Nicholas

Martin is incredible. Great characters, fearless plot--no one is safe--and masterful pace/susupense.

Dotrice, on the other hand, has mastered all of maybe 3 different voices, and each of them is about as easy on your ears as broken glass mixed with sandpaper.

I may not even listen to the rest of these novels simply BECAUSE Dotrice is involved.

This is non-fiction at its best. Not only is the entire book a huge eye-opener concerning our nation's food production, but Pollan's style is engaging and fluid. I fought "reading" this for about a month--I'd much rather leave my head in the sand when it comes to the scary stuff in/about our food, and I was expecting Pollan's solution to be some ridiculously extreme change in diet. Turns out, he simply shed light on some pretty serious issues and recommends that we simply be intelligent and well informed about our what we eat and where it comes from.

Great performance for a great piece of journalism.

Scalzi's got great talent for taking the simple and making it complex--weaving various simple story lines together; developing simple situations into intricate plots. Plus, I've always loved this Universe, where humanity uses retirees as new blood for our military (this has great appeal as I live in Florida).

The only problem is Scalzi's script-like use of identifiers, and the producer/narrator's failure to edit them during the read:

"Blah, blah," Rickney said.
"Yeah, blah," Eagan said.
"Blah blah blah," Rickeny said.
"Of course, blah blah blah," Eagan said.

Ad infinitum. Reading something like this, it's easy to tune out. LISTENING to it is a bit tougher.