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on 9 October 2013
This book is dreadful. There's no proper narrative - it's a disconnected series of mathematical analogies through which the protagonist teleports with the help of a living Space Hopper.
Furthermore the author is addicted to puns, and possesses the awkward, naïve wit [stereo?]typical of an academic. Pummeling the reader relentlessly with groan-inducing puns page after page, such is Ian Stewart's addiction that superfluous characters (if I can call them that) are introduced solely on the supposed merit of the pun.
One example is the Mud Hutter (cf. Mad Hatter), which 'goes around making mud huts', with no bearing on the analogy at hand.
Eventually I surrendered and closed the book about halfway through, never to be opened again.
If you liked Flatland and want more of the same, check out Dionys Burger's sequel 'Sphereland', which is great.