Reviews by eknapp
The Fresco had a lot of potential, centered around a wonderfully deep, complex protagonist. It's satisfying to watch her emerge from a tragic, difficult life and begin to realize what she's capable of. Aliens deal with human social problems in amusing and often insightful ways.

But the story is ruined by silly, haphazardly constructed aliens and gaping logical inconsistencies. The extra-terrestrials have godlike physical and mental powers but are easily duped with regards to THEIR OWN RELIGION by a painting and a puppet show. The president is an ethical, shrewd, benevolent man but allows people to be publicly kidnapped and tortured largely because they're political opponents.

The ending is absurd. The Fresco is a disappointing waste of potential.
Don't worry, the aliens don't sparkle. Well...not much.
This Puppet Masters-style alien invasion story was much better than I expected. Meyer's aliens lack the plausibility of harder scifi writers like Sherri Tepper's "Companions" and Larry Niven's anything, and she's a bit heavy-handed with the gooey lovey-dovey stuff, but she's more restrained than I expected from the author of Twilight. And her plotting and story construction are excellent. Maybe she got a better editor.

It served as an excellent exercise in what one can learn from examining both sides of a disagreement. A surprise thumbs-up.
Promising, but the author seems kind of insecure.
This was my second Nightside book, and I enjoyed it much less than the first.

It's urban-fantasy-meets-old-fashioned-private-eye-noir, kind of a cool combination. Green is a little too smug and self-aware to be really good though; the protagonist is supposed to be tough and dangerous but he usually just comes off as a poser.

The author uses too many superlatives, like Pratchett but worse. Every other character is the baddest, deadliest, evilest thing to ever walk the Nightside. It gets old.

But it's not a bad book; I found it to be a fast-paced and fairly amusing. It's just that it doesn't live up to it's potential.
Self-conscious but fun.
The first book in Simon Green's Nightside series has a lot going for it: it's clever and creative, marrying urban fantasy to detective-noir. The hero is noble, the banter is witty, and the dark humor is darkly humorous.

Unfortunately "Something from the Nightside" is also very self-conscious. Literally every other page contains the sentence "[Something bleak and ominous], in the Nightside." Green reminds the reader of how "other" his creation is, ad nauseum. I get it, the Nightside is ultra-dangerous, and the hero is proportionally amazing; stop treating me like I'm stupid.

But in spite of the distractions and occasional insults to my intelligence, I found it to be a fast and fun story. I'm looking forward to the next book.
Pratchett tackles philosophy.
This is a fantasy take on Mrs. Frisbee and the Rats of NIMH. It's funnier and not as dark. Pratchett's intelligent rat-clan works with a smart cat (the eponymous Maurice) and a slow human musician, running a Pied Piper grift on a series of towns.

It's fascinating to watch all these newly-intelligent creatures begin to ask themselves great philosophical questions: where did we come from? why are we here? what happens to us after we die? is there a Great Rat Under the Ground? Really great stuff.