Would you believe me if I said that the last book I read -- about vampire hunters -- was more credible than this one? Tanenbaum's given up on character development: he spends pages explaining what his characters are thinking and why.
At least the plot is complex. And, as is so often my situation, I keep reading these books even though I know when I'm done that I've wasted my time.
This book was the equivalent of a mediocre cheese danish: not only was it not healthy eats, it didn't even taste good enough to be worth the calories.
And yes, I'll read Tanenbaum's next one anyways.
