The handful of people who read my blog know that Chinggay Labrador’s “Popped” series has been good to me. The pasttwo installments always draw big (read: more than two) crowds to my blog, and I believe my review of the first book in the trilogy has the most comments among all my posts.
So it probably shouldn’t come as a surprise to all of you that the final book in the trilogy is also getting a review on this here blog. Released several months ago, I finished reading it midway through September — and I’ve had a difficult time putting my thoughts in order since.
But now I’m sitting my butt down and tackling this beast. Gird your loins, guys, gals, and everything else in between. This is going to be a bumpy ride.
Because readers insist Movement was based on BIGBANG.
Before “Modelland” and before the generous folks at National Book Store started putting up links to my blog over at their Facebook page, the one post that drew readers to my blog like Koreans to kimchi was my review of Chiggay Labrador’s “Popped”.
It wasn’t very pretty. I had a breakdown over on Twitter and pretty much gnashed my teeth and wailed and wore sackcloth and threw ash on my face. I wanted to burn that book to the ground and throw salt on it so nothing would ever grow on it again.
Of course, since the Universe is a cruel mistress, the sequel, “Popped Too”, came out September of last year. And of course, since I am a masochist, I got myself a copy. Took me several months before I could actually sit down and read it, but I did it, okay?
I don’t think anyone can accuse me of having any anti-KPop bias.
When KPop supergroup Super Junior came around these parts last year, I was right there in the mosh pit with friends, screaming it out with everyone else and taking videos of all the shirtlessness and Korean weirdness happening all over the stage. My phone got stolen though, so no fan videos will be passed down to young faglings.
When Rain came to perform — with UKiss in tow — I was also front and center, with the tweets to prove it.
I also have nothing against Summit Books and its line of chick lit novels, if my review of Tara Sering’s “Between Dinner and the Morning After” is anything to go by. I loved “Between Dinner and the Morning After”.
Seeing that the newest Summit Book was about the KPop fan experience, I thought that nothing could possibly go wrong. At best, I would love Chinggay Labrador’s “Popped”. At worst, I thought I would just be mildly irritated.