Every Scalzi book has that character, the fun smart-aleck whose interjections and jokes keep the plot fun and whimsical.
This book has a lot of characters, but really it has only that character. It’s very hard to tell characters apart since it’s all interjections and cracking jokes at each other. I think one was a little tougher and another was a little more egotistical?
It was a lot.
The rest of the book is primarily worldbuilding as the characters observe giant creatures going about their business. Many chapters focus on telling the reader about the fictional science that allows these kaiju to exist - I didn’t need help suspending my disbelief so they fell flat for me.
The actual plot of the book is late, brief, and quickly resolved.
I wanted to like this, but I just couldn’t. Maybe I was in a terrible mood, maybe it’s just because I’m not that into Godzilla, or maybe I have rotten taste.
