Any problem with Scott Sowers' narration may be a Blue State thing. I thought the narration was not just okay, but excellent, and it added to my enjoyment of the story.
Sure, there are elements of the story that would be hard to believe in a purely rational context. However, we not only expect some playfulness with plausibility in fiction, we usually welcome it. Douglas Preston in no way abuses our hospitality.
I was moved to write despite a plethora of existing reviews because of the reader. While typical, the story maintains one's interest and does provide the additional flavor of a bit of learning with regard to the eponymous creature. The narrators voice I found lacking in the actors resonance and general vocal qualities; his style below average for books recorded in the years since audio books became popular. I do note a difference of opinion among the customer reviewers but I suspect the experienced listener to these books will find the reader well below the standard being set by the average reader for Books-on-tape, Recorded Books, Blackstone and the other major publishers of unabridged works (as well, of course, as the better known professionals who are employed by the major publishers putting out abridgements of popular contemporary novels).
Management consultant, video game player, avid reader of all types of books, and happily married father of four. I'll read just about anything, from Fantasy and SciFi, to mysteries and ChickLit.
It would almost have been better to listen to the author interview, which is at the end of the book, at the beginning to get a better sense of what the story was really about. There is a plot thread sown at the beginning of the book, which makes no sense until about three quarters of the way into the book, when you think its almost over. Then, there's the introduction of a new villainous character (as a result of which, he is nothing more than a shallow cariacature). One of the most interesting characters is not the main character at all, but a side character - a monk - which the author admits kind of emerged from the page and took control of the story in a Tom Clancy-ish way.
Since the author has worked in the museum in the past, some of his writings are perhaps even scientifically plausible, but unless you are a part of that scene, the climax seems almost pointless - "the whole plot was about THAT?"
The story was decent. far from great, barely reaching the level of good. The narrator had a great voice and performed older male voices well, and the prospector too, but every time he did the antagonist he was mimicking snidley whiplash. I could see him twirling his mustache. He absolutely sucked at British accents and some of the characters were English. Argggh! and to add insult to injury the author is interviewed at the end and pats himself on the back excessively, as well as pushing his personal views and condemning those who don't agree with his little view of the word. all in all a nearly sad experience. The only saving grace? The story was decent enough. nice twist on the dino DNA theme.
I really enjoyed this book, and had no problems with the narrator at all. Ok, so you had to suspend belief a little - but that's what fiction is all about, right? I thought the author presented some interesting ideas with enough action on the way to keep you listening. I wouldn't hesitate to recommend this.
I liked the plot, the ending, the characters, the length of the book - and I do think it was a lot better than a lot of crappy recent Michael Crighton stuff out there. I had no problem with the narrator whatsoever (and like another reviewer here, I don't like Scott Brick, so take it for what it's worth). This story had an enormous amount of 99% factual science presented in a facinating way, and that's my favorite kind of book. Highly recommended!
OK, the narrator is awful. The only thing worse than his feminine voices was his ridiculous attempt at an English accent. He also has a habit of simply reciting words instead of reading the story; e.g., he says "he watched her smiling" when the text obviously reads "he watched her, smiling". Then there's the story. I enjoyed Preston's work with Lincoln Child on the Pendergast novels, but this story is a literary bas-relief - a story that merely suggests depth of charcters and plot, but doesn't deliver any real dimension. It was a good listen and seems well researched, but I wanted it to be better.
I nearly fell asleep listening to the sample audio. The monotonous voice of the narrator gave no feeling or intonation to the reading whatsoever.
Where to start – there’s an eccentric loner prospector with one last dying wish for reconciliation with his daughter, murdered by an exceptionally bright ex con with misplaced loyalty to a morally corrupt European mad scientist, pitted against a fantastically wealthy yet modest living everyman-hero with a knockout blonde wife who’s also handy with a gun, mixed up with a loaner code breaking monk (yes, a monk) who used to be a CIA goon before he quit the biz after his wife was killed in the line of duty, all in a plot to find a giant buried treasure before the other guy does. Throw in government alien conspiracy theories, deus ex machina plot devices, and segments of the book narrated from the point of view of a dead dinosaur, and you’ve got a decent summary of the work. Somehow even though every new turn brought with it groans and slaps to my forehead, I ended up listening to the whole thing. Something about the mostly reasonable science along with a decent amount of twists and turns in the attempt at a plot kept it going in spite of its (numerous) moments of required suspension of disbelief and derision.