So, I gave Mellick another shot after The Haunted Vagina, which I found to be one of the flattest, most uninspired reads I’ve come across. A great concept, sure—but absolutely no plot structure, and a complete lack of narrative follow-through. It read like a sketch of a cool idea rather than an actual story.
That said, I’d heard from several people that Mellick’s writing improves significantly starting around Egg Man, so I dove in with cautious optimism.
And truthfully? Egg Man started off strong. The first half was weird in the right ways—fresh, surreal, even gripping. If it had stayed on that track, it would’ve been a solid 5/5 for me. Unfortunately, somewhere past the halfway mark, the story begins to flatten out.
There’s an increasing amount of gratuitous, repetitive sex scenes that feel more like filler than essential story beats. The narrative begins to lose its sense of momentum and thematic focus, becoming oddly one-note despite its bizarre premise. At around 60–70%, I knocked my rating down to a 4/5.
Then the ending came—and that really hurt the book for me. The protagonist undergoes a sudden, jarring transformation that strips away everything compelling about him. He stops being a character with agency and just becomes a tool in the plot, which, by that point, is more concerned with shock than substance. It’s a nihilistic shift that doesn’t feel earned or coherent, and it ultimately derails what could’ve been a powerful, weird little book.
It’s a shame, really. Egg Man had a lot of potential, but it underdelivers by the end. Still, I can see glimmers of stronger storytelling here compared to his earlier work. Mellick was clearly still developing his craft back in 2008—some common writing pitfalls are on full display (underdeveloped arcs, abrupt tonal shifts, thin character work)—but there’s something here worth exploring.
I’ll probably dip into some of his later works to see how he’s evolved since then. Fingers crossed the growth continues.
3/5, Sadly