If I had to distil the book into an X-meets-Y arrangement, I'd call it The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy-meets- Futurama, with the merest pinch of Star Trek added for taste. If he can't, he'll be sleeping with the space-fishes. If he can pull it off, he'll have enough money to last a lifetime. The job: impersonate one of the most famed (and infamous) star pilots in history, Jacques McKeown, in order to satisfy a powerful crime boss and his annoying teenage son. In a future where instantaneous space travel has largely eroded the need for star pilots and their clunky piece-of-junk starships, a down-on-his-luck former space adventurer is recruited for a singular task. The book's - and, by extension, the author's - cynicism, however, is a bit off-putting. Yahtzee's third novel, Will Save The Galaxy For Food, is a decent enough successor to the above two novels. Both books had heart, even if the jade-coloured glasses were still wrapped around them like cars on oak trees. This welcome debut was followed two years later by Jam, a black comedy involving a bunch of everyday schlubs who had to navigate government conspiracies, a devastated inner city Brisbane and a flood of carnivorous, man-eating strawberry jam. His first published novel through Dark Horse Books, Mogworld was a delightful, parodic send-up of MMORPGs like World of Warcraft coupled with a surprisingly emotional "what measure is a man"-style plot about the life of a video game NPC. Way back in 2010, celebrated video game critic, acerbic host of Zero Punctuation and permanent cynic Yahtzee Croshaw released Mogworld.
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