Arthur Dent's accidental association with that wholly remarkable book, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, has not been entirely without incident. Arthur has traveled the length, breadth, and depth of known, and unknown, space. He has stumbled forward and backward through time. He has been blown up, reassembled, cruelly imprisoned, horribly released, and colorfully insulted more than is strictly necessary. And of course Arthur Dent has comprehensively failed to grasp the meaning of life, the universe, and everything.
Arthur has finally made it home to Earth, but that does not mean he has escaped his fate. Arthur's chances of getting his hands on a decent cuppa have evaporated rapidly, along with all the world's oceans. For no sooner has he touched down on the planet Earth than he finds out that it is about to be blown up...again.
And Another Thing... is the rather unexpected, but very welcome, sixth installment of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series. It features a pantheon of unemployed gods, everyone's favorite renegade Galactic President, a lovestruck green alien, an irritating computer, and at least one very large slab of cheese.
Life, the universe, and everything: listen to the rest of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series and related titles.
©2009 Eoin Colfer and Completely Unexpected Productions Ltd.; (P)2009 Hyperion
You know those people who aren't funny but who make jokes anyway, and it's all embarrassing and awkward for everyone else? This book is like that. I stopped when I figured this out. (For calibration, I thought the "real" books were hilarious).
For any fan of THGTTG, it is no surprise that Douglas Adams is irreplaceable. I did not have high hopes for this posthumous follow up to the series, but I could not resist joining another adventure with Arthur, Forde, Zaphod, and the rest.
By the halfway point in the book I was ready to be done, but the book slogs on and on passing several decent stopping points. Finally it ends, abruptly, as if the author ran out of money and typed "the end".
The ending, half dozing as I was, left me with a hopeful sense of a new beginning in my own life. Brilliant.
The beginning, meeting Arthur, Trillion, and Ford in their middle age reminded how young we were at the first reading of The first book of Douglass Adams trilogy.
It was the fiddly bits around the middle that gave me trouble, or maybe it was the organic butter spread I had on my toast at lunch. In either event, Zaephod had either mellowed with age, or had lost his Beebelbroxian arrogance with the externalization of one of his formerly bi-cranial heads. But perhaps I give too much away.
As the fourth book of the original trilogy lost some of the first threes poignancy, so this, in the middle spaces, seems to lose the point.
But maybe that is the point, and why we love Adams creations, even when told through the eyes of an avid devote.
We've listened to the original BBC broadcasts of the trilogy enumerable times in the past 30 years. I think we'll do so again, shortly.
This book was slow and not as funny as the others. I believe this series should have ended a few books ago. I continued to get these books because I liked the characters and was curious how it would end. The series would have been better if it ended a few books ago.
Continuing "The Expanse" series
no it didn't
Eoin Colfer does an excellent job at continuing the story the Douglas Adams so morbidly closed. From the long digressions to the improbable being certainly possible, Colfer captures the very essence of Adams' writing style.
This book was entertaining but having listened to the previous books being performed by Martin Freeman it was hard to get into some of those character's voices. Zaphod and the guide bird's voices seamed flat and uninteresting
this book was a bit of a stretch for me. with all due respect, Adams phoned it in with names like 'Aceed Preflux' (don't quote my spelling, and if u don't get it... Acid Reflux). I just found it shtick.
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