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The World Walker
by Ian W. Sainsbury
It's not magic, it's, err, nano-technology!
This book has some interesting ideas, but very bland writing. And some gaping plot-holes that aren't really addressed, but which book about modern-day magic, aliens and conspiracies doesn't have those. It would be so easy to make fun of the author by pointing out that there are more ways to describe women than by how sexy they are. At points I felt like reading the power-fantasies of a 14 year old, but unfortunately this excuse doesn't count because the author is way older than that.
The main character starts suicidal before accepting that he's now pretty much a god without really acknowledging it or even being bothered by it too much.
"Meh, saw this alien, and he didn't even put a probe where the sun don't shine. Whatever.".
"Meh, yeah, guess I'm super fast now, whatever".
"Meh, got my face burned off and regenerated it quicker than Wolverine, big deal.".
"Meh, my unconscious can now surf the internet while I talk to people. How does that work? Who cares! Nanotechnology. Alien nanotechnology. Whatever.".
Or, explaining all his new powers and problems to his not-girlfriend with "I am a world-walker now", as if everyone on this planet would know what that is. Seeing as he seems to be the first of his kind, it makes even less sense.
Also, like in 80s movies, people are either very good or plain evil; and I doubt the villains could be written in a more stereotypical way. Yawn.
All in all, I was hoping for the book to get better after a mediocre start, but it actually got worse. I am not going to buy books 2 to 4 or however many there are.
This book has some interesting ideas, but very bland writing. And some gaping plot-holes that aren't really addressed, but which book about modern-day magic, aliens and conspiracies doesn't have those. It would be so easy to make fun of the author by pointing out that there are more ways to describe women than by how sexy they are. At points I felt like reading the power-fantasies of a 14 year old, but unfortunately this excuse doesn't count because the author is way older than that.
The main character starts suicidal before accepting that he's now pretty much a god without really acknowledging it or even being bothered by it too much.
"Meh, saw this alien, and he didn't even put a probe where the sun don't shine. Whatever.".
"Meh, yeah, guess I'm super fast now, whatever".
"Meh, got my face burned off and regenerated it quicker than Wolverine, big deal.".
"Meh, my unconscious can now surf the internet while I talk to people. How does that work? Who cares! Nanotechnology. Alien nanotechnology. Whatever.".
Or, explaining all his new powers and problems to his not-girlfriend with "I am a world-walker now", as if everyone on this planet would know what that is. Seeing as he seems to be the first of his kind, it makes even less sense.
Also, like in 80s movies, people are either very good or plain evil; and I doubt the villains could be written in a more stereotypical way. Yawn.
All in all, I was hoping for the book to get better after a mediocre start, but it actually got worse. I am not going to buy books 2 to 4 or however many there are.