I try my best to slog through even the most worthless and intolerable books, but Rise of the Robots defeated me. I bought in the first place purely for the novelty. I'm morbidly fascinated with RotR as a franchise and getting the novelisation super cheap excited me.
I ended up enjoying the experience of reading it about as much as you'd expect from a book I bought solely for the novelty of owning it rather than any literary merit. It reminded me all too much of the kind of monotonous, vacuous stories I'd write when I was 15. A whole bunch of inelegantly dumped worldbuilding, characters of whom only some are lucky enough to be dignified with a stock personality instead of none at all, a failed attempt at a smoky noir settings in space, signifying nothing.
Usually I'd at least give the benefit of the doubt and crawl my way through it in case it suddenly became some brilliantly sharp satire or some shit or at the very least have a point beyond providing a backstory as to why robot punch other robot until other robot fall over in an atrocious video game that's barely remembered as a punchline. After gritting my teeth through sixty pages, and blazing through Mira Ong Chua's lovely graphic novel Roadqueen and then being faced with another 240+ pages of this lifeless beige garbage, I realised I simply value my time too much to bother finding out.
Lacks any real set ups, dwindles far too much, focuses on aspects that aren't interesting and some of the dialogue is atrocious. This could be due to time constraints and the material it had to work with, but yeah... its exactly what you expect from a Rise of the Robots book
Surprised how much I enjoyed this given that it’s a novel from the 90s based on a mediocre computer game.
I don’t know why I bought this. I guess I was intrigued by the fact that it existed. One Amazon UK review claims it was the first novelization of a video game.