Doctor Galaxy

I went into *Doctor Galaxy* expecting a lighthearted space romp, but what I got was a narratively ambitious romp with a surprising emotional core. Carlotta Brentan’s performance is the secret weapon here—her timing is impeccable, whether she’s deadpanning Dr. Sur’s exasperated internal monologue or delivering the full, enthusiastic horror of an alien diplomat explaining their dietary preferences (spoiler: it involves live crickets as an appetizer). The production value is crisp, with subtle sound design cues that help distinguish alien species without resorting to distracting voice hacks. Where the story stumbles is in its second act, where the reality TV angle feels like it’s jockeying for attention with the romance and sci-fi elements, causing a slight tonal whiplash. That said, the payoff in the final hour—when secrets about Alexi’s past collide with the galactic hype machine—makes the detour worthwhile. If you’re here for a heroine who’s as capable as she is relatable, a love interest who’s equal parts infuriating and swoon-worthy, and a universe that’s packed with enough weird charm to make your brain hurt in the best way, this audiobook delivers. Just don’t listen in public if you have a weak stomach for medical humor involving six limbs.