I loved everything about the book: corrupted genius, quickly-reverting epiphanies, deranged space travel and two new alien species, unheard of in previous Adams’s works.

I also love it when no details are inconsequential, when the story loops onto itself and ties so tightly that there are no holes.

My only nudge against the book was that Nettie’s character was too consistently flawless. But her story is not without an unexpectedly epic twist too.

I loved the preface by Douglas Adams too, some laughs there, don’t sleep on it.

Good stuff through and through, 5/5, would read again.

And, traditionally, the quote of the book. Enjoy the misandry! :3

"What on Earth d’you think you’re doing, Bozo?" When Nigel sounded playful he was always at his most dangerous.

"Sh!" said Nettie. "I’m taking a photo of the house. Don’t jog the car." "I don’t know whether you’ve noticed, Einstein." There was sheer joy in Nigel’s voice. He loved ridiculing his girl-friends. "But it’s night." "’Sright!" replied Nettie, not moving her blond head so much as a millimeter. "I’m taking a photo called: ’Dan and Lucy’s Hotel Beneath the Stars.’ Maybe you’ll frame it and hang it in the entrance hall?" "You can’t take photos at night unless you’ve got a flash, Dumbbell." Nigel opened the car door. "Hey! You’ve jogged it!" Nettie screamed out. "Get in, Brainbox, I’ll drive," said Nigel. "I guess it was long enough," said Nettie to Dan.