"Inversions," Iain M. Banks

More fun with an M. from Mr. Banks - this one is a "Culture" novel although the Culture itself stays on the periphery of things. I didn't enjoy this as much as "Feersum Endjinn," possibly because the conceit isn't as fun - less dialect, more idiot narrator (well, not idiot narrator per se, it's more that the gimmick relies on the reader knowing something the narrator doesn't). I'm sure I would have found the book more appealing if I had already read another of Banks's books narrated from the Culture viewpoint. Ah well, I will just have to give it another go.