Wool

Reminds me of The Twilight Zone–one of the hour long episodes that goes interesting places but takes so long getting there that you've lost all interest by the end. There were moments I liked, but mostly there were long descriptions of people climbing up and down stairs.

The characters are all minimally developed (if I can't relate to a female mechanic character, then there are some serious issues that need to be dealt with). The work-related metaphors get old fast (again, if I'm getting tired of mechanical analogies, that's a really bad sign). The “twists” are all easy to see coming, which would be forgivable if they weren't so built up. The world, though initially fascinating, gets less and less interesting and more and more illogical as the story progresses. People do things that no real people would ever do. And, when the characters aren't spending page after page thinking about nothing, the plot takes turns that are either absurdly predictable or just plain absurd.

I thought there was so much potential in the beginning, some fascinating ideas buried within the plodding pace, but by the third book it turned into a cliche action movie (that was still, somehow, paced absurdly slowly)