It’s the weakest Scalzi novel I’ve read so far. But, I mean, it’s still Scalzi. I definitely enjoyed it.
I knew it would be impossible for me to discuss this book without comparing it to his more traditional sci-fi, but apparently my brain also insists that it be judged against every other super cheesy super-hero-sorta story. So, how does it do?
Well I can barely remember the ending of Soon I Will Be Invincible whereas I’m pretty sure I’m never going to forget the ending of Starter Villain. It was also a quick read. Libby says it took me 5 1/2 hours; Worm probably took me a month, maybe longer. This had a listless feel but Steelheart was straight-up depressing.
Ultimately though, none of those comparisons are fair since those others are all super-people books and this is more… Austin Powers. Except John doesn’t really feel like he’s committing to the bit here. It’s not quite as over the top as I’d expect from a comedy novel. Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty of absurdity, but the main character is playing the straight man role so convincingly that it lent the whole experience an air of seriousness. Maybe that’s why I keep going back to the super books. They too are ridiculous on the surface, but also take themselves seriously.
Wait though, this book definitely did not take itself seriously. Volcano lair, spy cats, talking dolphins, zoom tantrums, and warehouse 13. Maybe I’m just mad that [spoiler:
his uncle really was dead
].
I should go re-read Old Man’s War. And you should read Worm.