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hyperchaucer 's review for:
Ice Trilogy
by Vladimir Sorokin
This is one of the worst books I have ever finished but I did finish it. This book starts decently and then declines steadily in quality for the entire 700 page length. It's only by the end that you really get to explore just how bad a quality author can write if he sets his mind to it. On reflection this decent beginning was probably just momentum from having finished Sorokin's fascinating Telluria just before I began. Is it possible Sorokin was suffering from some kind of tragic glue huffing addiction? I'll give this an extra pity star just in case.