I like Sci-Fi, and bought this for its interesting premise: aliens land on earth in eggs that splash into the oceans. The eggs lay dormant for a while, then rise to the surface and hatch. And what should come out: some things that look an awful lot like angels.
An interesting idea for someone like me, with absolutely no Judaeo-Christian background. But perhaps it was that same irreligious history that prevented this one from sinking in, because when the aliens turned out to angels after all, the story lost me in no time. Everything started becoming a matter of 'Faith' with a capital, scripture-induced F, and I put the book down.