Ana V.

I picked it up this morning and I finished it 7 hours later. I just didn't want to let it go. Too much fun, I suppose.

It's so funny that I still laugh at childish jokes that don't even make that much sense! I thought I was smarter than that, but if I'm not, I'm happy. This is definitely a series to read, it's just too much to miss out on!

As the second book of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Restaurant at the End of Universe picks Arthur Dent up from where he was, in the middle of a crazy group that he didn't ask for, in places he didn't want to visit, with enemies he didn't want to have.

Even if I'd like to do a serious review for this, I just can't. It's simply too easy-going for me to think about it in a serious manner. I'm having fun with it. And it's not just the childish jokes that I love. It's also the fact that throughout the book, Douglas manages to talk about and mock the human values of today and what we believe of ourselves and how we act around other people. It's amazing how he can do that while still keeping his boyish charm and delivering line after line that make you laugh/giggle/smile. Loved it!

Some quotes, will you?

In fact to see anything much uglier than a Vogon ship you would have to go inside it and look at a Vogon. If you are wise, however, this is precisely what you will avoid doing because the average Vogon will not think twice before doing something so pointlessly hideous to you that you will wish you had never been born - or (if you are a clearer minded thinker) that the Vogon had never been born.

They were a double pair of Joo Janta 200 Super-Chromatic Peril Sensitive Sunglasses, which had been specially designed to help people develop a relaxed attitude to danger. At the first hint of trouble they turn totally black and thus prevent you from seeing anything that might alarm you.

"Look," said Zaphod, "I'm up to here with cool, okay? I am so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat in me for a month. I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis. Now will you move before I blow it?"

Trin Tragula - for that was his name - was a dreamer, a thinker, a speculative philosopher or, as his wife would have it, an idiot.

"You mean they want to arrest me over the phone?" said Zaphod. "Could be. I'm a pretty dangerous dude when I'm cornered."
"Yeah," said a voice from under the table, "you go to pieces so fast people get hit by the shrapnel."

In the end, pretty nice piece of a second installment and I'm soon going to devour the other three!