First, the narrator… the “Puddy” impression got old extremely quick at the beginning of this book. For the first few chapters I was constantly rolling my eyes and annoyed. Then, I’m not sure why, but I got used to it. I’m not going to say I love it, but it stopped irritating me.

The story is to also good, but suffers from so many other books like this one where it has to constantly reference modern(ish) pop-culture. This is far less guilty than others (the king of these being Ready Player One). I think my main concern when I hear these is that this is going to rapidly age these books. It’s potential relevance will not last as long. And that’s not to say that this is supposed to be literature or that the author is thinking this is literature that’ll be studied in 100 years, but maybe don’t create something so instantaneously a flash in the pain. This book reminded me at point of both HHGTTG and the Discworld series, which were able to stay far enough away from huge pop cultural topics as to not become irrelevant anytime soon. I think steering the jokes and narrative more in that direction will do a lot to create some longevity with this book which is extremely creative and cleaver.