Since it was closed to all but the highest government and military authorities six hundred and eighty-one years ago, Horatio Bunzo's Funtime Happy World has seen one hundred and seventy-six infiltration missions along a spectrum from observation to annihilation.
Thirty-nine crews returned to tell the tale of their failures. Or, as it happened, to not tell them, under any circumstances. The rest were never seen again.
Of the thirty-nine ships that failed but survived the Bunzolabe, only one ever went back in.
Andrew "Chucky" Hindle was born and raised in Western Australia, before Internet romance brought him to Finland where he is now living happily ever after with his wife Janica, his daughters Elsa and Freja, his duck Clyde, his car Lazarus and his smartphone Mopho Cake V.
andrew hindle continues his mission to merge 'red dwarf' with 'the thick of it' while channeling iain banks. the result is a ripping success which guarantees to blow your mind and make you thankful you still look for great scifi.
As well as elated, I am disappointed to have finished this book, (if you can call it a book as it is just another section of The Tale), because although a re-read will be great, I will probably not enjoy it as much as I did this first time. Just brilliant. Eejit had the most humour, in the writing style and content, though it was serious overall. There was a great balance between introducing the characters and creating the background and exposition. Drednanth, like Banks' The Algebraist was mainly a space travelogue, with much detail of places with less character interaction, less humour and less events. Despite the novelty and originality and the enjoyment from reading such detail, most of that does not remain in my head and nor do some of the apparently irrelevant events such as Bendis having the same Strine slang as Clue and the encounter with Rackmanmorion. Bonshoon was consistently fascinating in its events and plot development. Sometimes I write plot outlines in reviews so that I will remember them but Bonshoon has to be read for the joy in discovering what is happening because of how it is disclosed to the reader. Whilst events relevant to this section named Bonshoon are eventually revealed, there are also further eyebrow raisers concerning The Tale itself. And the characters are more prominent again. I love listening to their conversations and thoughts.
The closing chapters in each of the books so far have been explosive and remind me of my childhood Saturday mornings at the pictures in the serial short at the end where the white man with only one round left in his pistol has his horse reared up on his hind legs with forelegs held wavering above a 300 foot cliff face with approximately 99 wild Indians waving tomahawks only inches away from his white-hatted head. Unfortunately the next weeks episode would begin with the hero riding out of the canyon with the frustrated Indians raising clouds of dust high in the distance. There has not been such dishonesty from the cliffhangers in The Tale of the Final Fall.
Space opera with humor . Personally retrograde telling of the story and indeed the creation of their universe is appealing.
I felt this work was a masterful building of a universe told in retrograde fashion . All the various races are competing to survive in a very harsh universe. Somewhat like Canterbury tales told with whole genetic lineages rather than individuals.