" I gave this one a go again because I'd been reading Pratchett on the bus recently and felt like I might have judged it poorly in the past; undeservedly putting it in the same range as Monstrous Regiment and not in a middle tier with Small Gods. Not that it was bad, I just didn't like it. And? Well, I'm glad I read it again, since it let me hang out with the wizards, who are always awesome, especially Ridcully. It was nice to be reminded of Gaspode's origin, as well as Detritus, and between Dibbler and the elephant herders it was well worth it. I thought the brief scene from the Patrician's view was interesting, since it was actually a bit more introspective than I feel he usually is--a meditation on how he lives for the city that I didn't expect. As always with Pratchett, when I don't think something's funny I have to ask myself if I just didn't get the joke, and I think part of it's true here--there were some old film nods I'd missed, as well as some of the more Lovecraftian moments. However, I had trouble liking Ginger or, after he left the University, Victor, and that probably doesn't help matters. I'd read somewhere that Pratchett thought of his work as almost cinematic in pacing-hence the cuts, sounds, etc, so I was interested in what he had to say about film itself, but, while I agree with some of the points, I didn't really like his conclusion, which is reare for me and Pratchett. I'm glad I read it again, and will certainly not be moving my copy along anytime soon, but not one of my personal faves. "
— Templehurst, 2/20/2014