I am a fan of Fr. Mark's YouTube devotionals and think he's a good and godly priest (may his tribe increase!). That said, it hurts me to admit I did not enjoy his book. After a promising start it floundered and flailed for 70 pages until a deus ex machina brought it to an abrupt end. The Media Reset was just a plot device to get these six characters onto a remote northern Canadian island where brief vignettes spotlighted each one, engineered to allow Fr. Mark to shoehorn in his title phrase, "hold my beer."
The book was lighthearted in tone, discordant with the "apocalypse" of the title and the globalist threat. There were poignant moments too, and prescient symbolism (the six wine glasses). These six characters were disturbingly content in their island cocoon, awaiting their ritual afternoon coffee and chocolate. Nobody seems all that interested in what is going on in the outside world. Nobody seemed interested in organizing a resistance and fighting back. Not one of these characters seemed to have a family or friends that they wished they could speak with or that they were worried about. They destroyed their cellphones early on with nobody making a call home to loved ones.
The characters were hard to warm up to, maybe in part due to their names. Mother Elijah, Texas (but he's from Arizona), Mr. Mister (yes, like the 80's band). Father Pedro is the narrator of the story. Ralph is the Traditionalist who attends the Latin Mass, but his portrayal isn't especially favorable. After a harrowing moment, the group recites a Rosary; everyone in the van "responds to each prayer in unison. Except for Ralph; he responds in Latin" (p. 28). Yep, those Trads sure are divisive; just ask Francis. (I'm confident no true Trad would ever act as rudely as Ralph.)
The characterization is inconsistent too. When someone has to swim across a cold lake to fetch the canoe, Texas tackles the task ("hold my beer"). But later, he's inexplicably incapable of swimming down to the lake bottom to retrieve a mysterious treasure chest (one said to be deep, yet near enough it could be seen through the thick ice of the lake's surface). Suddenly Christie surprises everyone by diving into the water and accomplishing what Texas couldn't (girl power!). She triumphantly announces she was captain of her water polo team. But why wasn't that skill mentioned earlier when someone had to swim across to get the canoe? It's as if Fr. Mark was making it up as he went; the characterization came as the need arose for each episode's climax.
Speaking of Christie, she's described as "a beautiful African American woman from Detroit" and "a convert to Catholicism from Pentecostalism" (p.2). How does one convert from Pentecostalism when that isn't a denomination? It's a movement of the Holy Spirit, one embraced by multitudes of charismatic Catholics.
Criticisms aside, there were enjoyable moments. Fr. Mark created real suspense as the six fugitives from globalism made their roundabout escape from Ottawa to the remote island hideaway. And the self-effacing jokes about Canada brought a smile ("I mention how Canada's parliamentary system works and everyone ignores me," p. 41). The opening pages about the New World Order and how the Media Reset would be staged were very intriguing and promising, but that promise wasn't fulfilled. Fr. Mark never took it further than a plot device. Conspicuous by its absence was any mention of the elephant in the room--the Covid pandemic.
The five people Fr. Pedro escapes with to this poor man's Galt's Gulch are all Catholic media luminaries in the crosshairs of the "Globies," yet if we weren't told that, little in the story would lead a reader to think that. Where are the stimulating conversations, the strategizing an escape, the clash of egos? I suspected these characters were based in part on Taylor Marshall (Ralph), Mother Miriam (Mother Elijah), Candace Owens (Christie), and Steve Ray (Texas) with Fr. Mark as Fr. Pedro (no idea who the sullen birdwatcher Dominic is based on). Imagine this group stuck together on a tiny island. I know they would be doing way more interesting, spiritual, and practical things than concocting new hot chocolate recipes, brewing mint tea, and wondering if there will be ice skating in Heaven.