American Gods

I think it's time for me to break up with Neil Gaiman for good. It's like an OkCupid relationship where we were a 95% match, but the conversation just didn't flow and I was tempted to just forget him, but I made myself go on a date because ‘you can't tell from just online' and we go to this really interesting themed bar but somehow it ends up being the most boring date ever because he won't stop looking at the floor or his hands when there's a BEAUTIFUL MURAL LIGHT SHOW and a WATERFALL DANCE FLOOR he should be focused on instead.

Basically what I'm trying to say about Neil Gaiman is: why would you take your really fascinating, fantastical concepts and then execute (both meanings of the word) them by telling the story through emotionally void characters, bland prose, and a generous sprinkle of casual misogyny? Why would you go and do that?

Also the main female character got fridged TWICE wtf.

It wasn't all bad and it probably deserves more than 1 star but I really had to force myself to get through it and I can't honestly say that I thought “it was ok” so....shrug emoji