I didn't like it. Then I did. The first few pages were like a bucket of cold water. The writing style is action-oriented and brief. Fleming's background in satire really shines through in the character of Rico. The author makes the universe's most unrelateable character, well... somehow relatable. Rico is a pretty evil dude (even his trusty A.I. sidekick thinks so), yet we're drawn to his flaws, humor, and by the end of it, his brokenness. But that's only part of it. There's plenty of witty dialogue, plot twists, and shoot-outs, too.
Nothing scares people more than honesty, as the book says, and the prose is refreshingly to-the-point. I highlighted some profound bits that came out of nowhere (not all authors can naturally make that shift between light-hearted and serious, hilarious and contemplative). Subtly, you can see while Rico doesn't have really have a conscience, the book does! On a surface level, it seems merely a sci-fi romp with a lot of pew-pew-ing, and it is. But you will be taken by surprise if that's your sole expectation. Although, I don't want to hype it up too much; I don't think anyone can love this book as much as I did.
I laughed a lot. Oh my gosh, I cried twice but mostly at the end. Putting up an act in all social situations is draining, and Rico is happy alone-- at least, he thought so. Then he does finally find one person he can stand (and who can stand him), but as soon as things are looking up, Rico self-sabotages. His character is in flux between a restless knowledge he's missing something essential (even beyond just lack of emotion), and a belief that it doesn't matter anyway; the universe is a pointless, cruel place. The climax is essentially the end of the book, when these two ideas clash. Of course, there's a lot of plot development and reveals inbetween, but it was Rico's internal struggle that made the book for me.
The uncomfortable truth about human nature is there is a tiny bit of Rico in all of us. While most of us actually have a very developed sense of right and wrong, human beings can still be very callous, especially to those who've wronged us. And the world can be a very cold place. This, really, in my mind, is what "Superego" was about. Raising questions on many topics, but mainly: what do we exist for? does it matter? and why are we kind to others? It it really social norms and laws holding us in place? What is the difference between justice and revenge? Is violence justified when it's directed at really terrible people? Also, briefly, the societal need for pants. :)
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I started reading it over again. It exceeded my expectations, and I'd certainly recommend it. I went straight to the sequel, which was thankfully already released by the time I read "Superego." Because, my gosh, author, you really gave us a helluvah cliffhanger!