Right now, I needed this book. That is a statement one would reserve for having just read a terrific book, which I can not say I just did, but it would be said in response to a string of monotonous reads that was interrupted by a great one, and I find myself in a quite equal-but-opposite manner. That is to say, I am in a continuity of amazing reads, and I needed a palate cleanser to reset my taste. Or maybe palate greaser, as it were. I've absorbed so many other books that I immensely enjoyed, that I was hit with a Law of Diminishing Returns, and couldn't appreciate what I was reading. Context can be everything, and if disliking this book enhances the next few books, just in comparison, then it was worth it.
Soft Apocalypse has an interesting concept, an Armageddon that takes decades before anybody notices. " This is how our world ends; with a whimper instead of a bang." It's told through Jasper's eyes, which view how life is slowly eroding in Savannah, GA. With an unemployment rate of around 40%, random diseases killing people (put out by the government!?!???!*), and quasi-terrorists sowing chaos, it's a hard life for Jasper. Especially since apparently, he never knows where his next date is coming from. Jasper spends most of his story complaining about never finding love, or being lonely, which is funny, because he is nearly always with somebody. Why spend time worrying about how civilization is falling apart, when you can hook up with psycho pop singers or married women, or just involve yourself in the mother of all "friends with benefits" relationship. I would have loved to know more about how the world began eating itself (pun not intended, as cannibalism somehow does not make an appearance in this book), but instead we're stuck in the head of Apocalypse's most forlorn lover**. And yeah, he finds true love in the end, and yeah, it's with a girl that he meets way back in the beginning (Soft Apocalypse spans 13 years). And yes, I was long past giving any f--ks about Jasper or society by this point. The second half of SA is better than the first, but only kind of. Jasper is so damn shallow for most of the story, and unchanging even through the decimation going on around him, and every time I felt like I was going to get some answers on what exactly was happening to unmake the world, that was when the author pulled the rug out from under me and began another relationship failure. If society was falling around me or you in the manner of SA, I'm not saying we wouldn't pine for someone to commiserate with. But it might occasionally take a back seat to the actual suffering and despair that was crawling up to our door. Jasper seems content to play the field, and ignore the smoking, burning stands around him. By the time he does start to change in the second half, it feels tacked on, and the ending, which actually brings up an honest-to-god philosophical quandary***, is, by that point, putting icing on a cake long left stale.
*= I'm not going to spend a lot of time complaining about this, but the government just randomly throwing out diseases to (I guess?!?) cull the population makes no damn sense, if you really think about it. Especially given that, in the book, the US is involved in a couple of wars or skirmishes at some point.
**= I've complained about this with female characters in books like Twilight, so I have to say something now...I can not stand it when characters like Jasper are moaning about how they are lonely, or undesirable, even when they have no problem actually finding mates, and/or are beating off potential suitors left and right. There's being humble, and there's being an ass.
***= The decision at the end is this (SPOILER!) - Do you attempt to live in an apocalyptic wasteland, where your two main options are starvation and death, but your faculties are your own? Or do you join a community that protects and feeds you, but the caveat is that you have to succumb to a virus that, while not affecting your health, warps your brain to the point that you are unnaturally happy all the time?