A review by rkaufman13
Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel

3.0

Bleh, really?

A mysterious and incredibly virulent/fatal flu kills 99.9 percent of the population, and the survivors are left to roam across a postapocalyptic Middle America. Some get together and form a traveling performance troupe, doing Shakespeare (and yet "Midsummer" only comes up once, and they never do "Hamlet"? Really?)

The characters all seemed so wooden and bland. I wanted to like Kirsten for being a capable badass but she wasn't really that interesting. Nobody was.

Also, "Mr. Burns: A Postelectric Play" did this conceit much better.