It must be pleasant to have the world be all about you. In two ways, since All Our Wrongs Today, our protagonist Tom lives in a sort of utopia, which he manages, via time travel, to screw up with the result that what we have isn’t a technological utopia, but rather this, here, all around us. Yep, we had a 1960s future paradise, and then blammo! Trump (not explicitly but let’s throw him in there) and jerks and capitalism and poverty and auto-tuned pop songs all the time on the radio just because of Tom. Geez, Tom. What a schlub.
But, don’t fear. Even though our Tom is a schlub, he gets to have sex. Lots of sex. And he has a bunch of ex-girlfriends who he totally isn’t going to mention by name, but then again, here’s a list, and he probably also had sex with them too. Because it’s super super super super super important for this female reader to know that even though Tom is a self-admitted loser, he pulls man, he pulllllllls.
So we have an entertaining, sci-fi romp that I actually enjoyed reading and I’m not talking about the story or the science or the science-fiction, but the fiction that schlubby, self-admitted losers should get to have multiple universes/realities where they get to have sex with hot chicks (also intelligent — we’re made sure to notice that not only are the bone-buddies hot, they’re smart too).
Oh! But Tom having sex is a plot point that starts the whole destruction of the universe fans will tell me.
Yeah, well, I’m sure Elan Mastai could have figured out something else. He developed multiple theories of time travel in All Our Wrongs Today, he’s clever enough not to have major plot points hinging on some guy’s dick.
Good book, ruined for me because I’m not a heterosexual male who is titillated by good guys getting to have lots of sex.
All Our Wrongs Today by Elan Mastai went on sale February 7, 2017.
I received a copy free from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.