Perdido Street Station, the more I think about it now, was disappointing. And I'm not just talking about his tendency to repeat words like pugnacious, ostentatious etc. or the pages upon pages of 'worldbuilding'. While Isaac started out interestingly enough, all of it soon disintegrated into predictability. The latter half of the book was almost painful to read through at times, because you could tell how the ideas being flung across at breakneck speed rarely served a purpose apart from sounding clever. Lin never got anywhere. Motley....what happened to Motley?! He had so much potential as a villain. And as for the slake moths, I didn't find the mind-sucking concept terribly original. Nevertheless, these are personal gripes. A vast number of people have praised this book to no end, and I was one of them too once. But when all is said and done, Perdido Street Station felt too strained. Like the author was trying too hard to sound different, and to show off his vocabulary. Its a pity, because Mieville has some truly brilliant ideas. His writing inevitably puts me off, as it did in The City and the City, and Kraken. I find myself coming back again and again to his novels because of the ideas primarily, and its always heartening to see someone trying to be original. But the man writes too much, and is way too pretentious at times.