A review by imitira
Glasshouse by Charles Stross

4.0

I have, at the best of times, very little patience for viewing the present day through the eyes of an enlightened future dweller. It's a tired and pointless narrative device. Yes, I know today's world is silly and our cherished mores one technical advancement away from irrelevance. That's why I read science fiction.

Luckily, in this case, I had just enough patience to make it to the third act, at which point this book suddenly got interesting. The gender play is a little heavy-handed and awkward, and the psychology a little Stanfordesque but, buried underneath and slowly revealed, there's a reasonably good story.