Doomsday Match

What a horrible book. Shlock, I can handle—we all need mindless action fluff sometimes—but not this. The villains were cartoonishly evil. The main character a spineless, unprincipled buffoon; worse, he seems to be a proxy for the author, which reflects quite poorly on Wheeler. Overuse of handwavey Maya Magic™ to move the action along when convenient. Every person who helps the heroes is left to die or suffer, with barely an afterthought. Then, at the end, the author repeatedly plugs a (real-world) violently homophobic chicken fast food franchise I will not name. The only two main characters with any moral sense—both women—remain in the background. One of them, the adult, the only one with any hope of resolving the crisis, is written away into a coma halfway through.

There is nothing worthwhile about this book.