Re: Vixen tries to do Before Dishonor or: Motherf**king Borg
***WARNING: POTENTIALLY STRONG LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTION OF THE REVIEWER'S REVIEWING HABITS, AND OTHER IMAGERY AHEAD***
As I near the end of
Before Dishonor, I realize now that I named this thread incorrectly.
It should really read
What the motherfucking hell was Peter David smoking and/or thinking when writing this book?!
I have *never* had this visceral a reaction to a novel-
ever. And so it is with dismay and disgust that
Before Dishonor has achieved something I hadn't hoped possible.
Where to begin?
Perhaps with the
goddamned mutiny. As if there weren't enough drama and angst enough, we have a little cabal of officers who decide that they know better than a Starfleet captain with decades of experience and a widely respected Federation Ambassador with even more experience. I am throughly abhorred and disgusted by the actions of Kadohata, Leybenzon, and T'Lana. In the middle of this crisis, they decide to stage a mutiny?! What the hell?! But, of course, Picard and Co. actually really do know what's best, but let's not let them do what needs to be done! Oh no! And Kadohata threatened to
vaporize Worf if he didn't do what she said? Cue the universe exploding from irony.
But, what about
freaking Pluto getting absorbed?! Was that supposed to be slightly humorous? Because gallows humor doesn't come across well in this novel.
I'm so...frustrated and appalled by this novel that I'm shaking. Literally. Although it could be the sugar. You see, every time I sit down to read a book (especially when I know I'm going to write a review), I have a drink and a snack (usually something sweet) nearby.
I'm only on page 309, and
Before Dishonor has required the following (over the past 24 hours):
1 small carton of
Ben and Jerry's Creme Brulee ice cream
1 strip of frosted gingerbread
2 turkey and cheese sandwiches
3 gingerbread cookies
And at least 5 Diet Cokes. Needless to say this is an excessive amount, for
any novel. (Hell, when I read
Serpents Among The Ruins, it required a significantly lower amount of Reviewing Snacks).
I'm almost hoping that this work wasn't done by the Peter David of
New Frontier fame. I'm desperately hoping that this is another Peter David. Because this is without question his worst novel-ever. And it might even get my Seal of Disapproval. I generally never give a novel anything like that unless it's truly horrible. And, sadly,
Before Dishonor fits, in my opinion.
The original working title was
Excessum Rector, which apparently translates to
The Queen is Dead or something like that. Frankly, it would have been a gross misnomer (unless that was the point). All I know is that tonight there will be
Excessive Retching
I'll finish it, because *maybe* it picks up. At the very least, I want to see this tragic shambles of a
TNG Relaunch story to it's well-deserved end.
