Those other reviews, I mean. The ones that fall all over themselves praising this book. I had heard good things about it, but when I finally got around to reading it I found it a great disappointment and a novel I labored mightily to finish. To be honest, I really don't understand what the excitement is all about. The novel starts out as a cliched dystopia, the kind where people are split into rigid castes and go around with names like Hirsute 5, A-6, 33411-CR-445. After a while, we learn that this is technically an alternate history novel, one where the universe of the story diverged from ours about two thousand years ago. The speculative science elements are amateurishly done, with technical words thrown around meaninglessly, on a par with, "According to these blueprints, if we double loop the tachyon incubator, the solution for negative time will be created by the increased flux convergence." The protagonist is arrested on the grounds of sedition, and there is a somewhat interesting though difficult to figure out trial scene, and then the hero is flown via starship to a planet of exile, which turns out to be something quite different. From then on, much of the story reads like Heinlein in his latter-day socio-wacko phase. Along the way, the author seems to enjoy dropping little in-jokes, such as setting a description up so that he can term one character a "master baiter." Although there are some intriguing elements, this is a work of rank amateurism.