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Usman Daud usmandaud — Really good. Not what I'd typically read but the author is really talented.

Julian Chavez _ulc_a — Browsing over some other reviews for this book, I see that the author is apparently an actual string-theory expert. So, like, an actual scientist. Unfortunately, you'd never know it from this book. If the author's ideas have any Real Science behind them, they are hopelessly lost somewhere in translation. I'm a lover of hard sci fi, so I'm used to having new and invented terms thrown at me, and I am entirely capable of putting things together by way of inference. The Quantum Thief, however, has so much invented vocabulary that it becomes impossible to put anything together. It was clear to me that, while most of the book was set on Mars (or an invented Mars), there were bigger galactic forces at work. One was called Sobornost and the other was... the zoku? I think. Okay, so there's the Sobornost, the zoku, pellegrinis, tzaddiks, gogols, gogol pirates, Archons, and Quiet, and - well, you get the point. Good luck figuring out who is connected to what, especially when the scant information you get about them is riddled with q-dots and gevulots and - well, again, you get the point. I feel like a huge amount of world-building went into the plotting of this book, but all that made it into the text itself was these invented terms. This book is still getting two stars because even with all the confusion there were a ton of very interesting and fun ideas. I enjoyed the world that I could make sense of, and for the first few chapters I enjoyed playing along. But with a book like this, there is an expectation that you put up with confusion for a while because it will result in a nice payoff - which The Quantum Thief just didn't deliver. I almost gave it three stars, except that the characters, who started out decently if a bit cardboard, completely disintegrated at the end. I won't bother going into that mess. Overall, I felt like I started with a good solid book in my hands, but every time I turned a page it fell apart just a little more, until at the end I was left with a handful of pulp.