This book was a real disappointment- I'm a huge bourne fan, yet this book is muddled in plot twists, improbable character allegiances developed only over a few hours of meeting each other and just overall, too much randomness. The characters are plastic, their motives thin and non-developed. Dont waste 12 hours of your life on this one..
I have heard about this genre of books baed on the biblical interpretation of the coming of judgement day, but I mistook this book as a post-apocalypse novel, and I was stuck listening to stories of peoples prayer sessions, and their battle to be good christians in the face of turmoil.. Actually, during the listen (and I didn't get far) I had the novel feeling of rooting for the antagonists! I was thinking, "yes! the angry mob will get the fundamentalists this time!"
Something against religion.. maybe Freethinkers, by Susan Jacoby, or The End of Faith, by Sam Harris.
I should have been forewarned by looking closer at the author's name. Who puts a comma between their middle and last name? Like they are different thoughts that need separation? His middle and last name are clauses or adverbs, and just confused the reader when they were together? silly christians..
Deaver Brown had a few martinis and then set his iPhone up in a starbucks or maybe the back seat of an old car.. Seriously.. The audio quality is not even as good as an iPhone.. and the narration; he coughs, and mumbles and sort of drunkenly wanders atonally through the stories.. The book is great, but the technical issues of the recording remove any focus which you have on the literature.
The book had decent start.. but then diverges into chapter after chapter of short stories that have little to do with an overall plot.. It's like a collection of Hardy-Boy mysteries. (Underscore Boy) It's about an adolescent boy, coming of age and gifted with good martial arts skills, idealistic morals... and he's got a pet mule, named Mrs. Pedecares. Together boy and mule set out on different missions/journeys to fight crime.. He fights the bad guys with his high morals and his dojo stick. Towards the middle of the book, I was rooting for the antagonists to vanquish the brat, and for the book to come to an abrupt ending, providing me with a quick exit to my suffering. There are some mechanical robot bugs too.. They have something to do with the plot.. I think.. And nothing in the book has reference to the books title; not that it has to, but it's a bit odd, naming a teen-novel after a quality control process for manufacturing.
Sharlet takes an interesting topic and makes it tedious. He can write very well, borderline saccharine with cliches and pretty visuals, but.. he lacks the ability to tell a story that holds any attention. It's rich in content, but getting through that content is almost impossible as its just facts woven together without any plot.. I managed to get through a few hours and had to stop.. Cheaper then Ambien though.
Well written, but so dull, plotless and insipid, I had to delete the file.. Sounded great in the description, but utterly dull..
This is painful to listen to.. the author seems bright enough, but has the tendency throughout the book to write below our threshold for literacy. It's like he's afraid of using large words or complex situations. It reads like a Hardy-Boys book, except he uses linked cliches to complete sentences. The fact that it's narrated by the dude who did the Pepperridge Farm voice overs doesn't help the overall pseudo-macabre subject matter either. Out of 50 completed downloads, this is the one I wont finish.
Umm.. The book is actually a decent anthropological and Social synopsis of group activity.. It's well written with excellent references to classical literature and mythology.. The other reviewers whom think it's dull must think that "Enders Game" is just an amazing read.. The reviewer whom cited it as being "racist" must not have read any literature dating before the 60's..
This book has actually made me so angry in reading it that I'm having trouble writing a fair assessment of it. The authors assessment for the "wisdom of crowds" was judged by the fact that if you average people's guesses at the numbers of marbles in a jar, it comes to be rather close. Fine for guessing marbles in a jar, but real world applications of this type of thinking is flawed and arguments for it are left wanting. A good half the arguments he develops in the book are about the stupidity of crowds; leaving me wondering why I even bothered with his trite analysis of "funny and amusing sociological data" The author's world is a sterile and joyless place where the reality of his ideas are about as exciting as this read. The last time I checked "crowds" haven't written any great books, created any symphonies or inspired me to any level like an individual could.
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