I picked up a copy of the TFA novelization from my local library yesterday.
I read chapter 1 last night; it was wholly predictable and meh. I’ll find out if the story gets any more interesting further in later tonight.
Well, I continued reading the book. After halfway through – eight chapters, to be precise – I quit.
I’ve never been very good at putting my thoughts into words, so I’ll simply say this: It wasn’t exciting, it wasn’t engaging, and it wasn’t compelling. What it was, though, was tedious, scant of detail, and somewhat aggravating. All the while I was reading it, I felt like I’d rather be reading something else – particularily The Paradise Snare by A. C. Crispin. Now that’s a SW book which has been exciting, engaging, and compelling.
Before anyone asks, no, I’m not going to judge the movie by the book. I’m certain many of the plot problems in the latter are rooted in the former as well, but there are certainly other elements – visuals, performances, etc. – which the novelization utter failed to capture which I imagine would make the film a better experience than this bundle of toilet paper.