It’s not a stellar novel, lacking the playful inventiveness of Thomas Disch’s attempt, but in its failings it nonetheless captures some of the charm of the show, while adding somewhat to the mythos (mainly: Number 6 gets a cat). Plot points fizzle. Entire sequences have no clear point. Supporting characters are developed to a point just shy of being compelling. Number 6 spars with Number 2, and their exchanges are compelling stacks of cliché. The callbacks to the show are fun. I’m not sure I’d recommend this book per se, and definitely not with the enthusiasm I’d recommend Disch’s, but if you’re someone who wouldn’t mind another story of the Village, it’s a decent read.