
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I really wanted to like this one. Pargin is a smart guy and a gifted communicator, and the setup--nuclear road trip--feels like its right up my alley. Which is why I gave it nearly 200 pages before I cried "matae" and gave up.
The main issue is that "I'm Starting to Worry..." foregrounds its theme--isolation and misinformation in an increasingly connected world--over any plot or characters. This makes for a narrative that flows like chewing dry toast. Instead of dialogue, characters monologue at one another. The plot is built atop shaky logic, requiring tech savvy protagonists to intentionally disconnect from the internet in a way that feels ingenuine. That two digital natives wouldn't even think to check for air tags (and then quickly try to patch that plot hole with some brief dialogue once they do find said air tag) is too much. Pargin is a smart guy and a capable author, and the themes here are rife for exploration, but the execution falls flat. The text is bloated, feeling more like a lecture than a novel.
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