Rating: 2.5 Stars
The second Death Star is destroyed. The Emperor and his powerful enforcer, Darth Vader, are rumored to be dead. The Galactic Empire is in chaos. Across the galaxy, some systems celebrate, while in others Imperial factions tighten their grip. Optimism and fear reign side by side.
And while the Rebel Alliance engages the fractured forces of the Empire, a lone Rebel scout uncovers a secret Imperial meeting…
I didn’t know how to write this review–how to critique part of a universe that comprised the most amazing and beautiful parts of my adolescence.
Aftermath doesn’t live up to its status as a Star Wars product. It doesn’t even stack up if you compare it to other Sci-Fi publications. I wish I were saying something else, anything else, especially since Aftermath is steadily receiving vomit-filled bucketloads of hate from all sides.
This novel may not be the mass cesspool of ignorance and idiocy that some claim it to be, but it is indeed representative of mediocrity–worse, mediocrity that’s practically catapulting off the shelves.