It's almost impossible to describe, but the closest I can come is that it's like a mixture of Gibson and King's The Stand and the movie Dogma (if it took itself seriously) with elements of Godot thrown in when the characters from the prologue keep showing up throughout the book on an endless journey through a deserted eternity of possible worlds. The war in heaven and on earth (and on multiple variations of earth) between the old-school archangels, the rebel demons and the conscientious objectors. If he'd stuck with one of these ideas and fleshed it out, instead of flitting all over the place, Duncan might have had something worth reading. There are bits, no more than a few pages each time that tell a coherent story, and the only reason I give this book even part of a star is because some of these bits are good. Some involve the same characters, although it's hard to always be sure, since everyone seems to have the same name, or to change names several times. Some of the bits are chronological, some of them even make sense. Reading this, I felt like Duncan wrote bits of assorted stories on cards and then shuffled them together and called it a book. It was like reading modern art or listening to modern music, which, if you're into it, is fine, but if you're not, you just see something meaningless or hear disharmonies, that's only art or music because someone said so. I'm not entirely sure why I didn't just put it down.
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