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topiazoolo24's review
funny
lighthearted
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? N/A
3.25
koalakarakookie's review
emotional
funny
lighthearted
reflective
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.25
This is a solid story. Not something I would have picked up myself If it hadn’t been gifted to me.
wolverinefactor's review
2.0
Hysterical premise but wasted by bland and unoriginal setups and most of the jokes don’t land. I imagine if I was British I might have enjoyed the humor a bit more
drtlovesbooks's review
This one should have been in my wheelhouse - a book about a teen and his talking brain tumor - but I just couldn't get into it. I put it aside after the first few pages, mostly out of frustration with how unpleasant the main character was.
kellyholmes's review
4.0
Summary: Hector’s hearing voices—well, one voice—and that’s never good. And this particular voice happens to be a talking brain tumor. Also not good.
Review: I know, this book sounds weird. I’m here to report that yes, this book is weird. But it’s also brilliant.
Sometimes, the funny bits turned into tangents that seemed to exist for funny’s sake and not the story’s sake. But they were awfully funny, after all, and it was only a couple times that the tangents interrupted the flow of the story.
Check it out for yourself:
“Hector?”
A man looking a lot like a doctor was staring at me. …
I nodded.
“I’m Dr. Jones.”
I nodded again. He hadn’t said anything yet that I felt like disagreeing with.
“As you know, this is a teaching hospital. Would you mind if some ah, observers sat in?”
Before I had the chance to mind, a group of gormless-looking students began filing into the room. Not all gormless-looking. There was one exceptionally pretty girl, with the kind of straight black hair I like.
It meant I was going to get an anal probe for sure.
I felt the electric tingle of a blush as the whole scene played out before me: the pink rubberized truncheon they were going to use, the sparking electrodes at the end of the probe, the giggle from the students at the farting noise produced as the probe was extracted, my stuttering efforts to say it wasn’t me but the probe that made the noise.
“So, you’ve been having some problems?” said Doc Jones.
Problems! Where did I start?
Review: I know, this book sounds weird. I’m here to report that yes, this book is weird. But it’s also brilliant.
Sometimes, the funny bits turned into tangents that seemed to exist for funny’s sake and not the story’s sake. But they were awfully funny, after all, and it was only a couple times that the tangents interrupted the flow of the story.
Check it out for yourself:
“Hector?”
A man looking a lot like a doctor was staring at me. …
I nodded.
“I’m Dr. Jones.”
I nodded again. He hadn’t said anything yet that I felt like disagreeing with.
“As you know, this is a teaching hospital. Would you mind if some ah, observers sat in?”
Before I had the chance to mind, a group of gormless-looking students began filing into the room. Not all gormless-looking. There was one exceptionally pretty girl, with the kind of straight black hair I like.
It meant I was going to get an anal probe for sure.
I felt the electric tingle of a blush as the whole scene played out before me: the pink rubberized truncheon they were going to use, the sparking electrodes at the end of the probe, the giggle from the students at the farting noise produced as the probe was extracted, my stuttering efforts to say it wasn’t me but the probe that made the noise.
“So, you’ve been having some problems?” said Doc Jones.
Problems! Where did I start?
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