Book 2 in my re-reading odyssey.
I will start by getting the minor quibbles out of the way. 1) The not infrequent to a hair style called the 'Paul Reveere'; everyone seemed to wearing them in this story. 2) A ship called the 'Animal Avenger'; I read the name and gagged immediately. 3) MacIBM computers; I winced when I read this. At the time of writing, Apple was a struggling company, and if IBM had acquired them, the name of the resulting company would have been---IBM. There is no two ways about it. 4) Star travel in the hands of a lone individual. I do not care how rich you are, if a government wants something, it will get it. Someone somewhere would have copied/stolen the method of interstellar travel.
Next up from the quibbles, are the characters (primarily our hero). They are---well, unlikeable for the most part.
The protagonist is a rich, muscular, super genius, with (what is hinted at being) a foot-long penis. But wait, he does have failings! He is short (under 5 feet tall), and a workaholic---but his gorgeous girlfriend/wife loves him anyway. Already I can feel a personal connection to him---wait, sorry, that was gas. Turns out I feel nothing for him, with the possible exception of annoyance. About the only character that I could form any connection with, was the designated villain, and he is a rather low and base character himself.
There are a plethora of other characters strewn about, and the hero does eventually have some kids he neglects so he can go off on adventures, and while they do play roles in plot, they do not sever any pivitol purpose, and are largely forgettable.
On the same level as poor characterisation, I must mention that the last third of the book is essentially just a repetition of the preceeding quarter (or so), but from different points of view. It could have, and should have been, greatly abbreviated, rather than left to drag on, and on, and on.
This finally leads me to my greatest problem with the book, and one that it would be difficult for the author to have avoided, unless he was incredibly aware of how global events affect personal conceptions of the world. The future it tells of is one firmly rooted in the early 1990's, and thus does not translate well into the modern day.
Reading this book is like being shown a glimpse of the mentality that existed in the minds of many western citizens just after the fall of the communist bloc. All of a sudden, the threat of nuclear anihilation seemed to vanish, defence budgets could finally be cut, and peace was about to explode onto the world stage. In political science terms, this period was referred to as 'the end of history'. There was an expectation---at a certain level---that nothing of tragic importance was ever going to happen again; no war, no great upheavals---just low brush fires that would dwindle with time and technological improvement.
All that money that had been spent on nuclear weapons, and bombers, and tanks could be channelled to more productive purposes. Great projects for the betterment of mankind could finally be undertaken again, and the stars would be within our grasp in mere decades.
And this was the world that the story took place in. For many readers, this may be a non-issue, but for me, it render the book difficult to read, because I just could not suspend my disbelief long enough. I felt like I was being asked to imagine that I still lived in 1993, and to believe that nothing bad was ever going to happen again.
Once again, I find that a book kept on the expectation of continued enjoyment, has proven to be a disappointment. Unlike 'Book 1', I do remember the story, somewhat, but there is nothing in it that makes me want to ever read this book again.