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A definite case of expectations spoiling things, but how could a novel based on a game by Douglas Adams that was written by Monty Python's Terry Jones not be something you'd presume would be very funny? It's a shockingly patchy work though, sometimes containing very bland prose that feels like you're reading through a strategy guide for the game, it has a reliance on silly names and an off-putting obsession with female breasts, but there are just enough decent jokes and a vaguely okay plot and selection of characters that I don't regret reading it. Only just, though, and I doubt I'll ever read anything by Jones again. A generous 2.75/5