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The bestselling author of The Martian returns with an irresistible new near-future thriller—a heist story set on the moon.

Jasmine Bashara never signed up to be a hero. She just wanted to get rich.
 
Not crazy, eccentric-billionaire rich, like many of the visitors to her hometown of Artemis, humanity’s first and only lunar colony. Just rich enough to move out of her coffin-sized apartment and eat something better than flavored algae. Rich enough to pay off a debt she’s owed for a long time.
 
So when a chance at a huge score finally comes her way, Jazz can’t say no. Sure, it requires her to graduate from small-time smuggler to full-on criminal mastermind. And it calls for a particular combination of cunning, technical skills, and large explosions—not to mention sheer brazen swagger. But Jazz has never run into a challenge her intellect can’t handle, and she figures she’s got the ‘swagger’ part down.
 
The trouble is, engineering the perfect crime is just the start of Jazz’s problems. Because her little heist is about to land her in the middle of a conspiracy for control of Artemis itself.
 
Trapped between competing forces, pursued by a killer and the law alike, even Jazz has to admit she’s in way over her head. She’ll have to hatch a truly spectacular scheme to have a chance at staying alive and saving her city.
 
Jazz is no hero, but she is a very good criminal.
 
That’ll have to do.
 
Propelled by its heroine’s wisecracking voice, set in a city that’s at once stunningly imagined and intimately familiar, and brimming over with clever problem-solving and heist-y fun, Artemis is another irresistible brew of science, suspense, and humor from #1 bestselling author Andy Weir.

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Praise for Artemis:

“An action-packed techno-thriller of the first order…the perfect vehicle for humans who want to escape, if only for a time, the severe gravity of planet earth. The pages fly by.” USA Today
 
“Revitalizes the Lunar-colony scenario, with the author’s characteristic blend of engineering know-how and survival suspense...Jazz is a great heroine, tough with a soft core, crooked with inner honesty.” Wall Street Journal
 
“Smart and sharp…Weir has done it again [with] a sci-fi crowd pleaser made for the big screen.” —Salon.com

“Makes cutting-edge science sexy and relevant…Weir has created a realistic and fascinating future society, and every detail feels authentic and scientifically sound.” Associated Press
 
“Out-of-this-world storytelling.”— Houston Chronicle

"Weir excels when it comes to geeky references, snarky humour and scenes of ingenious scientific problem-solving.” — Financial Times 
 
“Weir has done the impossible—he’s topped The Martian with a sci-fi-noir-thriller set in a city on the moon. What more do you want from life? Go read it!”– Blake Crouch, New York Times bestselling author of Dark Matter
 
Everything you could hope for in a follow-up to The Martian: another smart, fun, fast-paced adventure that you won’t be able to put down.” – Ernest Cline, New York Times bestselling author of Ready Player One

“A superior near-future thriller…with a healthy dose of humor.” Publishers Weekly (starred review)
 
“An exciting, whip-smart, funny thrill-ride…one of the best science fiction novels of the year.” Booklist (starred review)
 
“Narrated by a kick-ass leading lady, this thriller has it all – a smart plot, laugh-out-loud funny moments, and really cool science.” Library Journal (starred review)
 
Praise for The Martian:

“Brilliant…a celebration of human ingenuity [and] the purest example of real-science sci-fi for many years.” — Wall Street Journal

“A gripping survival story.” — New York Times

“Terrific…a crackling good read.”— USA Today  

“A marvel…Robinson Crusoe in a space suit.”— Washington Post

“Impressively geeky…the technical details keep the story relentlessly precise and the suspense ramped up.” — Entertainment Weekly

“A story for readers who enjoy thrillers, science fiction, non-fiction, or flat-out adventure.” — Associated Press

“Utterly nail-baiting and memorable.”— Financial Times

“A hugely entertaining novel that reads like a rocket ship afire.”— Chicago Tribune

About the Author

Andy Weir built a career as a software engineer until the success of his first published novel, The Martian, allowed him to live out his dream of writing fulltime. He is a lifelong space nerd and a devoted hobbyist of subjects such as relativistic physics, orbital mechanics, and the history of manned spaceflight. He also mixes a mean cocktail. He lives in California.

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Chapter 1

I bounded over the gray, dusty terrain toward the huge dome of Conrad Bubble. Its airlock, ringed with red lights, stood distressingly far away.

It’s hard to run with a hundred kilograms of gear on--even in lunar gravity. But you’d be amazed how fast you can hustle when your life is on the line.

Bob ran beside me. His voice came over the radio: “Let me connect my tanks to your suit!”

“That’ll just get you killed too.”

“The leak’s huge,” he huffed. “I can see the gas escaping your tanks.”

“Thanks for the pep talk.”

“I’m the EVA master here,” Bob said. “Stop right now and let me cross-connect!”

“Negative.” I kept running. “There was a pop right before the leak alarm. Metal fatigue. Got to be the valve assembly. If you cross-connect you’ll puncture your line on a jagged edge.” 

“I’m willing to take that risk!”

“I’m not willing to let you,” I said. “Trust me on this, Bob. I know metal.”

I switched to long, even hops. It felt like slow motion, but it was the best way to move with all that weight. My helmet’s heads-up display said the airlock was fifty-two meters away. I glanced at my arm readouts. My oxygen reserve plummeted while I watched. So I stopped watching. 

The long strides paid off. I was really hauling ass now. I even left Bob behind, and he’s the most skilled EVA master on the moon. That’s the trick: Add more forward momentum every time you touch the ground. But that also means each hop is a tricky affair. If you screw up, you’ll face-plant and slide along the ground. EVA suits are tough, but it’s best not to grind them against regolith. 

“You’re going too fast! If you trip you could crack your faceplate!”

“Better than sucking vacuum,” I said. “I’ve got maybe ten seconds.”

“I’m way behind you,” he said. “Don’t wait for me.”

I only realized how fast I was going when the triangular plates of Conrad filled my view. They were growing very quickly.

“Shit!” No time to slow down. I made one final leap and added a forward roll. I timed it just right--more out of luck than skill--and hit the wall with my feet. Okay, Bob was right. I’d been going way too fast. 

I hit the ground, scrambled to my feet, and clawed at the hatch crank. 

My ears popped. Alarms blared in my helmet. The tank was on its last legs--it couldn’t counteract the leak anymore.

I pushed the hatch open and fell inside. I gasped for breath and my vision blurred. I kicked the hatch closed, reached up to the emergency tank, and yanked out the pin.

The top of the tank flew off and air flooded into the compartment. It came out so fast, half of it liquefied into fog particles from the cooling that comes with rapid expansion. I fell to the ground, barely conscious.

I panted in my suit and suppressed the urge to puke. That was way the hell more exertion than I’m built for. An oxygen-deprivation headache took root. It’d be with me for a few hours, at least. I’d managed to get altitude sickness on the moon.

The hiss died to a trickle, then finished.

Bob finally made it to the hatch. I saw him peek in through the small round window.

“Status?” he radioed.

“Conscious,” I wheezed.

“Can you stand? Or should I call for an assist?”

Bob couldn’t come in without killing me--I was lying in the airlock with a bad suit. But any of the two thousand people inside the city could open the airlock from the other side and drag me in.

“No need.” I got to my hands and knees, then to my feet. I steadied myself against the control panel and initiated the cleanse. High-pressure air jets blasted me from all angles. Gray lunar dust swirled in the airlock and got pulled into filtered vents along the wall. 

After the cleanse, the inner hatch door opened automatically.

I stepped into the antechamber, resealed the inner hatch, and plopped down on a bench.

Bob cycled through the airlock the normal way--no dramatic emergency tank (which now had to be replaced, by the way). Just the normal pumps-and-valves method. After his cleanse cycle, he joined me in the antechamber.

I wordlessly helped Bob out of his helmet and gloves. You should never make someone de-suit themselves. Sure, it’s doable, but it’s a pain in the ass. There’s a tradition to these things. He returned the favor.

“Well, that sucked,” I said as he lifted my helmet off.

“You almost died.” He stepped out of his suit. “You should have listened to my instructions.”

I wriggled out of my suit and looked at the back. I pointed to a jagged piece of metal that was once a valve. “Blown valve. Just like I said. Metal fatigue.”

He peered at the valve and nodded. “Okay. You were right to refuse cross-connection. Well done. But this still shouldn’t have happened. Where the hell did you get that suit?”

“I bought it used.”

“Why would you buy a used suit?”

“Because I couldn’t afford a new one. I barely had enough money for a used one and you assholes won’t let me join the guild until I own a suit.” 

“You should have saved up for a new one.” Bob Lewis is a former US Marine with a no-bullshit attitude. More important, he’s the EVA Guild’s head trainer. He answers to the guild master, but Bob and Bob alone determines your suitability to become a member. And if you aren’t a member, you aren’t allowed to do solo EVAs or lead groups of tourists on the surface. That’s how guilds work. Dicks.

“So? How’d I do?”

He snorted. “Are you kidding me? You failed the exam, Jazz. You super-duper failed.”

“Why?!” I demanded. “I did all the required maneuvers, accomplished all the tasks, and finished the obstacle course in under seven minutes. And, when a near-fatal problem occurred, I kept from endangering my partner and got safely back to town.”

He opened a locker and stacked his gloves and helmet inside. “Your suit is your responsibility. It failed. That means you failed.”

“How can you blame me for that leak?! Everything was fine when we headed out!”

“This is a results-oriented profession. The moon’s a mean old bitch. She doesn’t care why your suit fails. She just kills you when it does. You should have inspected your gear better.” He hung the rest of his suit on its custom rack in the locker.

“Come on, Bob!”

“Jazz, you almost died out there. How can I possibly give you a pass?” He closed the locker and started to leave. “You can retake the test in six months.”

I blocked his path. “That’s so ridiculous! Why do I have to put my life on hold because of some arbitrary guild rule?”

“Pay more attention to equipment inspection.” He stepped around me and out of the antechamber. “And pay full price when you get that leak fixed.”

I watched him go, then slumped onto the bench.

“Fuck.” 

 

I plodded through the maze of aluminum corridors to my home. At least it wasn’t a long walk. The whole city is only half a kilometer across.

I live in Artemis, the first (and so far, only) city on the moon. It’s made of five huge spheres called “bubbles.” They’re half underground, so Artemis looks exactly like old sci-fi books said a moon city should look: a bunch of domes. You just can’t see the parts that are belowground.

Armstrong Bubble sits in the middle, surrounded by Aldrin, Conrad, Bean, and Shepard. The bubbles each connect to their neighbors via tunnels. I remember making a model of Artemis as an assignment in elementary school. Pretty simple: just some balls and sticks. It took ten minutes.

It’s pricey to get here and expensive as hell to live here. But a city can’t just be rich tourists and eccentric billionaires. It needs working-class people too. You don’t expect J. Worthalot Richbastard III to clean his own toilet, do you?

I’m one of the little people.

I live in Conrad Down 15, a grungy area fifteen floors underground in Conrad Bubble. If my neighborhood were wine, connoisseurs would describe it as “shitty, with overtones of failure and poor life decisions.”

I walked down the row of closely spaced square doors until I got to my own. Mine was a “lower” bunk, at least. Easier to get into and out of. I waved my Gizmo across the lock and the door clicked open. I crawled in and closed it behind me.

I lay in the bunk and stared at the ceiling--which was less than a meter from my face.

Technically, it’s a “capsule domicile” but everyone calls them coffins. It’s just an enclosed bunk with a door I can lock. There’s only one use for a coffin: sleep. Well, okay, there’s another use (which also involves being horizontal), but you get my point.

I have a bed and a shelf. That’s it. There’s a communal bathroom down the hall and public showers a few blocks away. My coffin isn’t going to be featured in Better Homes and Moonscapes anytime soon, but it’s all I can afford.

I checked my Gizmo for the time. “Craaaap.”

No time to brood. The KSC freighter was landing that afternoon and I’d have work to do.

To be clear: The sun doesn’t define “afternoon” for us. We only get a “noon” every twenty-eight Earth days and we can’t see it anyway. Each bubble has two six-centimeter-thick hulls with a meter of crushed rock between them. You could shoot a howitzer at the city and it still wouldn’t leak. Sunlight definitely can’t get in.

So what do we use for time of day? Kenya Time. It was afternoon in Nairobi, so it was afternoon in Artemis.

I was sweaty and gross from my near-death EVA. There was no time to shower, but I could change, at least. I lay flat, stripped off my EVA coolant-wear, and pulled on my blue jumpsuit. I fastened the belt then sat up, cross-legged, and put my hair in a ponytail. Then I grabbed my Gizmo and headed out.

We don’t have streets in Artemis. We have hallways. It costs a lot of money to make real estate on the moon and they sure as hell aren’t going to waste it on roads. You can have an electric cart or scooter if you want, but the hallways are designed for foot traffic. It’s only one-sixth Earth’s gravity. Walking doesn’t take much energy.

The shittier the neighborhood, the narrower the halls. Conrad Down’s halls are positively claustrophobic. They’re just wide enough for two people to pass each other by turning sideways.

I wound through the corridors toward the center of Down 15. None of the elevators were nearby, so I bounded up the stairs three at a time. Stairwells in the core are just like stairwells on Earth--short little twenty-one-centimeter-high steps. It makes the tourists more comfortable. In areas that don’t get tourists, stairs are each a half meter high. That’s lunar gravity for you. Anyway, I hopped up the tourist stairs until I reached ground level. Walking up fifteen floors of stairwell probably sounds horrible, but it’s not that big a deal here. I wasn’t even winded.

Ground level is where all the tunnels connecting to other bubbles come in. Naturally, all the shops, boutiques, and other tourist traps want to be there to take advantage of the foot traffic. In Conrad, that mostly meant restaurants selling Gunk to tourists who can’t afford real food. 

A small crowd funneled into the Aldrin Connector. It’s the only way to get from Conrad to Aldrin (other than going the long way around through Armstrong), so it’s a major thoroughfare. I passed by the huge circular plug door on my way in. If the tunnel breached, the escaping air from Conrad would force that door closed. Everyone in Conrad would be saved. If you were in the tunnel at the time . . . well, it sucks to be you.

“Well, if it isn’t Jazz Bashara!” said a nearby asshole. He acted like we were friends. We weren’t friends. 

“Dale,” I said. I kept walking.

He hurried to catch up. “Must be a cargo ship coming in. Nothing else gets your lazy ass in uniform.”

“Hey, remember that time I gave a shit about what you have to say? Oh wait, my mistake. That never happened.”

“I hear you failed the EVA exam today.” He tsked in mock disappointment. “Tough break. I passed on my first try, but we can’t all be me, can we?”

“Fuck off.”

“Yeah, I got to tell you, tourists pay good money to go outside. Hell, I’m headed to the Visitor Center right now to give some tours. I’ll be raking it in.”

“Make sure to hop on the really sharp rocks while you’re out there.”

“Nah,” he said. “People who passed the exam know better than to do that.”

“It was just a lark,” I said nonchalantly. “It’s not like EVA work is a real job.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Someday I hope to be a delivery girl like you.”

“Porter,” I grumbled. “The term is ‘porter.’ ”

He smirked in a very punchable way. Thankfully we’d made it to Aldrin Bubble. I shouldered past him and out of the connector. Aldrin’s plug door stood vigil, just as Conrad’s did. I hurried ahead and took a sharp right just to get out of Dale’s line of sight.

Aldrin is the opposite of Conrad in every respect. Conrad’s full of plumbers, glass blowers, metalworkers, welding shops, repair shops . . . the list goes on. But Aldrin is truly a resort. It has hotels, casinos, whorehouses, theaters, and even an honest-to-God park with real grass. Wealthy tourists from all over Earth come for two-week stays. 

I passed through the Arcade. It wasn’t the fastest route to where I was going, but I liked the view.

New York has Fifth Avenue, London has Bond Street, and Artemis has the Arcade. The stores don’t bother to list prices. If you have to ask, you can’t afford it. The Ritz-Carlton Artemis occupies an entire block and extends five floors up and another five down. A single night there costs 12,000 slugs--more than I make in a month as a porter (though I have other sources of income).

Despite the costs of a lunar vacation, demand always exceeds supply. Middle-class Earthers can afford it as a once-in-a-lifetime experience with suitable financing. They stay at crappier hotels in crappier bubbles like Conrad. But wealthy folks make annual trips and stay in nice hotels. And my, oh my, do they shop.

More than anywhere else, Aldrin is where money enters Artemis.

There was nothing in the shopping district I could afford. But someday, I’d have enough to belong there. That was my plan, anyway. I took one more long look, then turned away and headed to the Port of Entry.

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Andrew Jones
1.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Artemis: A masturbatory fantasy for libertarians
Reviewed in the United States on August 14, 2018
At heart there''s a fun little romp around a hypothetical moon base and a criminal conspiracy. That part is not so bad. My beefs with the novel are threefold: * The author cannot write a convincing woman, at least not from the woman''s own perspective.... See more
At heart there''s a fun little romp around a hypothetical moon base and a criminal conspiracy. That part is not so bad.

My beefs with the novel are threefold:

* The author cannot write a convincing woman, at least not from the woman''s own perspective. I''ve never been a woman, but I have been a teenage boy, and I am pretty sure that adult, straight women spend less time thinking about breasts than a teenage boy. The narrator is obsessed.

* The libertarian nuttery runs deep in this sucker. Laws against flammable materials are zealously enforced, but pedophilia is perfectly legal, selling drugs to minors is perfectly legal, and unions are basically just thugs who beat you up if you work without the union. (And yet, for some reason, the most skilled workers refuse to join the unions? because it would mean being paid less? who would join a union to make less money?)

* Lastly, the economy makes no sense whatsoever. They use a company scrip for currency (in order to evade all the evil banksters on earth!), and the company scrip is "grams safely landed on the moon." Apparently a delivery boy makes 12,000 grams a month. A beer costs about 25 grams. At one point they disclose that a gram is roughly 1/6th of a dollar. Meanwhile, in the real world, it costs about $13 to get a single gram of material into LEO, to say nothing of a transfer to, or soft landing on, the moon. The entire plot hinges on exporting bulk fiberoptic cable from the moon to the earth at a fabulous profit, somehow? I don''t know if the author has ever handled fiber optic cabling. It''s not lightweight stuff.
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M from DC
1.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
but if this helps one person save their money then I''ve done good work. Bought this without reading any reviews thinking
Reviewed in the United States on January 17, 2018
Can you give a book 0 stars? I guess not, but oh boy would this book deserve it. Don''t typically write reviews, but if this helps one person save their money then I''ve done good work. Bought this without reading any reviews thinking, "I liked The Martian, how bad could... See more
Can you give a book 0 stars? I guess not, but oh boy would this book deserve it. Don''t typically write reviews, but if this helps one person save their money then I''ve done good work. Bought this without reading any reviews thinking, "I liked The Martian, how bad could this be!" Oh was I wrong. Andy Weir, this dialogue is bad. Like almost offensively and inexcusably bad.

The concept of what life would be like on the first city in the moon is interesting, but that''s where the good ideas stop and the bad ideas take over.

Do yourself a favor and read some real sci-fi. Not this. Anything but this.
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3.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Disappointing
Reviewed in the United States on November 17, 2017
I pre-ordered this as soon as I knew it was being published, all on the strength of The Martian, which I loved. So now I can tell you that Sophomore Slump is a real thing.  Artemis isn''t a bad book, it''s just not a great book.  I''m not sure it''s always a good book, but I''m... See more
I pre-ordered this as soon as I knew it was being published, all on the strength of The Martian, which I loved. So now I can tell you that Sophomore Slump is a real thing.  Artemis isn''t a bad book, it''s just not a great book.  I''m not sure it''s always a good book, but I''m up and down about that.

As I was beginning it, The Housemate read me a highly critical review by the AV Club.  Most of the review was about how the main character didn''t feel like a woman. I felt that was relatively unimportant, that gender wasn''t an issue in the story as far as I''d read, and honestly I still feel that way.  Weir could have made his protagonist male and changed almost nothing about the narrative. Had this book been about women''s issues, I might have felt short-changed, but as it is, this is a pretty standard thriller, and representation is way down on the list of things one expects from this genre.

However, irony is ironic. When I picked the book up again after hearing the review, I found that it had been close to being right.  Not spot-on, just close.  None of the characters had any depth for me, mostly they were interchangeable plot devices.  Again, that''s standard fare in the genre, so I''m willing to shrug and let it go in spite of the fact that I know Weir can create dimensional characters.  But what flummoxed me was that the action sequences were so dull.  They were highly  technical, and where that worked in The Martian, it does not work here.

I found myself racing through those parts to get to the human interactions, which if they didn''t have the depth I could have hoped for, were at least more interesting than all the tech stuff. I found myself thinking that someone told Weir that "people loved all that technical stuff in The Martian, so maybe you should do it again, and do more of it." Yeah that worked when it was a single man against the elements and ultimately against technology.  But here?  It''s kind of flat. At least that''s how it felt to me.

So in the end, while I enjoyed parts of it, those parts proved greater than the whole, and I can''t be super enthusiastic the way I was about The Martian. That makes me sad.  It doesn''t mean I won''t read the next thing Andy Weir publishes, but I''m not going to be so quick to pre-order it next time.
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Patrick Mcnelis
2.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Definitely not sophisticated sci-fi. Low-brow humor. Welding....all the welding...
Reviewed in the United States on May 24, 2018
If this book were a TV show, it''d be "Two Broke Girls" (look it up). I''m giving it 2 stars because the story was interesting and it was a really quick read; however, the main character was incredibly annoying. The character might appeal to those who find... See more
If this book were a TV show, it''d be "Two Broke Girls" (look it up).

I''m giving it 2 stars because the story was interesting and it was a really quick read; however, the main character was incredibly annoying. The character might appeal to those who find humor in crass behavior and language and the kind of antics on those practical joke shows or the movie "Jackass", but I didn''t find it the least bit funny or appealing. It''s written in first person narrative, and that''s OK, but there was a lot of "what, so what" superfluous quips whenever she mentioned something potentially sexual (which was frequently). ex: “The city shined in the sunlight like a bunch of metallic boobs. What? I''m not a poet. They look like boobs.” It was also a bit unbelievable how much these character knew about 20th century popular culture and history. This story is supposed to be taking place about 100 years in the future; how much do any of you know about actors, poets, fads, etc from the late 19th century? These characters knew it like they lived it every day. And the colloquialisms are straight out of the late 90s. How many people still say "bite me" as a retort? Well, this character does, and many other crass digs, a lot. It''s juvenile to say the least.

I didn''t read "The Martian", and I don''t know why, but I really don''t see myself reading it at all now. If this is Andy Weir''s style, I''m not interested in anything else he''s done or will do. Given the numerous plot holes left dangling when the book finished, I can see Weir writing a sequel, though despite those holes it could arguably stand on it''s own. I might consider reading a sequel only to see those plot holes closed (I''m a glutton for punishment I guess), and as a break from the usual space opera and hard sci-fi I prefer, but I won''t buy the hardcover...I''ll get it on e-reader instead.
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Ian A. York
3.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Lots of promise; doesn''t really deliver
Reviewed in the United States on November 17, 2017
There’s a lot to like about Weir’s second novel, and plenty of signs that he can turn out more fun, exciting novels like The Martian, but Artemis is more promise than delivery. Weir’s strengths seem to lie in caper novels — The Martian was basically one long escape caper,... See more
There’s a lot to like about Weir’s second novel, and plenty of signs that he can turn out more fun, exciting novels like The Martian, but Artemis is more promise than delivery. Weir’s strengths seem to lie in caper novels — The Martian was basically one long escape caper, right? — and when Artemis focusing on pure problem solving it’s plenty entertaining.

But fitting the problems into the a full-fledged story is harder, and he fails altogether to join them with real, believable characters. The heroine of Artemis was presumably intended to be a charming rogue, a quick-witted, quick-mouthed smuggler with a heart of gold. Instead, she comes across as a hodgepodge of quirks and gimmicks, some programmer dude-bro’s dream girl awkwardly merged with a half-dozen issues of Cosmo from 1980. She starts off irritating, but I gave her some slack because I assumed from her attitude and personality that she was probably a precocious 12-year-old or so and should be growing up soon. When I discovered that she’s supposed to be 26, I lost patience and interest in her.

The caper was disappointing. The details were all fine; solving the individual problems was fun. But the plan, as a whole, was just dumb. The heroine is supposed to be a genius (Weir goes out of his way to point this out, and then promptly forgets it), but the plan she comes up with misses so many obvious points that even Weir ended up having to lampshade it, having her plan fail the moment someone looked at it but then letting her get away with it for no good reason (except that the males in her life protected her and sheltered her). Maybe it was meant to be an ironic subversion of the hypercompetent protagonist? I don’t think so. I think it was just not thought through very well.

If I sound harsh, it’s because there’s enough gold in here (and in The Martian) to show that Weir genuinely does have plenty of talent, and I hope he continues to build on it. I really like that he was trying to stretch himself a little here, going with a female protagonist who is certainly more nuanced than The Martian’s Boy Scout. He missed the balance, and his characters didn’t really come together, but I want to see more books from him. Just better thought through than Artemis.
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jenmoocat
2.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Is Andy Weir a one-trick pony?
Reviewed in the United States on December 5, 2017
I was very much looking forward to this, after being really blown away by The Martian. The Martian was filled with scientific details and ruminations that made a lot of sense in the context of a scientist stranded alone and needing to figure his way out of dire situations.... See more
I was very much looking forward to this, after being really blown away by The Martian. The Martian was filled with scientific details and ruminations that made a lot of sense in the context of a scientist stranded alone and needing to figure his way out of dire situations. They propelled the story --- helping to put the reader into the mind of the main character, struggling right alongside him. It felt unique and refreshing to me.

I was really disappointed to see Andy Weir use the same exact technique in his second book -- despite the different setting, different plot, and different protagonist. And, in my mind, it didn''t work. It didn''t propel the story. In my view, it was just a whole lot of details filling up pages that didn''t add value to the plot and in no way helped the reader care about the main character. I remember slogging through a long section on disabling a rock-hopper robot and thinking "Drat! I had such high hopes for this book!"

I know that those who loved The Martian are definitely going to grab this book --- but I don''t think that you will be happy with it. If you are interested in a moon-based detective/mystery-type story, check out Kristine Kathryn Rusch''s Retrival Artist series instead.
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kelm29
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Juvenile Writing
Reviewed in the United States on December 10, 2017
Juvenile writing. Fast paced action with far too many "somehow" occurrences. "Somehow" is the writers escape when even he doesn''t know how the event occurred. While super-girl fiction is popular these days, it''s possible to become tired of rebellious... See more
Juvenile writing. Fast paced action with far too many "somehow" occurrences. "Somehow" is the writers escape when even he doesn''t know how the event occurred. While super-girl fiction is popular these days, it''s possible to become tired of rebellious teenagers after a hundred pages or so. The overall plot concept is interesting, and after a screenwriter''s treatment of the juvenile dialog and simplification of an overactive plot line this story could become an interesting movie. Lots of good action shots. But, sadly we have to deal with the novel in hand. The author seems to have fallen into the second novel slump. After the author''s good first novel "The Martian", this novel is a sad disappointment. More hard science and less "somehow" escapes for the heroine, would have produced a much better novel.
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Bryan G
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Mark Watney without a Y chromosome
Reviewed in the United States on March 16, 2018
There are three aspects to this book, which all need comment: world building, plot, and characters. The world building is great. We’re given almost no tiring information about the future Earth, the story entirely focused on the details of life on a bustling moon... See more
There are three aspects to this book, which all need comment: world building, plot, and characters.

The world building is great. We’re given almost no tiring information about the future Earth, the story entirely focused on the details of life on a bustling moon base. Economics, law enforcement and socioeconomic status are all covered, and the ideas around them are clever and credible. The infodumps are a little contrived, but I’m sympathetic: it’s always hard to give the info without the dump.

The plot is so-so. The story is fast-paced and attention-grabbing. But on the other hand, the ending is never in doubt, and the string of problems-to-be-solved are tricky situations merely created by the lead character’s mistakes. Unlike another certain previous book, there never seems to be much at stake.

Finally, the characters.

Ugh ugh ugh. A lot has already been said by others about the choice of lead character, and I can only agree. A 26-year-old Saudi Muslim woman, who swears, drinks, makes smutty jokes and sleeps her way through the Moon base: I ask why? There’s nothing wrong with such such a character if they’re believable and relevant to the plot. But these are not the case here. So much of what Jazz says or does causes the reader to come to a jarring stop to say “huh?”. This is basically Mark Watney without a Y chromosome. And the other characters are all one-dimensional stereotypes - you almost always know what they’re going to say before they say it.

Overall, “Artemis” is a reasonable but not great read. The unfortunate reality is that it’s now up to Andy Weir’s next book to determine whether he will be a memorable author, or the author of one memorable novel.
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Pearsey
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A real page-turner
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on February 23, 2018
It’s difficult to review this book having first read The Martian. For me it’s an impossibly hard act to follow. I struggle to find books that don’t bore me rigid so I ended up reading that twice. It was amazing how it still seemed fresh. I read Artemis last year and I’ve...See more
It’s difficult to review this book having first read The Martian. For me it’s an impossibly hard act to follow. I struggle to find books that don’t bore me rigid so I ended up reading that twice. It was amazing how it still seemed fresh. I read Artemis last year and I’ve also just read it again. Andy Weir certainly knows how to keep his readers hooked. Other reviewers have stated that he’s trying to tick all the boxes of political correctness. Possibly but I don’t really care - I think Andy writes as if he himself is the central character. In this case here he is playing the part of a younger Saudi Arab female. Does he get it right? Probably not, but it doesn’t really matter. I’ve watched him in interview on YouTube and he’s great fun, and his personality shows in this book. What matters here is the story, and it doesn’t disappoint. It reads at a cracking pace from start to finish, and the reader will get their science fix just like in The Martian... it’s all so believable. The critics should give him a break...he deserves a massive pat on the back for what he’s achieved in such a short time. They even use an edited version of The Martian for science classes in schools. I’m glad he wrote this story and I can’t wait for the film.
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Dr. P. H. Dear
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A bit too cutesy-clever
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on October 11, 2018
Well, I''m 2/3rds of the way through Artemis so far, which means that I don''t hate it. That said, I wonder if I''m the wrong audience and this book is intended for the "young adult" market? It''s narrated in the first person by a young female character, but the character as...See more
Well, I''m 2/3rds of the way through Artemis so far, which means that I don''t hate it. That said, I wonder if I''m the wrong audience and this book is intended for the "young adult" market? It''s narrated in the first person by a young female character, but the character as written by Wier spends so much time trying to be funny/cutesy/streetwisey that it''s difficult to stay with it. If it''s meant to be "empowering" for young female readers, I don''t think having a middle-aged bloke write it is really the way to go (the phrase "possibly a bit creepy" actually springs to mind). Haven''t read anything else by Weir, and I''m now a bit apprehensive.
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H. Tollyfield
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Disappointing
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on January 24, 2018
It''s not as good as The Martian. The premise lacks credibility and the main character pursues a course of action for reasons which just don''t add up, especially considering the high risks involved. For someone who is supposed to be street smart she is completely naïve when...See more
It''s not as good as The Martian. The premise lacks credibility and the main character pursues a course of action for reasons which just don''t add up, especially considering the high risks involved. For someone who is supposed to be street smart she is completely naïve when asked to embark on a programme of destruction for the equivalent of a million bucks and doesn''t question the motives of the guy who is paying her. The technological side of the story is good, but let down by a weak plot.
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Chops
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Oh dear, what a dissapointment
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on October 28, 2018
I was so looking forward to Andys Weir''s second book, as like everyone, I absolutely loved The Martian. Without giving anything away in terms of plot, this is a huge dissapointment for a few reasons. The first reason is that the main character, is,well, not really very...See more
I was so looking forward to Andys Weir''s second book, as like everyone, I absolutely loved The Martian. Without giving anything away in terms of plot, this is a huge dissapointment for a few reasons. The first reason is that the main character, is,well, not really very nice. You dont warm to the character, and I found a lot of her dialogue, well annoying to be honest. It got to the point that I didnt really care whether she survived or not. Ultimately the whole plot is about her trying to do something illegal to make money which is not something that I particular admire - if the character was cool, and someone you could like then maybe that would be ok, but she is not. Second point, the plot is weak and frankly not very interesting. There are a few characters that develop quite well, but mostly the characters are poorly described and not very interesting. The final thing - for me the Moon is well, a dry, dull not very interesting place. Mars is different. Everyone is excited to imagine what might be there and the challenge of getting there. The moon, we know its just a moon and there is nothing there - I think Andy needs to pick a far more ambitious plot for his book - Interstellar travel, going to Venus, I dont know, just something more interesting than, living on the moon.
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D. Carney
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Loved this!
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on September 8, 2020
I bought this back in August 2018 (it''s now September 2020 and I''ve just read) on the back of Andy Weir''s The Martian, which I really enjoyed. Although I''ve had it in my library for a while, I didn''t feel that I wanted to read. Then I just happened to scroll down to my...See more
I bought this back in August 2018 (it''s now September 2020 and I''ve just read) on the back of Andy Weir''s The Martian, which I really enjoyed. Although I''ve had it in my library for a while, I didn''t feel that I wanted to read. Then I just happened to scroll down to my older purchases and thought I would give it a go. The books starts with a couple of people on the moon surface and there appears to be an issue with one of the tanks and they are trying to get back into the Bubble. The EVA Master is ordering the other person to stop and connect his tanks to their suit, but they are adamant they are going to do it their way. What really surprised me, is the protagonist (the other person on the surface) was female. Whether this is unconscious bias or that The Martian was male based, I''m not sure, but probably a bit of both. I loved the character of Jazz, she was sassy, smart and resourceful and is the resident smuggler in Artemis, the only city on the moon. She has been on the Moon since she was 6 years old and really wants to become an EVA Master so she can quickly save up enough money - we only find out what for towards the end of the book. She has a fractious relationship with her father and with the Head of Security at Artemis, Rudy - mainly because he is trying to get her deported back to Earth by getting evidence of her smuggling activities. As Jazz is trying hard to make money, the richest person in town Trond Landvik (Norgegian), who she regularly smuggles for, makes her an offer than she can''t refuse - to destroy a business on the Moon so Trond can take over. As Jazz is highly intelligent, she finds a way, to do this, but things really don''t go smoothly and she discovers that somebody is now trying to kill her. She has to use her wits and street smarts to say alive. It''s a great book and Andy, if you happen to read this, can you do a sequel, Jazz has so much more to offer us. I would love this story to be made into a TV series rather than a film, as you have more time to show character development and build the story. My only regret, is that I left it so long before reading it.
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