I've been a fan of this series ever since I decided to see how different the source material was from one of my favorite movies of all time. Each of the four books in the series have been great reads, from first page to last page. Every story has added another layer to the character of Miles Raymond, and in the process has taken me on an emotional journey with my favorite wine snob, oscillating between jealousy that I'm not him, and gratefulness that I'm NOT him.
To be honest, I was hoping for a continuation (or conclusion) to the plot thread that ended the last book, "Sideways: Chile." It was a nice cliffhanger that brought the series full circle to the events which initially unfolded in Book One; but, alas, that sort of happiness was fated to elude our poor protagonist. I think my only criticism of this story is that the ending of the last book wasn't really touched upon, aside from a few ambiguous hints as to what happened between Chile and New Zealand. However, this is just me being a whiny fanboy, and complaining that things didn't pan out the way I wanted, or hoped they would.
Of course, no "Sideways" book is complete without the cluster**** that ensues whenever you put both Miles and Jack together, and "Sideways: New Zealand" has plenty of madness to offer its literary copilots while we follow these gents on a book tour through the New Zealand countryside for Miles' newly-published novel, "A Year of Pure Feeling."
All I'm going to say about said madness is "Cougars of Christchurch Book Club" - one of those oscillating moments I mentioned.
If we're lucky enough to get a fifth novel in the series, I hope we get more of Miles's young, New Zealand publicist, Hana. I really liked her, and she was a nice counter to all of the asshats our two boys come across when they decide to embark on ANY adventure together.
I really do hope we get more books. I mean, I'll read anything Mister Pickett writes, but if Miles and Jack are included, well, that there is the gift that keeps on giving for a fan of the movie like myself. As a matter of fact, I just might watch it again tonight....with some vino, of course.