Oh dear. I am now 50% into this project, and while I admire it, I'm not enjoying it as literature. The Massive is 400 pages devoted to proving that your paranoid conspiracy-theorist nightmares are true. I'm hoping the puzzle pieces come together at some point, but in the mean time, I'm left with 7 or 8 male characters (all 20 or 30 something civilian contractors in Iraq) who all seem exactly the same, and flat at that - there is very little to differentiate one character from another, and often the plotting and dialogue is enigmatic to the point of frustration.
There's also (intentionally?) little sense of class and ethnicity, those great American determinant signifiers - it irked me all book that a novel about the American working class being exploited as expendable "civilian contractors" in the Iraq theater because they want a decent wage and a chance to get ahead had no visibly African-American characters. Everyone may not be white (you'd never know in this book), but they all "seem" white (even Santo and Chimeno) in that they are all deracinated and have none of the individual cultural and familial specificity that, at the end of the day, makes Americans interesting. What makes Clark different than Watts? Watts different from Pakosta?
It all gets a little tiring despite the nightmarish landscape of secret toxic "burn pits" in Southern Iraq, where the Halliburton analog and the US government forces plot, scheme, double cross, and intersect in a dizzying way.
.
Still enjoying the enhanced ebook videos - wish there were more - they are all that gives the characters a voice. Hoping for better in the next 2 books.