9/10
I already held Vonnegut in very high regard after Slaughterhouse 5. This book is in a similar vein but much funnier because it lacks the grim nature of WW2. Vonnegut is one of the funniest authors I've ever read. The way he deconstructs mundane human concepts is masterful and hilarious. Social satire at its best.
Malkovich's narration was excellent. One thing to note is that the book has a lot of funny drawings. On audio, those drawings are described verbally, which is not ideal but works well enough if you find and look for those drawings separately.
4/10
The Malazan borefest continues.
As usual, everyone is a freaking philosopher and a master wordsmith ready to spew out seemingly profound wisdom at a moment's notice. Thus making the dialog and inner monologue very pretentious and tiresome to read. And on top of that, I did not care about a single character. And there is Kruppe, whom I hated and wanted to die a very slow and painful death. Kruppe absolutely sucks.
Similar to the previous two books, the plot is very disjointed and confusing. I still have no idea what is going on in this series. What is the point of it all? Other than spamming the word “compassion” a hundred times.
Despite the lower rating, I don't think this book is worse than the previous two. I just got very tired of Erikson's tedious writing and style of storytelling. And it was so unnecessary long.
Probably it's time to call it quits with Malazan. It's just not worth it with those massive door stoppers and no indication of any improvements. If I ever run out of better fantasy to read, I might return to this series.
2/10
Hobb doubled down on the romance drama in this one. This book is mostly about horny people trying to figure out who wants to have sex with whom. And when they manage to figure that out, the sex scenes are extremely cringe-worthy. The rest of the book deals with grooming and feeding animals and breeding pigeons. The actual plot could be condensed into 100 pages or so.