Milton’s representation of God is one of those odd representations: on one hand, God is extremely boring of a character. He is, as William Blake mused, a restrained character and Milton was indeed clearly writing him in fetters; there is nothing about his representation that is dramatic or neophyte—whether he is imagined as an antiquated old man or an all knowing deity with a flowing white beard and robe, he is exactly as one would expect God to appear. On the other hand, God, despite being bland as vanilla ice-cream, manages to nonetheless exert an almost whiny sort of divination. When speaking to the heavenly host, or, at least his Son, his speech pattern connotes a bored, nearly pleading tone; though this can be excused some as it must actually get very tiring always-already knowing what is going to happen… for, like, ever… it still doesn’t exactly make for engaging plot material.
What I did notice about God’s operation, though, was how Milton was disseminating Biblical stories through God’s speeches. This, of course, is done through his divination but it makes little apparent sense—after all, those stories have not yet been written; Milton is usurping, once again, the prophets and slyly insinuating that he himself is top-dog.