The first Culture book I've read - read the last page, turned the last page, and there were no more pages. Very much a '... that's it?' book, to me. A look of build up to a wanting anti-climax which may have been less of one if I had more Culture context and background. Perhaps it's a little piece of a bigger story, but it was an unsatisfying foray to me, and I'm not particularly interested in seeking out any more Culture novels as a result.
I keep hearing about how amazing Banks is, and how I must have just read the wrong things at the wrong time. I'm yet to be convinced.