Yes. If you'd like to see an example of a bad review of a total waste of paper, please see my review of
Paul Gillebaard's Moon Hoax. Probably the worst book I've read in decades; the only reason I finished it was out of desperation for the author to make good on even so much as one of the contracts he made with the reader (e.g., in the very first chapter, a contract to give the Chinese an honest-to-God adequate motivation to make a clandestine far-side manned moon landing with a weaponized industrial laser programmed to shoot down all orbital traffic that fails to give recognition codes).
Even with Tasha Yar's pointless death at the pseudopods* of Armus, at least the pointlessness itself was the point; when Gillebaard killed off the aging Russian cosmonaut (even though he was almost certainly in a Russian Sokol intravehicular suit, fully capable of holding 5 PSI against hard vacuum, not one of the glorified G-suits NASA called the LES), he did so without accomplishing anything the least bit constructive to the story.
DRG has not, at least in the present opus, broken any contracts with the reader. Neither has he done anything to leave the reader confused. The ultimate story purpose of what I mentioned in spoiler tags has not been revealed, but he has another book in which to do that. The only annoyance is that the conclusion of the story is a few months away (and that's better than a few years away!)
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*If we had strikethrough here, I'd have said, ". . . at the
hands pseudopods . . ."