In all honesty, there's no way this review was ever going to be fair. I loved Hannah's Dream so much that this book couldn't help but disappoint me on some level or other. However, even when I consciously push away the comparison and weigh the book on its own merit, I find it wanting.
It's a meandering sort of tale, which can be good, but which I found somewhat frustrating when something climactic began to happen, quickly resolved itself, and then we meandered some more until the book just sort of...petered out.
The new characters were not nearly so endearing as the old ones. I still was much more attached to the characters I already knew. I found Gabriel arrogant and unlikable, mostly due to his aloof attitude. Ivy was a lot of fun, but she didn't really go anywhere except...away. I don't know how else to describe it, but where most characters develop toward something, she just seemed to come apart at the seams, and watching a character essentially slide into depression, with no resolution, was not fun at all. Friday and Juan were a lot of fun, of course. Julio Iglesias was a weird little dog, and I'm not fond of animals, real or fictional, who pee everywhere.
The new character who was the most trouble was, of course, Libertine. An animal psychic/communicator/whatever you would like to call it. Really? This is supposed to be realistic fiction, after all. I very firmly do not believe in animal psychics (or any other kind of psychic), but if this had been a sci-fi or fantasy book, it probably wouldn't have bothered me. But asking me to accept that in a setting which is purportedly reality was a step too far for my suspension of disbelief. I very nearly didn't read the rest of the book because of it. And it hurt the rest of the book--no, having the other characters share my skepticism didn't rescue that, either, since the author seems to believe in her, and several times we the readers are asked to believe in her.
And, believe it or not, this is not my only problem with this character. As if her supposed ability to communicate mentally with animals wasn't bad enough, she also has a sad backstory, she's lonely all the time, has low self-esteem, and constantly has tears in her eyes. Oh, and when the other characters doubt her, they are proven wrong and are ashamed of themselves. It all added up to make her a Mary Sue for me. I was supposed to develop a soft spot for her, but I just got disgusted.
My biggest pet peeve, though, is how the characters kept rehashing the same issues over and over and over again. Did we really need eight different conversations about why they can't release Friday into the wild, all of which end with exactly the same conclusion? I got it the first time, he would die if they let him go. It's a conclusion I happen to agree with, but that doesn't mean I wanted to hear it over and over again. The repetitiousness began to feel like filler after a while, and I couldn't help being annoyed about it.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that this book just didn't connect for me. I could see some good in it, and I particularly enjoyed seeing Johnson Johnson again (one scene with him is a severe tear-jerker, so I am not kidding when I tell you to have some tissues on hand), which is why I didn't just out and out not like it, but it's not near and dear to me the way its predecessor was.
I do give Hammond a massive dose of credit for not doing what so many sequels do--Neva and Truman are not only still together, they stay together; we don't see much of Corinna, but she's not been killed off; and nobody has moved away unexpectedly or been otherwise put on a bus, with the exception of Harriet, who I wasn't particularly fond of anyway. I was relieved and that at least made me have some feeling for this book. Sam was still warm and steady and full of wisdom; Johnson Johnson was still kooky and sweet and gentle; everyone I loved before is still lovable, not having undergone a drastic personality change to make way for the newcomers. That alone helped this book hang on to that second star.
I don't think I can recommend it, not the same way I wholeheartedly push Hannah's Dream on anyone who will listen. It's not that it will hurt you to read it, but it's not an enriching experience, either. I would say it's more of a way to pass the time if you haven't got anything else to read, which I do.