No thread, a little too focused on fighting

Banks and I love the world of culture, and there is still in that book elements that catch instantaneously, and that build a picture of the world in which we find ourselves immersed. But it lacks common thread, besides the fact that everyone is fighting. It ends up becoming confused. For the first time in a novel by Banks I jumped descriptive passages that I found annoying. "The use of weapons" is much higher. For those who approached Banks with "A form of war," and that it would not have rained, some advice: read the other. There are wonders in this author.