Det jag mindes mest från när jag läste den för 6,7 år sen: hur jag bytte syn på en karaktär (Reg) helt och hållet. Det är delvis hela grejen med boken? Man hatar först men sen känner man medkänsla och bara sorg.
Blev förvånad när han var berättaren i bara 15 sidor men det funkade ändå lika bra som förra gången. Det går gradvis även i de andra karaktärernas avsnitt, att förståelsen ökar för Regs beteende och känslor. Så fint!!!!

A disjointed story about how pretty much everyone dies alone and lonely, and this is all connected to high school shootings, teen pregnancy, quickie Vegas weddings with murderous recent widows, car crashes, face twins, losing faith, clones, and people disappearing. Actually I might be doing a disservice here because if I read this review I would have got the false impression that this book is actually interesting - it wasn't, I didn't connect with the story or the people, and the plot was weak. It starts off being about a high school shooting, then it turns into about nothing at all.

I wanted this book to be so much more! The plot foreshadowed a thrilling ride and an anti-violence message (which never did appear), although the actual book was far from my liking.

First of all, the characters were boring, even Cheryl's part was full of high school drama and the writing style felt indifferent to everything that was going on. The story itself was full of religious references and that was the aspect that irritated me the most.

Having read Hate List, a book that i absolutely loved, i expected a lot more from Hey Nostradamus!. All in all, it's a book i'll surely never pick up again.