Unlike most commentators on this page, I have not been completely seduced by this novel, certainly entertaining and informative, but also poor in many respects. The style, first of all, as the author writes like a psychopath Nicolas Petit, which has the advantage of not too tired in the drafting of dialogue ("I said," "It said, "" I said ", etc.) but can tire when the plot abated. Moreover, I have struggled to tie me to the narrator, a true monster of egocentrism full of certainties, which we complained the entourage of heart. I do not know if patients Asperger syndrome are really so, but it is curious that the operation be "perfectly" rational - to the point of qualifying believers stupid - can dream worlds where he would be alone (space, oceans, wasteland), while deprived of the permanent assistance received, its lack of autonomy in the short term would condemn.
In addition to his humor, one of the pleasant aspects of the book is the popularization of science in the fields of physics, biology and mathematics, with problems including entertaining soldiers Conway and Monty Hall. By cons, regarding the Sieve of Eratosthenes, I point out that when seeking to Christopher prime numbers and that we eliminated the multiples of 2, it becomes unnecessary to address the multiple of 4. Brat.
