I really wanted to like this book. The concept was intriguing, scary, and not too far off from something that could potentially happen. However, when I think of post-apocalyptic survival stories, I imagine a family on the road, literally fighting to survive. This was a book of a bunch of men (and one woman, nodding her bird-brained head) sitting in a room talking about how to survive. There was literally no action until the last two chapters. John, the main protagonist, was not a likable character. Although John liked John an awful lot. John thought very highly of John, actually. I was really hoping for more of a family-oriented survival story, but he rarely spent any time with his family. When he wasn't in a room meeting with men, he was driving around town smoking cigarettes.
But the main reason I'm giving this book such a poor rating, is because the author is a misogynist and tended to dumb-down women, or at the very least he'd push them so far into the background that they barely even existed. This book was published in 2009, so I would expect his views on women to be a little more aligned with the century.
He said a number of sexist things throughout the entire novel, the worst being: "John couldn't help but let his eyes drift for a second. She was tall, even without her heels on. Five ten or so, slender, blond hair to shoulder length, top two buttons of her blouse unbuttoned. It was just the quickest of glances, but he knew she was watching. Strange. If you don't check an attractive woman out, even for a second, it's an insult; if you do, there might be a cold icy stare." Which, just, ugh. What a gross statement, and not at all accurate. Not to mention COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT TO THE "STORY." (Spoiler alert: there wasn't much of a story.)
Every time a female character was even peripherally introduced, he'd tell us how cute the main character deemed her, her weight, height, the color and length of her hair, and a detailed description of the clothes she was [or was not] wearing, as if any of that bore any significance to the story whatsoever. We never, however, got descriptions of the men's suits, or t-shirts, or whether or not they had a button unbuttoned, naturally.
Here are some of the worst examples:
"It was indeed a procession, some guys up front beating on drums, a couple of girls, one of them definitely cute, with long blond hair and a sixties-looking nearly transparent dress on, with nothing underneath..."
"The administrative assistant, Kim McMurty, was not behind her desk. That was a disappointment. She always reminded him a bit of the actress Nicole Kidman, perhaps better looking actually, and he had to admit he was smitten with Kim in a friendly sort of way..."
And probably the worst, John, the main character, was a professor. This is how he described his STUDENT: "She had sat in his 101 class only the semester before. Cute, yes, a bit sexy looking with her long blond hair, blue eyes, and tight blouses, but still just a kid to him now."
It's clear through his writing that William Forstchen thinks men are the dominant species, and if it weren't for men, the world - and most especially the women - would never survive.
Sure, maybe women aren't your target audience for a post-apocalyptic war novel, but understand that some women will read your book (but they will only make that mistake once). The bigger issue, I feel, is to pass this message on to the men/boys who may read your books. It's irresponsible to perpetuate this thinking. It was disappointing and disgusting.
I honestly don't know why I read the entire book. I felt an almost train wreck-y quality about it, like I needed to see how it ended. It wasn't worth sifting through 505 pages of sexism, though, so stop while you're ahead. (I will admit that I skipped large chunks towards the end.)
A few other things that frustrated me: The constant mentions of America and how GRRREAT it is (THREE CHEERS FOR WHITE MEN!); the CONSTANT movie references. If I want to think about movies, I'll watch a movie; and John constantly reminding us that he was a war historian. YOU JUST NEED TO SAY IT ONCE, JOHN. HAVE A LITTLE FAITH THAT I'LL REMEMBER.
If you want to read an excellent, fast-paced, female-driven, post-apocalyptic story [also written by a man], check out Swan Song by Robert M. McCammon. The story, the characters, the action, [and the lack of degradation towards women] FAR outweigh this paperweight.
"John turned away from the board and looked at Makala.
'What are you thinking?' he asked.
'I feel like I'm in a bad movie or novel,' she sighed."
Well, Makala. You are.