“In the year 2044, reality is an ugly place. The only time teenage Wade Watts really feels alive is when he’s jacked into the virtual utopia known as the OASIS. Wade’s devoted his life to studying the puzzles hidden within this world’s digital confines, puzzles that are based on their creator’s obsession with the pop culture of decades past and that promise massive power and fortune to whoever can unlock them. When Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and if Wade’s going to survive, he’ll have to win—and confront the real world he’s always been so desperate to escape.”
Ready Player One by Ernest Cline is one of my favorite books of all time. No, it’s not a literary masterpiece with beautiful syntax and diction or deep and philosophical novel that challenges society. Frankly, it’s not even a well-written book. But it does one thing so freaking well: it’s just so damn fun.
Wade Watts is a solid character. He’s not game-changing, but he fulfills his purpose as a likeable protagonist. Artemis was a good supporting character, but Aech was an absolute badass. Each of them go through their respective arcs and Cline handles it well. By the end of the book, you truly care for them. The plot is fairly predictable and the dialogue is pretty cringy too. It’s not even really a well-written book. But damn is it fun. The world Cline creates is fantastic. Everywhere Wade traveled seemed to be filled with adventure and packed with action. I mean a boss fight involving a retro video game called Joust or a full recreation of the movie WarGames starring you as Matthew Broderick’s character. It is just so much fun to read. The world has an interesting lore and of course, pop culture references. The book is well known for its various references to classic video games, movies, and entertainment in general. Those who lived in the 80’s will be filled with nostalgia.
I love Ready Player One. The book is such a delight to read that I could see past its glaring flaws. It shows that you don’t need to write some deep, philosophical book to be noticed or praised as a writer. It’s ridiculous, exciting, and above all, fun. Ready Player One shows that you don’t have to be the next Ernest Hemingway or Kurt Vonnegut to be successful, just write about what you love.