John Dies at the End by David Wong
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
What did I think of John Dies At The End? First, I expected John to die. Spoiler alert, he doesn’t. Not surprising because he’s by far the funniest character in the book. So why am I giving this piece of work only one star? A few reasons.
I really enjoy quirky stories, and stuff that doesn’t make any sense. But I expect at least a bit of a plot. I have no idea why most people enjoy reading this book. Maybe I’m stupid. Maybe I didn’t get it. But honestly, this story reminded me of Lost, in that it touches so many subjects but doesn’t focus on one, and ends up being a total waste of time. Time-space continuum is something that has been done, redone, re-redone, and re-re-redone. Honestly, how much more of the space-time bullcrap are you going to pull off? It’s too easy to just imagine a big ass vortex that swallows you into another universe and then you give no valid explanation for it. Nope, it just happened, tada! Sorry, I’m not satisfied.
The humor is there, but somewhat phallic – actually a lot phallic – and kinda gross. The author is smart – very smart – but I don’t know, after the third dick joke I kinda disconnected.
The soy sauce, the drugs, the whole shadow people thing, I don’t buy it. Where’s the ending? Oh I see… You leave me on a really steep cliffhanger so I buy the sequel and maybe get an answer to my questions. But I don’t think I’ll ever get an answer to my questions. And I already bought the sequel because I thought this story would be awesome.
It’s not. I finished it last night and said: WTF!
Yep. Not my cup of tea.