I'd love to go through the book point by point but I'm too tired. Do you know that where I am right now, it's past fWarning: Littered with spoilers!!!
I'd love to go through the book point by point but I'm too tired. Do you know that where I am right now, it's past four-thirty in the morning and I still didn't sleep because I was determined to finish this? I'm almost always like that with books; I try to finish them even if it means losing my sleep. This is not the first review I had to cut short just to sleep. I suppose I can add more tomorrow or the days after but I want to read another book and write another review so sorry. What I'll end up typing now is what this review will be.
Argh. I thought this would have been nicer! I honestly did! The first three parts were great. Seriously. It was cool reading Elizabeth's letters, discovering the clue in the book, and the hints that someone had just broken it. I loved everyone and I loved the story. The prose managed to stay upbeat while giving brilliant descriptions at the same time. I even swooned for Max and Chris, although more for Chris, as you can see in my updates before finishing the book and writing my review. Chris was awesome!
“Always give the audience what they want,” he said. “That’s my motto. It’s what makes me so lovable.” “Lovable? More like—” “Ah, ah, ah.” He held up a hand to silence me. “Think before you speak. Remember, words can hurt.” “Because you’re so sensitive?” “You know me, I’m like a little girl.” “An insult to little girls everywhere.” “Again with the compliments! See, now I know you’re feeling better. Admit it.” “Maybe,” I allowed. “And what do we say when our most brilliant and cherished friend turns our frown upside down?” I sighed. “We say thank you. Loser.” But he knew I meant it. “Anytime.” And I knew he did, too.
He whined about the way Adriane kept blowing off their dates for student-council meetings, lacrosse practice, and the various obligations that had accompanied a recent, inexplicable embrace of her heretofore nonexistent responsible side. I complained about Max going into attack mode whenever he got frustrated, snapping angrily at whoever happened to be around, usually me, and then apologizing five seconds later with such limpid puppy-dog eyes it was tempting to pat him on the head and give him a treat. We still fit together, and that, more than anything, made it all okay. I resolved not to let so much time pass before we did this again. Max wasn’t a replacement for Chris; I needed them both. “You know, if this were a movie,” Chris said, “we’d probably decide to ditch those ungrateful fools and start making out.” “And if this were a movie, there would probably be a really awkward moment after you put that out there.” “The air charged with sexual tension.” “Undoubtedly.” “Sparks flying.” “Tongues twisting, lips smacking—” “Ugh, are you trying to make me puke?” he asked, laughing. I batted my eyelashes at him. “You really know how to flatter a girl, don’t you?” “Like you weren’t thinking it.” “I was going to say vomit,” I said. “It’s more ladylike.” “No one says vomit. Not even ladies.” “Really? I, a lady, will now use the term in a sentence: The idea of making out with you makes me want to vomit. Also to gag, regurgitate, expectorate, and hurl.” He puckered up and blew me a loud kiss, raspberry style. “Love you, too.”
At the beginning, we didn’t know what it was, Chris and I. We didn’t know if stale pizza and a scratched Spartacus DVD—which mercifully froze after the first chariot race, freeing up the rest of the night for botched conjugations and several heated rounds of Egyptian ratscrew—constituted an awkward date, or just a night of shared homework between two people who seemed unlikely to share anything but a cafeteria table, and that only under duress. But even at the beginning, after that first and last painful attempt to satisfy convention—the awkward hand brushing, the mandatory gazing, the aborted attempt at a kiss, halted with his lips somewhere in the proximity of my nose, both of us flinching away at the same moment in simultaneous, horrified laughter—there was something between us: like at first sight.
I was sad, knowing Chris would die and dreaded it. But a few chapters we finally reach the part described in the summary, where Nora lost her best friends and first love, it went downhill albeit slowly. I had enjoyed Eli's banter with Nora. I was pulled in by the mystery of the letters, the secret codes, and the sneaking around. But Nora had started showing her thickness and tendency to act like a complete idiot. It worsens as I went on to the point it ruined it for me. I still managed to enjoy a few bits, like when Nora and Eli pretended to be a couple to fool the monk and Eli's coolness. But since Nora was the main character and I had to read from her thoughts... *rubs temples with knuckles*
Nora kept berating Elizabeth for her choices when they're the same. There's no doubt about their spiritual connection; their lives were pretty much identical save for a few details that make them slightly different. Love for Latin, dead older brothers, and bad choices? Yeah... Nora just tried to believe it's over like Elizabeth in the end. Stupid girls who refuse to take proper responsibility.
Another bad thing about the book other than Nora's thickness and tendency to act like a complete idiot is the inconsistency. Nora and Adriana don't freak out that Eli killed (or at least attempted to) kill someone? Oh, they were disturbed but that was it. You guys don't have proof that he killed Chris! But Nora couldn't accept stealing or feels really guilty about it at times? Way to go! Murder, even if it's a bad guy, is okay in contrast to stealing. And you called them psychos? You're becoming one yourself.
Nora has more faults I must point one, a notable one is her shying away from the truth, but I can barely see what I'm typing. If I have any typos, seemingly unfinished thoughts, or the whatnot, I'm sorry.
The Book of Blood and Shadow could have done better. The plot was brilliant and the writing engaging, but it didn't manage to keep it up to the end. It's a shame.
Characters I Liked from Beginning to End (well, maybe not beginning but close enough): Chris, Eli, and the Hoff
Chris is the perfect guy best friend (or the closest to one). Eli was a more kickass version of Chris. The Hoff tried to warn Nora.
Some of Eli's conversations wherein he reminded me of Chris and helped fool me that he is Chris's cousin:
“You know this guy?” Adriane said. “Remember Chris’s cousin I told you about?” She made a face like I’d asked her to taste-test some sour milk. “You said he was cute.” Eli preened. “No, you asked if he was cute,” I reminded her. “I said that wasn’t the point.” “Not a no,” Eli pointed out.
“You think Max did this?” I said. “Who else knew we were here?” “You did,” I told Eli. Eli snorted. “Excellent deduction. While you weren’t paying attention, I teleported back here, used my powers of super speed to ransack the room in under thirty seconds, and then teleported back before you knew I was gone.”...more
I'm tired of having to recorrect people so I'll write down all these points that I've been repeating over and over again:
1. There were no editors whenI'm tired of having to recorrect people so I'll write down all these points that I've been repeating over and over again:
1. There were no editors when it was originally made so don't expect that. The translators also intended to stay loyal to the book therefore no changes were made. Not to mention this was made in ancient times; obviously their way of speaking, their words, and all that would be different. OBVIOUSLY. Back then, they use ten words when one can do well. Okay? Okay.
2. This was made by multiple authors. The Bible basically consists of passages written by different people and then melded into one since the priests decided they were "divinely inspired". Of course there would be inconsistencies! A lot of the authors don't know each other or haven't even heard of each other AT ALL. The Bible is a mix of letters, stories, records, and visions. How can there be good pacing when you're simply recording how many people arrived here or sacrificed on that particular day? Okay? Okay.
3. The Quran is not the sequel to the Bible! You're totally insulting another religion here! Okay? Okay.
4. Anonymous is NOT an author! Seriously? Do you even know what anonymous MEANS? Go to dictionary.com. Okay? Okay.
5. There's really no plot. Just underlying themes. Mixed stuff. Hello! How can a record have a plot? How can stating a vision have a plot? How can writing down what happened have a plot? I mean, other than the fact it concentrates on your life, does your diary have a plot? No! No, no, no, no!!! Okay? Okay.
That's all for now. Please use your brains before making such a review....more
I said I wouldn't be able to read The Sign this week because I'm really busy but somehow I managed to finish it anyway. So let's get on with the revieI said I wouldn't be able to read The Sign this week because I'm really busy but somehow I managed to finish it anyway. So let's get on with the review.
At first, I thought I'd be rating this at least four stars. The first forty chapters are so were really good even though Matt annoyed me. I couldn't bring myself to like him. He was such a stupid and reckless character that I swear no matter how much he'd grovel and beg me I'd never help him. It'll just get you killed or very hurt. Anyway, it was good overall. I could hardly wait to see the author's explanations on the strange happenings. And then it slowly went downhill.
Oh, the technology involved was nothing short of cool, but the reasons of the antagonists' participation except for Maddox, Brother Ameen, and that environmental guy, were inadequate. Stupid actually. And the way Matt's group saved the day was worse. Their methods were nothing short of rash and predictable. Come on, Danny was supposed to be super important right? You should have more capable bodyguards and more reliable stuff to keep him from the outside world. The security around him should have been totally beefed up and the trap more dangerous. But all it took to save him was a simple trick. HUH?! So unrealistic. Dalton's flying bot thing was the only part of the plan that wasn't frankly boring.
The talk about faith and God was nutty too. I'm not saying this because I'm a Christian. I'm saying this because the facts laid down weren't completely accurate. Evolution is. A. Theory. There are a lot of loopholes with it that's why it can't be truly accepted as fact. I believe in evolution but not to the point that I believe that man descended from a monkey and all that. I believe that there is natural selection. I believe that there are mutations. I believe that things would most likely change if placed in a different environment. I believe in global warming (and I want to stop it too). But not everything about the evolution theory makes sense. Whatever. I won't bore you with my beliefs, but that's how I feel. They completely debunked other's faith and beliefs.
If you're a firm believer in God and Creationism, you will certainly not like this book. If you're more open-minded and you don't mind bad action scenes, you might....more
To be honest, it was the drawing style that put me off. It's not dedicated to detail, can be inconsistent, and is, bluntly put, quite ugly. But the caTo be honest, it was the drawing style that put me off. It's not dedicated to detail, can be inconsistent, and is, bluntly put, quite ugly. But the cases Alucard is called to solve are good and the characters were fine too. The gory scenes were well-portrayed. Despite the fact that it's hardly different from other vampire fiction that involve kickass vampires working for humans, it is an entertaining and worthwhile....more
Trash is a compilation from the thoughts of different people about their contributions to the story. We first hear from the point of view of Raphael,Trash is a compilation from the thoughts of different people about their contributions to the story. We first hear from the point of view of Raphael, who finds this bag with a wallet full of money, an I.D., and, most interesting of all, a key. He splits the money between himself and Gardo, his best friend (he gets 60% for finding it). As they were enjoying this chicken Raphael's money bought, the police suddenly arrives. The police announces that they're looking for a bag and his description fits the bag that Raphael found. For some strange reason though Raphael refuses to tell the police that he found it even though there was a huge reward for it. He felt that he had to know what's behind it first... which plunges him, Gardo, and a boy they recruited into their little group, Rat, into a chase for the truth. Can three trash boys who had no proper education (Rat couldn't even read) outsmart the police force and a politician and get into the bottom of what's they're caught up in?
The reason I took so long to finish this rather short (for me) book is that I forgot about it. Seriously. I forgot about this book and when I do remember I couldn't find it. It was only recently that I found it (like yesterday) and finished it yesterday.
I sincerely enjoyed the book. It's so obviously based on the Philippines and, as a Filipino, I can clearly see the truth in its pages. Everything about it - from the corruption of those in the government and the police force, the pollution, the life of those in the slums, the need for money, the lack of education - hit close to home. If you're familiar with what's going on in the Philippines, you'd see the truth in its pages too. And that's what makes me sad. The Philippines has so much potential and used to be the top Asian country in the world, but now it's a third-world country that's quickly degrading as selfish people and foreign countries take advantage of its natural resources while the vast majority of its population do nothing.
Still, the book shows hope that someone too might stand up for what is right even if it means at the cost of his life. That a hero of justice will reveal those in the wrong for the evil people they are.
Oh, and I have to mention that those bits with the Bible were absolutely wonderful. The letter in the end was heart-wrenching and I sincerely believed that the writer was smiling as he saw the fruits of his labor.
The only downside of this book is that it was too short. I would have preferred if there was newspaper articles about the results of what Raphael and the others did. Still, highly recommended! I love Trash!...more