-4 to Satisfaction or, "It was good until that last bit..."

[jacel]

To be quite honest, I could have done without the ending of Perdido Street Station, given my current mental state. The rest of the book? A masterpiece - engaging, vibrant, perfectly paced, convoluted enough to maintain interest without being twisted beyond all reckoning, steeped in a fascinating mix of thaumaturgy, steampunk-meets-Gibson dystopia, simmering (if understated and somewhat casual) racial conflict and political intrigue. Not to mention that the slake-moths themselves are characterised to a degree not often seen referring to the 'monsters' of a story - the sections describing them are among the most absorbing of the book. Ironically enough, considering how they feed. [Highlight if you don't mind vague spoilers]

But damn, Miéville knows how to build a feeling of monstrous futility. :/

Ohwell. On to Speaker for the Dead!

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Also, winter sucks. This house isn't built for it. Brrrr.