I just finished Ann Leckie’s Ancillary trilogy. The final book was good. So good, in fact, that it reminded me that for all of the interesting stuff in the first two novels, they were a bit of a drag in places. The last book introduces a few things, including a post-human language translator with a proclivity for fish sauce, that really make it shine.
So not to damn with faint praise, but I liked the series but felt as if it could have been cut down a bit from roughly 1,000 pages to still pack a punch.
Then again, I’m all about cutting down and getting to the good stuff these days when it comes to my literary and television intake.