I started this book this morning. I finished it now. It's surprisingly short, and at least compared to the last books I read, aggressively readable.
It's fun. It's a really fun book. Sometimes when a book is a little too stimulating I have to slow down and burn energy off, take walks, etc, but this never did that too me. It was gripping without being overwhelming, fun, carefree, enjoyable. Great way to spend a boring day at work. Work genuinely recommend to science fiction lovers.
The prose itself is a little odd. There's a sort of spectrum of readability with different authors - some view untangling the language as half the fun and thus write in a sort of intentionally opaque style (I'd accuse Cormac McCarthy of this, maybe Sam Kriss to a lesser extent), and others who view writing that's hard to untangle or understand as a failure of communication. Andy Weir definitely seems to fall into the latter. He has such a respect for engineering that seems to engineer his books to be reader-proof, unfuckupable.
It makes reading it a breeze. It's also kind of a boring approach. It gives his book a sort of fairy-tale quality. It's not quite that light, but it's uh... 2.5D? Right? The characters and the writing are not so streamlined as to be entirely allegorical, but they're also a little too twee for life. Andy Weir narrators are always this sort of emotionally constipated, relentlessly cheerful Ultimate Scientist. The side characters are fairly one note. Rocky is The Ultimate Engineer. Stratt is The Ultimate Project Manager. DuBois and Shapiro are frankly just autistic stereotypes. There's not much depth to them. I don't know that Weir actually knows how to make deep characters.
In this way, it reminded me a little of Aasimov at his worst. I don't know why STEM nerds turned authors have this odd fail state of over-fitting characters to their archetypes, but it's interesting. There is something clasically nerdy about seeing Man As For The Categories instead of The Categories There For Man.
As far as themes go, it has overt messages of techno-optimism. There is a horrible problem in this book, and we do overcome it, mostly through the power of science and creative thinking. There's a surprising amount of human-pessimism in the book too, but its implicit and maybe not intentionally put there by the author. There is this sort of yes, people can get along now, but once the going gets rough, of course we're all going to turn on each other. Of course we can't be trusted. Hell, half the success of the Project Hail Mary team seems to come from their ability to flaunt normal rules. There's this underlying, frustrated feeling that all of this could be accomplished today if the public would just get out of the fucking way and let the adults take care of business.
It kind of rubs me the wrong way, honestly. It's not an explicit message so it's ignorable, but I really like stories where humanity as a whole makes sacrifices, works hard, and finds itself worthy. The hyper individualist approach always has this sort of weird bitterness to it, as if the human species doesn't really deserve to continue, except that it produces such exceptional individuals that they redeem the whole group.
If it sounds like I didn't like the story, I can assure you that I did. I'd also be very curious about a sequel to this, maybe going over what happens on Earth while Grace is flying through space? I'd be pleasantly surprised if Andy could imagine a world where, in the face of great suffering, we stood by each other. Andy Weir writes beautiful individuals. I just don't know if he's aware that he lives in a world with 7 billion of them.