Title: Bad...Just Bad
Product review: I should have stopped reading after the first page, when I encountered this: "Suddenly the cozy white leather and polished yellow wood lounge of his spaceship was not the safe cocoon he had grown used to over the past few months. Now they would be coming to prize him from this warm, cushioned shell to cast him shivering into the real world, all because he had made one tiny mistake."No, the above is not a typo -- it actually reads "coming to prize him". And the writing doesn't get any better from there on out. This cringe-inducing prose could perhaps be overlooked if the book offered up new ideas, or even fresh (or at least exciting) takes on old ideas, but it does neither, instead spending 400+ pages recycling time-worn SF cliches about self-replicating machines, rogue AI, and humankind (of course) being a little too smart for its own good.This is the sort of work that gives Science Fiction a bad name.
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