This is actually a review of this whole series as this was the final book and I read them all (except Culdesac which doesn’t count because it’s a spin-off but which I will eventually read).
Imagine synthesizing into one story, elements of Watership Down, Animal Farm, Planet of the Apes, a little bit of Jack Ryan and Jack Reacher, then throw in some incisive philosophy, dry humor, some completely bizarre sh*t, and a decent overriding message, and you’ll have an idea of The War with No Name trilogy. I won’t say much about the actual storyline because I want you to be as amused and disturbed as I was when, well, if I tell you I’d spoil it so… Actually, best not to read my review of the first book because it might give it away.
I also want you to be as fond of Mort(e) as I was. For whatever reason, I found him very relatable even though he was of another species. But then I relate to cats in general. (I am essentially a cat person. I like dogs but if I have to choose, I’m going with cats.) He’s sarcastic, quick-witted, indifferent, a bit cynical, and basically a badass. But at the same time, even though he wouldn’t want you to know it, in his heart of hearts, he cares about other people and will take it upon himself to help them. My kinda guy.
Regarding this third book specifically, I was totally happy with it. It could have gone really south but didn’t and I appreciate that more and more these days.
If you’ve never read this series, trust me, you have no idea what you’re getting into – in a good way though.
***
Satisfying ending to an unusual and entertaining trilogy.
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