Mieville es inventivo, a veces sorprendentemente pero su estilo en la trama y los diálogos lo vuelven cansino, denso y la trama se volvió aburrida en un batiburrillo de personajes y sectas que se pasa de rosca. In this book, first impressions will never let you down, so don't look for subtle internal conflicts or psychological shifts. It looked like a great ending then this dude did this shit and talk about deus machina … and I don't even understand exactly what happened or how it worked. It's the reading of it that seemed jarring, almost as if it was a mirror to the jarring concepts that butted heads all throughout the maze of the story.

This pacing leaves little room for introspection, psychological progression, or denouement, but Mieville's quirky melodrama is no place for psychological sketches, he's writing characters, not people. Kraken is standard Miéville: totally imaginative taking place in an intriguing world with a very slow pace. Recommended for readers who enjoy complexity and stunningly fantastical worlds, and who have the patience to thoroughly savor all of it.We've got a bumbling test-tube nerd who preserves specimens turning out to be the big hero, and we've got a security guard sacrificing his live to ink.

The absurdity of an upper middle class Londoner kneeling before a giant squid beak is humorous, but it’s humorous because it’s out of place. Yet we are still waiting for a novelist who can use the strengths of their medium to revolutionize the original vision of the comic book authors who have defined this subgenre for thirty years.well no, borrowing and reclothing some of the memorable villains from it and turning them into Goss and Subby. Kraken was an enjoyable read, but I felt that almost every facet of the story, from character to plot to world building, didn’t quite add up.

That doesn’t mean no one would worship a giant squid, but it does mean that someone who would do so has fallen pretty far out of step with society, to the point they really aren’t like you and me any more.

Partly because given the choice between nonsense and boojy wittering you blatantly have to choose nonsense.

British readers and others more familiar with the London vernacular will probably have a better experience. En lo más remoto del ala de investigación del museo de Historia Natural hay un preciado espécimen, algo único e insólito: un calamar gigante que se conserva en perfecto estado.It all ends with an irresolvable paradox which the author tries to deal with but unsurprisingly even he gives up on trying to deal with and instead places a foreshadowing joke about it in the very first paragraph of the book. In particular, I love how Marge uses the Web, particularly forums, to navigate this world and educate herself about it. This is a roller-coaster into otherness just beyond perception and my captivation meter was pinned on lock down every single minute of the story.