The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
Facing annihilation at the hands of the warlike Vogons? Time for a cup of tea! Join the cosmically displaced Arthur Dent and his uncommon comrades in arms in their desperate search for a place to eat, as they hurtle across space powered by pure improbability. Among Arthur’s motley shipmates are... show more
Facing annihilation at the hands of the warlike Vogons? Time for a cup of tea! Join the cosmically displaced Arthur Dent and his uncommon comrades in arms in their desperate search for a place to eat, as they hurtle across space powered by pure improbability. Among Arthur’s motley shipmates are Ford Prefect, a long-time friend and expert contributer to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy; Zaphod Beeblebrox, the three-armed, two-headed ex-president of the galaxy; Tricia McMillan, a fellow Earth refugee who’s gone native (her name is Trillian now); and Marvin, the moody android. Their destination? The ultimate hot spot for an evening of apocalyptic entertainment and fine dining, where the food speaks for itself (literally). Will they make it? The answer: hard to say. But bear in mind that The Hitchhiker’s Guide deleted the term “Future Perfect” from its pages, since it was discovered not to be!
Publish date: June 23rd 1997
Publisher: Del Rey Books
Pages no: 256
Edition language: English
Series: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy -5 (#2)
Zaphod frappa la console avec fureur, ignorant les regards éberlués tournés vers lui. "Mon ancien moi est bien mort! délirait-il. Il s'est suicidé! Les morts ne devraient pas rester traîner dans les jambes des vivants!Le bassiste était occupé à mitrailler consciencieusement sa chambre tandis que le ...
Martin Freeman is certainly one of the wonders of the world! I absolutely loved listening to this on my daily work commute, and I didn't even notice traffic! The story itself is deceptively light and ridiculous, but he just made it so much better! Not only did he have a distinguishable "voice" for e...
Well, this is annoying. Having just arrived back from Europe, and having travelled half way around a world you could say that I now have the holiday hangover – Jet Lag. Basically I have had about 10 hours sleep in total over the past four days, namely because I go to sleep and suddenly an hour later...
I didn't like it very much. Some parts are boring and meaningless (yes even for a meaningless story like this one), but still you can get a spark of joy in some places.
If you've done six impossible things this morning, why not round it off with a breakfast at Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe? I think in the past, I've enjoyed The Restaurant at the End of the Universe more than this time, but I'm not sure why. Which is not to say that I didn...