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Did Andy Weir’s creative mojo weaken when he joined the Big
5 Publishing Machine? Is publishing in New York City his kryptonite? For sure, it’s hard
to follow The Martian. It became an
on-line sensation that was noticed by publishers and movie-makers. But still, I
know Mr. Weir has better chops that this.
Jazz, the main character in this story is a petty outlaw. A
smuggler. She’s estranged from her dad, a renowned welder. She’s promiscuous
and impulsive. But why? We know that she and her boyfriend accidentally burned down her dad’s shop- thus the estrangement- but we never learn why she’s such a
Bad Girl.
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She has a pen pal on Earth named Kelvin (clever!). I though her
backstory would develop through the letters they sent back and forth, they
started out that way, but fizzled. Kelvin’s character became mainly her
smuggling/scheming partner. As I’ve talked about before, every story has a
back-story. Our past is what makes us who we are and what we do in the present.
I didn’t know what made Jazz tick, so I
didn’t really care about her. Story death. Big time. (Story Genius by Lisa Cron.)
Other things that bothered me include several characters “pinched
his/her chin…” What’s that all about? I believe in each scene, the character
was thinking, but it’s awkward that at least three different characters did it.
I understand if it’s one character’s tendency, it shows a bit of their personality,
but it’s not o.k. for several characters to “chin pinch.”

I was pulled out of the story. Again, story death.

Overall, the characters were underdeveloped, making me not
really care about them. The premise of the story was all about being
underhanded- by accident they learned their underhandedness was against
organized crime, and in the end Jazz talked herself out of being deported by convincing
the Powers-That-Be that her monopoly and personal ‘community first’ stance in smuggling
was what kept their colony free from drugs, gangs, and crime, and if she was
deported to Earth, who knows what kind of smuggler would take her place? Give
me a break.
Sorry Andy.
Until next time,
Be Good To Yourself.
~Nadine
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