Read a few of the books after being entranced by this pitch-perfect fluffy antidote to the awfulness of our collapsing culture, and am reminded of why the short-run serial adaptation is best here—every single thought the characters have are written out, so there's nothing implied or alluded to, and no gestures beyond endless explication. Still glad these are entrancing readers, and inspired by the series, but the books don't get me the same way, alas.

