Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Lizard Sex

I've had it in my possession for awhile, but I've finally gotten to reading V: The Second Generation, which is, of course, the sequel to the original V miniseries from the 1980s. I loved V growing up. I got excited every time it was shown on tv and would watch it and the follow-up mini-series V: The Final Battle with my attention undivided.

I even watched the short-lived regular series and managed to get hold of some of the sequel novels as well.

So you could say I was a fan, though I wasn't crazy about the series from a few years ago,  however hot Morena Baccarin may be. It just didn't have the same magic for me.

You could imagine my glee when I found out there was a sequel in book form.




This book actually ignores everything that came after the first miniseries, jumping ahead twenty years with the Earth completely taken over and the Resistance dying off slowly but surely. In fact, the Earth may not be long for this world either, as the Visitors have nearly completed their plan of taking all of our water, the bastards.

It's an uneven read, but you get into it rather easily and soon some familiar faces come back to help you find your bearings. But, in addition to the doomsday scenario and the one last chance for survival for the human race that the book gives us, there is one more important thing that it slips in as well.

Lizard sex.

That's right, you read correctly. Lizard sex. I don't mind sex in my books. Why wouldn't I? I like sex. Reading about it can be exhilarating. It just strikes me as odd in this case, as regular sex with humans is glossed over but when it comes time to read about some Visitor on human loving, we get it in quite the detail. Almost too much. What could have been handled with a few lines after the act is instead handled as it is happening. Not that it goes into porn-like descriptiveness, but it is enough to take you out of the story and wonder why it was there at all when, as mentioned, previous sexual liaisons aren't really giving that much thought.

Hell, even the lizard on lizard stuff is spoken about in mostly metaphors, where a tryst between a pilot and her commander is likened to freefall in a spacecraft.

Maybe the author thought that was what people really wanted to know about. Maybe he got fan mail where women swooned over the big screen scaly guys and wanted to set the record straight. Maybe I'm thinking way too much about the lizard sex and the violent, shaking orgasms they have. And bellowing.

At least, that's what I'm pretty sure happened. I really don't want to read it again. I can't imagine Willy doing that to Harmy so maybe it's different for other members of the species.

But if you want to, feel free. Despite that scene, it's a pretty fun romp in the world of the Visitors and worth checking out if you were a fan of the series, though be warned that it does take a bit before it finally gels with you. Probably took me about 80 pages, at least.

Then you're hooked.

Then, lizard sex.

You have been warned.

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