Max 3 Review: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports
Last time on Max & pals do stuff:
Some evil people did evil things.
Max discovered her clone named, aptly, Max II.
Stuff blew up.
Now we’re into the third book, where James Patterson appears to be running out of things for the Flock to beat up, so he’s inserting an evil____ (Choose here: scientist… mutant… FBI agent… robot… director… corporation… DING DING DING We have a winner folks!) corporation, by the name of Itex, which is the company behind the company they defeated in the last book. Confused? Just wait.
The bird-kids run, and jump, and gallivant, and kick-butt, and fly, and eat, and fly, and sight-see, and kick some more butt. Oh, and the world is ending, we’re just not sure how, like in the last two books. The Flock splits up as well as the chapters (every-other featuring the otro half of the group) and there’s not one, not two, but three, count ’em, THREE dramatic discoveries of Max’s parentage.
I’m still a fan. However, my continuing fan-dom (read: not fan-dumb) is now reliant on one thing: there better be one heck of a reveal that ties all of this together. If JP can pull that off, it will be brilliant. BUT, the prolongation of the mystery and suspense in this series is getting a little strained and beginning to bring me to the breaking point of the willing suspension of disbelief and if it goes past…
Well, let’s just say I wouldn’t want to be around a certain fan-base when that happens.
Still recommending it for a fun, (if nonintellectual) read.
4 out of 5 stars.