The basic premise is an interesting one; humans as corporations. But it's handled so poorly here that one wonders why the attempt was even made. The authors seem to be trying to make some kind of statement about the nature of corporations, yet they get basic details wrong, and the scenario is so far-fetched it's hard to see how one could extract any meaningful comparison to our own society.
These would be quibbles if the story and characters themselves were interesting, but alas we're treated to an endless array of cardboard cutouts. One soldiers through, hoping to find a story taking wing, but instead all one gets is an endless parade of one-dimensional, unbelievable characters. The villain might as well be twirling a waxed mustache, and an attempted love interest subplot is ruined by hackneyed attempts at foreshadowing.
This is one stock to be dumped.
Great book ruined
If it had been performed by someone else. Mr Dotrice is clearly far too old to voice characters convincingly, and he can't even seem to take in enough breath to get through a full sentence. Constantly throughout the book, sentences get chopped up into nonsensical staccato sentences due to Mr Dotrice's insertion of pauses at random moments.
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