Oh, look, it’s “Project Hail Mary” by Andy Weir. Because what could be more uplifting than naming your book after a desperate, last-ditch effort? Really sets the tone for a light, breezy read, doesn’t it?

The cover features an astronaut floating through what looks like a cosmic splatter painting. Maybe it’s an artistic interpretation of space? Or maybe someone just had an unfortunate accident with a can of black and gold paint. Either way, it’s very avant-garde, or should I say, avant-gravity?

And then there’s the title font—part modern art exhibit, part ancient alien language. Are we supposed to decipher it, or just admire its geometric charm? It’s like, “Look, if you can’t read this, maybe you’re not smart enough for the book.” Thanks, Andy, for keeping us humble.

Of course, we can’t miss the big, bold author name at the top. Andy Weir. You know, just in case you forgot he wrote “The Martian.” And let’s not gloss over the handy reminder stamped right on the cover: “Author of The Martian.” Because if there’s one thing we need, it’s more reminders of that guy who made potatoes on Mars a thing.

And what’s this? An astronaut dangling by a thread, probably screaming, “I told you we should’ve taken that left turn at Albuquerque!” It’s a clear signal that we’re in for another wild ride of scientific mishaps and space misadventures.