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Memo Elhawary1 memoelhawry1 — really good read. this was in fact my third time of reading. can't wait for the next one to come out.

Mariana Hahnemann _arianahgonzaga — it's a comedy and horror, but the resulting combination works a bit like a parody of both - that is, it's not particularly funny, and though it is genuinely terrifying, the lightheartedness of dave and john's friendship and goofing off mollifies it a bit. their story is pretty much what to expect if saving the world ever came down to two 20-something white boy slackers, except the problem is that i don't particularly like either of these characters and the ones that i do get ignored, disposed of, or mocked for being women (surprise, surprise - has this author ever met a woman?). all the same i have, for some reason, really enjoyed this book, so i'm torn in reviewing it. i find the mythology really interesting; i think wong's the type of writer who plans his whole story out, spends ages on the major elements and the climaxes, but then fills in the rest with i-don't-know-what-do-you-expect-from-me filler. the terror i was feeling while reading this book was genuine, and i admire any writer that can purposefully make me feel scared. at the same time though, i have to be honest, i don't think this book is particularly /good/ - it mocks anything it attempts to do seriously, if not in the moment then at least by the next chapter, and all this fucking around and unnecessary lewdness really ruined my desire to want to become engaged when the story turned serious. (if the main character doesn't take life seriously, why should i care if his is in danger?) he sets up such an elaborate universe with real terror and threats, yet doesn't answer his own questions and dangling loose ends. i was willing to ignore it in the beginning (dave doesn't seem to care about too many answers so i didn't, either) but when it stretches into major plot events getting forgotten or written off or... never mentioned again, there's only so much leniency i'm willing to give a writer. like, idk. you can tell this was written by a bored middle-aged white ex-fratboy who, while writing this book, was probably typing with one hand and masturbating with the other. (normally i'd feel weird writing something like that in a review but somehow, for this book, it fits.) eta: i've thought it over and figure this book would probably work much, much better as a series of short stories rather than a singular novel. it was a choppy and uneven - which is fair considering 90% of it is being told orally by the narrator to another character. ironically, my favorite part of the book - the ending/scenes after the climax - was also a part i think wasn't necessary, or at least didn't need as much as was written... it's weird. again, it would've worked much better as a series of related short stories. i think most of my problems with it would've dissolved with that type of format.