The Goblins Are Revolting: An Isekai Adventure

I’ll be honest: I went into *The Goblins Are Revolting* expecting another snarky fantasy romp, but what I got was something far more unhinged—and I mean that as the highest praise. Webb’s worldbuilding is delightfully *filthy*, not just in its gore (though there’s plenty) but in its refusal to sanitize the ugliness of power struggles, even among creatures most stories relegate to cannon fodder. The goblins here aren’t cute underdogs; they’re vicious, petty, and hilariously self-aware about their own incompetence. The plot barrels forward with a mix of heist-movie tension and farcical detours (a subplot involving a sentient, cursed latrine had me paused to laugh for a full minute). Haberkorn’s narration is the secret weapon. His range is absurd—he makes a goblin’s screech sound like a battle cry *and* a sob, often in the same sentence. The production quality is top-notch, with subtle audio cues (like the echo of a god’s voice or the wet *squelch* of a goblin meeting a messy end) adding immersion without overpowering the prose. My only critiques? The pacing stumbles slightly in the middle during a protracted political scheme that, while clever, tests even Haberkorn’s ability to make bureaucratic goblin infighting thrilling. And Webb’s love for grotesque humor occasionally tips into *too* much—there’s a 10-minute sequence involving intestinal distress that’ll either have you wheezing or groaning, depending on your tolerance for body horror comedy. But those are quibbles. This audiobook is a rare beast: a fantasy that’s as smart as it is stupid, as brutal as it is hilarious, and narrated with the energy of a man who’s *having way too much fun*. If you’ve ever rolled your eyes at another ‘farmboy-turned-demigod’ story, this is the antidote.