In consequence of a number of stunning catastrophes, Arthur Dent is surprised to find himself living in a hideously miserable cave on prehistoric Earth. However, just as he thinks that things cannot possibly get any worse, they suddenly do. He discovers that the Galaxy is not only mind-bogglingly big and bewildering, but also that most of the things that happen in it are staggeringly unfair.
Douglas Adams' books are crazy. They are over the top, impossible to understand and all over the place. Life, the Universe and Everything was no exception. Maybe I'm getting tired of his style or maybe I was in a wrong mood to read this, but I felt more annoyed by his style than amused. After hundred pages or so I kind of wanted him to get on with the plot instead of introducing yet again other planets and tribes that waged war against each other. Life, the Universe and Everything was an okay read, but not my favourite.
