I was anxious to read this book, could the last in the trilogy measure up to the first two? I’m glad to say it did! At first I was annoyed by the constant presence of the Crakers but they grow on you over time, as does the perspective of hearing a story as told to them, simplistic and filled with misinformation and half truths. The device allows for humor though (“please stop singing” and the invocation of f***) which this deep into a dystopian future you desperately need.
Similar to the previous novels this one jumps in narrative viewpoint in time and place and fills in more of the story, and more of the connections between the characters. This time it is Zeb who dominates and really turns out to be the crux of a story which at first hinged on Oryx and Crake.
Where a lot of dystopian literature ends, this novel took it a step forward to tell “the rest of the story” which I appreciated. It was just enough ending without starting into “Peter Jackson, gold lord how is this movie not OVER YET haven’t all the hobbits hugged enough” depths of dead horse beating.
This is a world I was reluctant to leave. When I realized how few pages I had left, I was sad but felt like by the end, Atwood managed to say all that there was left to say.