. Just dial it back a notch.

If this doesn't sound like something that would bother you, then by all means you could absolutely love this book. And in that case I'd like to recommend the audio version. The narrator is fantastic. Heath is a perfect fit for this kind of silly story, and handles the many alien voices, accents, and dialects very well. Enough so that it made the more rambling bits a little less annoying.