Just like the last two books, Max is on the run. Evil Erasers are after her, only now they're robotic. And there are more evil scientists, all ready to be the most clichè villains imaginable.
I actually took notes on this book. It was so bad I didn't want to forget a single moment.
The book opens with a two-page scene in which the main villain introduces herself by casually ordering everyone to die. Only it's not scary so much as flat, cheesy, and so cardboard evil I almost laughed. First two pages, and you can predict everything the bad guys are going to do.
Next chapter, the necessary summary of the previous books, as this is the third book in the series. Only instead of working it into the plot, like any sane book, Max basically takes a time-out, reminds the reader you're reading a book here ("Those of you who picked up this book cold, even though it's clearly part three of a series, well, get with the program, people!"), which is like a kick upside the head in terms of getting personally involved in the plot. Fang's blog is mentioned, and the URL is also given, in case you want to read more blog-style writing.
The Erasers are gone. Finally. And what comes to replace them? Robot werewolves! Robots... that burn from the briefest contact with fire, break from a well-placed kick, and have to physically attack people because they don't get guns until the end of the book. The flock even says, "It's like they were dipped in gasoline!" Please. If they are covered in flesh and fur, that shouldn't burn that easily. If they aren't, they still shouldn't be leaking oil to the point where they're burning to death because some kid threw a flaming stick from a fire at them (has anyone played with flaming sticks from fires? They generally don't stay lit very long once outside the fire...). They have "creepy" laughter and a horrible sense of humor... the "There is no chance to survive; make your time. Ha ha ha" robot had more life. And they have no guns, no crossbows, not even any rocks. The only way for them to fight is to physically run into the kids and then wail on them. Considering how much those robots probably cost to manufacture, I'm surprised Itex didn't hire out the Mafia at a fraction of the cost. It would have been a better use of the money.
If this hasn't been enough to turn you off, Patterson then reveals that everything in the first hundred pages or so, plus everything in the last two books, was a chemically-induced dream. Yay. It later turns out to be a lie. About a hundred pages later. But I very nearly put the book down at that initial statement, because there was no way I wanted to keep reading after that.
Apparently, people are now able to get tattoos that only show up a few days before you're going to die. And they have your death date on them! How nice of them. I am curious what kind of invisible ink they're using that presumably is triggered by crap in the body that would build up if the body is going into suicide mode. Interestingly, as well, that although death has been programmed into people, they're completely fine right up until the moment they drop dead! Science truly has come a long way... maybe they should've put half that much effort into the social sciences. Every single employee (and the clients) of Itex has to have a negative IQ in terms of social skills. They get all pissed off at the experiments for not being grateful that they brought cookies while everyone was in prison. I realize scientists are deluded, but if you can't even have an ounce of pity for any of them, you stop believing in them.
And then we meet the main target of hatred for the majority of the book: an evil scientist from Germany who has this hugely thick accent. Wow, I never would've imagined the bad guy could be German! And his plan just coincidentally resembles Hitler's little sanitation program, too. Kill everyone unfit, blah, blah, until only half the population is left, and then everyone else will get along so well. Like I said, they need a few psychology classes in their curriculum. Or maybe history. And they had this little "turn in your buddies if they're unfit" program going on at the end, too. Bet nobody saw that rewards program coming.
Did you know regular werewolves can apparently chew through steel? You know, with regular teeth. I'm pretty sure dogs that try that need a trip to the doggie dentist. It must've been really bad steel. (Alternatively, please just say the m-word and make them magical. Or something manufactured that isn't like regular teeth.)
Angel "betrays" everyone, only it wasn't really a betrayal, because she was just pretending! Great. This was set up where? This was hinted at where? This was nothing more than a totally obvious attempt to bludgeon some tension into a scene that was already flat and tired and dead. Angel's betrayal would only have worked if she either hadn't done it at all, or had done it after the appropriate hints that she would do so. As it was, it's not only ridiculous, it doesn't work at all.
Fang has a blog. Patterson apparently felt the need to directly transcribe the comments to that blog. Apart from the fact that it looks like all children have no ability to spell whatsoever, the whole thing has such an obvious eco-spin I nearly laughed. Save the whales! Collect the whole set... He rips at global warming, pollution, world hunger, etc, etc, with these incredibly trite statements. The best part is, although the whole book turns out to be so environmentally friendly it's practically married to Mother Earth, it never offers anything real people could do about any of that. It does suggest protests, complete with bad chants and Moltov cocktails. Somehow I do not think this is going to be an effective strategy. Whining won't change anything. Blowing things up certainly isn't going to get you the kinds of changes you were hoping to see.
This book had a few good lines of dialogue. It had a lot more bad ones. "OMG!" was an actual line (and it's NOT from the blog comments section, where I ignored the bad spelling as best I could). Um, we're reading a book. People generally don't speak in acronyms unless they're actually saying the acronym, and I don't even want to think about Nudge saying "Oh em gee!" instead of "Oh my God!" There's cussing in the rest of the book; this wasn't done to cut down on the swearing. Max says God and Oh my God a lot. It's the only instance of this atrocity in the book, too, which makes it really stand out as the pinnacle of horror. Although every single line the German dude had also made me wince, and every single line the female scientist did too. There was a lot of bad, cheesy, teeth-grinding dialogue. But "OMG!" reminded me it could still go downhill....
So, the flock gets across the ocean, and begins touring Europe as part of Max's non-plan to save the world. And I do mean tour. They stop in tourist places and do tourist things. And oh yeah, then go look up Itex headquarters, only to randomly decide not to attack and find the next one, and on the way stop at more tourist places. And make sarcastic/funny comments about tourist stuff. This really destroyed any sense of direction the book had; are you going to get on with it, or aren't you? Apparently they weren't. And after spending all three books pretty much doing her own thing, whatever the consequences, Max decides to listen to the Voice and leave England's Itex office for later. There are no reasons. I might as well pretend the England office had fleas.
If you read the second book (or was it the first? I lose track of what happened in which book, after a while), you'll remember Max had a clone. It's like the Terminator: she's baaaaaaack. And now there are more clones of everyone else too. And somehow these clones are all exact clones, exactly the same age and the same looks and the same everything. Because we all know that all twins are identical, even when they're genetically identical. They never cut their hair different or have any distinguishing marks or anything.
So, Max and her girls are busting into this castle in Germany, and they need a way to get around. Why use the halls when you can use a ventilation duct? They're always big enough for people, you never get stuck, you never run into rats, and they always lead directly where you wanted to go. Of course, then they get caught, and throw into a dungeon. A literal dungeon. With chains. So yay, being bird-people chained up underground... they weren't quite as claustrophobic as they claimed to be. They all seemed to take it really well.
Maybe this was because our unnamed female evil director genius scientist from page one returns, with a name and a new identity: Mother Dearest! I so should have put money down on that... "I am your mother" wasn't quite the sinister shock Patterson had meant it to be. It's just that kind of book. Of course this is Max's mother. Equally of course is that it later turns out to be a lie (Ha! Patterson is saying; You didn't believe I'd actually tell you the truth about anything!), and also equally obvious is who the genetic mother turns out to be. Hint: there have only been two other adult females in the entire series that have had even minor roles, and you know it's not one of them cause she'd have rubbed it in a long time ago. Also patently obvious is the identity of Max's father. I'd had that pegged by book one, along with the identity of Max's Voice. Who is the Voice? Jeb, of course, who has always been saying the same sort of things, and who is the only character with anything approaching ambiguity. Here's a handy little guide for the rest of the series: if someone doesn't try to kill/capture the flock within the first five seconds, everyone's going to be best friends.
Fang has invented a new way to save the world: spam every inbox in the world with a lousy plea to get up and save our planet because adults are ruining it for us, and if you want to do something just open this attachment.... You know, we'll figure out exactly when the spammers read this book because we'll start getting viruses from emails like these. Fang thinks the kids can do it. Yay kids! You may be only in second grade, but don't let that stop you from learning how to build bombs and lobbing them at defenseless people in an office building! Because obviously, working for Itex means you're in on the plan. Nope, no janitors just trying to feed a family, not having a clue what the corporation whose floors they're cleaning actually does.
Now, Max is sitting in the middle of a prison facility, captured along with all the rest of the experiments, etc, and one of them apparently not only has Internet access, but reads Fang's blog, knows who Max is (versus all the Max clones that are walking around in this same building), and has enough of a brain to give her a message from Fang, although Fang just posted it up on his blog and didn't ask for a hand-delivery. This person is never seen again. Need I say more?
Max is, also, incorruptible. Pardon me while I laugh until my nose bleeds. I don't doubt that characters can have high moral standards, enough so to be immune to a lot of the temptation that comes along with power. It was just the way they put it, on top of everything else.
Well, now the book comes to its freak show, where all the experiments are paraded in front of potential buyers. None of these experiments has even two brain cells to think about escape. One, a boy named Omega, is pitted against Max in a deathmatch (who didn't see that coming), which, once Max looks to be winning, becomes a bunch of really stupid tests that Max should've fought harder before agreeing to take. A foot race? Calculating the weight of a wall? Pulling a bunch of weights?
And oh, yeah, Ari? He dies in Max's arms. Which was supposed to be sweet, I think, except I was too busy wondering how he could be wailing away on the robotic werewolves one minute, and dead the next. Even heart attacks take longer, and strokes don't leave you that conscious of your last moments. It was just a "well, we don't need him anymore," moment. And aww, see, it's supposed to be tragic, cause he dies and she's holding him and she feels bad for him. Right.
Angel's powers were a real deus ex machina. They only worked when Patterson found it convenient for them to work. None of the top bosses were telepathic, and none of them walked around with telepaths to protect them from people like Angel, but she mysteriously can't manipulate any of their minds, only the minds of the other experiments. Angel starts a riot, everyone's fighting, and the whole thing ends when.... you guessed it, kids with rocks show up! Fang's army bursts through the gates, chanting truly hideous rhymes that are a crime against English, and this army of kids manages to subdue the whole mob. You know, I think a few of those robots had machine guns. True, all the robots were dead, but I wouldn't put it beyond one of the mysteriously silent members of the audience to pick one up and start shooting everybody in an effort to protect himself.
So the day is won, thanks in large part to a bunch of second-graders no one dared shoot, although these are evil dictators bent on wiping out half of humanity. Yeah, that didn't make a lot of sense to me either. Max and the flock go to a tear-filled reunion back home, snarf down a bunch of chow, and fly off into the sunset. Literally.
I hope you don't need me to spell out my opinion of this book. Not Recommended.