"Hate" is a bit of a strong word for EG. My problems with it are a patchwork--some of it is from an annoyance at how the characters are supposed to be six years old and such but aren't remotely close to how even fictional six year olds might act, some of it is that it seems to be about 500 pages worth of ideas crammed into 220, and some of it was just...generally not getting into the whole damn thing. I really found myself slogging through it and it's not a long book!
It would seem that the flop of the EG movie, and Orson Scott Card getting into trouble for his distaste for ghey marriage, would signify what whatever cult he has is on the wane.
1995? The year Virtuosity came out and finally exposed Westerners to Mr. Russell Crowe? He's the only good thing about that movie.
The Pynchon book, which was barely discussed at all in spite of it being Pynchon, has a lot of blabber about the deep web, and now you hear the deep web bandied about every time any conspiracy theory of any sort at all has come up.