I love Robert McCammon's as an author. I anxiously await the book "Baal" on audio. I read some of the review prior to ordering "The Five", and for the first time, didn't pay attention to some of the in depth comments.
McCammon rambles in this novel. On and on it seems. I always loved his turn of a phrase, but in this case, it was all filling and no turkey. But by far, the worst...and I mean what stopped me DEAD in my tracks, was the narrator SINGING...yes, singing in the worst voice you can imagine...some of the songs in story. If you want the listener to be drawn in by the dynamic rock group, and real buy into the persona...don't hire Uncle Larry to belt out the tunes. Total buzz kill. Literally made me snap the plugs for my ear and contemplate just deleting the story.
Onward to Baal. At least I know there is no music in that tome.
Stephen King - Joyland
Zero. Zip. Nothing. Take singing lessons or just DON'T sing. Thanks for ruining what little was there.
I felt like someone just picked my pocket...or that feeling you get when you put twenty bucks in a slot machine and get nothing for the trouble.
Next time there is music involved, read the lyrics...or hire a band.
A story and an ending.
I've listened to most of his books and enjoyed the Cotton Malone character. This last offering may be the last. I will be hard pressed to select a book by this author in the future.
Have Scott Brick change the inflections. Mix it up a bit.
I used to like Cotton Malone. In this book, however i'd have to say that none impressed me.
I was extremely displeased by the lack of any substance with this story. The concept of th states secession from the United States was interesting..but only that. The long and drawn out segments and passages from th book of mormon, the letters from public officials and such had me several times with my finger over the delete button. I kept waiting for it to get better and actually hung in to the end of the book. I wish I would have hit the delete button when I had the first inkling of what might be down the road.
I don't write many reviews. And at this present moment I am extremely busy with work. The fact that I took time from my schedule to pen these words should say enough about how bad I thought it was.
I loved all of Nelson DeMille's books up until this point. I'm about three hours into this one right now and just ready to turn it off. In a nutshell...give the witty dialog a break. We get it. You're clever. I can't look beyond this over indulgence and get into the story.
Anything David Baldacci writes. The "Racketeer" was by far one of his best.
It's not 20 shades of grey. Stop with the breathy words.
Most of it.
I don't write these reviews often. Only when I feel like someone stole my lunch money.
Although i have listened to or read all of Dean Koontz's book's, this was one of my least favorite. I loved the plot and enjoyed the story. The ending was almost like he looked at his watch, counted the pages, wanted an early dinner and decided to wrap it up. The ending was VERY disappointing.
I love Douglas Preston/Lee Childs collaborations..and in fact, buy them without even reading reviews or premise. Put aside Scott Bricks delivery of lines...each one sounding like a dying breath. The bottom line is that the book is just dull. I love archaeological books. I love Indian artifacts and I really enjoy the supernatural twist. This book just didn't hold my attention.The characters were contrived and predictable and the real meat of the story is delivered in the last couple chapters...way long after I was only half listening to Scott breath down my neck. Strike one for the dynamic duo of supernatural/historical thrillers. Don't disappoint me again gentleman.
Despite seeing the single stars....after thoroughly enjoying the first two books i was compelled to buy the third...and after reading...final episode. The book can best be summed up this way: Someone said, Hey Dean...you have to finish the trilogy. And he did...in about an hour and a half. The characters, the NEW race, are breaking down...we get it. But the author goes on and on AND on with silly descriptions about their ridiculous unraveling. The dialog between the two lead detectives is TOO cute and self effacing. At one point I thought if I heard one more bad pun or reference i was going to throw my I pod out the window. The description and antics of the dwarf made me cringe every time he became an active part of the dialog. And in the end...the book itself didn't end with a bang nor even a whimper...it just dissolved.
I know...I know...you bought the first two and are thinking the same as I had. DON'T do it. Save your money. The book was crap. If there ws something LESS than one star I would have used that.
Painful. Confusing. Anticlimactic. Predictable!!!
It's not often I write a review. I just hope I can help other save their cash. Buy something else!!!
This was without a doubt the worse book I have ever purchased. It drolled on and on and on. Three hours in and the guy found a dog. Be still my heart! The guy works at "a plant" yet he is able to analyze blood, viruses and bacteria! Puhlease!
I found it absolutely ridiculous that faced with endless vampire attacks and possible complete desolation that Neville still has trouble dealing with sexual urges brought on by taunting female vampires.
The book was a total disappointment. I would have been better served buying a cereal box and reading it cover to cover. SAVE YOUR MONEY! I only wish I could give it a half of a star.
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