Mostly Harmless

This book occasionally shows vague traces of promise, but overall it's a dud, a failed attempt, and not worth reading unless you're a Douglas Adams addict with a compulsion to read everything he ever wrote. Be warned that it's mostly dreary, depressing, and pointless.

I don't know what had gone wrong with his life at the time, but it must have been something pretty awful. Instead of writing this dud, he should have taken a nice holiday, or a bunch of happy pills, or something.

I read it a second time after almost 32 years only because I'd forgotten all about it. It is best forgotten.