On James S.A. Corey’s “Leviathan Wakes.”

And so my genre novel summer reading fest continues… Engrossing, highly readable old-school space opera, like Battlestar Galactica on the printed page. Best part is its cross-pollination with noir, namely, a rumpled, washed-up cop protagonist haunted by old cases and a woman. Not quite the intricate universe-building novel I was expecting — we keep being informed that things of massive planet-shaking historical importance are happening, but it all seems so distant — and the prose can be repetitive and clunky at times (count how many times characters “say something obscene”), but fans looking for laser and torpedo action and complex intergalactic rivalry should check this out.

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