Do you like living in the past? Are your references exclusively from the ‘80s? If so, you might enjoy Cline’s sophomore snore of a sequel that undoes all those feelings of hope the first book ended with.
Yes, the Robert Downey Jr. cameo was cool. No, despite an entire book of development under its belt, the characters exist solely to justify the protagonist’s stupid choices.
Take a week and let Ernest waste 500 pages teaching you lessons like: Use your fear to doomsday prep and become a petulant man child. Poverty is fine so long as you have virtual reality. Bully your way to a satisfying revenge. Put yourself before others as you lazily clap back at Ready Player One’s fan criticism.
It’s a low-effort, cash-grabbing insult to fans, and a disappointing one on the heels of a wonderful debut book. Go get your copy today you happy masochist!