I finished it three weeks ago so my thoughts about 'Revolver' are hazy now.
But what I still remember is that the book took it's time to build up suspe...moreI finished it three weeks ago so my thoughts about 'Revolver' are hazy now.
But what I still remember is that the book took it's time to build up suspense. What I liked about it was the writer's method of explaining the situation that is happening by explaining the past. You deduce, on your own, the meaning of the present through the things that happened before.
Plus, the ending was pretty clever and witty. It blew me away.
I lost most of the points I wanted to mention right after finishing this (I'm writing this after 6 days of reading it), so I'm going to stick to a sho...moreI lost most of the points I wanted to mention right after finishing this (I'm writing this after 6 days of reading it), so I'm going to stick to a short, vague comment about Nevermore.
Nevermore was a pretty interesting read written with an awesome imagination. The dream world totally blew me off (I hope I don't seem like I'm exaggerating :P). I wished I could just conjure it up and that it really existed even though it isn't exactly dreamy.
I couldn't buy the Edgar Allan Poe relation with Varen until I understood the concept behind the dreamworld. I guess some readers would feel the same.
The romance was very subtle and barely noticable. At least it doesn't leave me wondering what boring relationship the protagonists would have for the rest of the series. There's still so many things to happen between them, which would be written for sure in the next books.
The ending was the perfect cliff-hanger anybody could think of. It didn't leave us all in questions with loose ends like other books of the same genre (a lame way of making us buy the next book).
Anybody that stops right here would be satisfied because the conflict in Nevermore was solved, and the only thing that leaves us hanging is the other conflict that arose with the conflict here being solved.
This book automatically wins brownie points for having a five year old narrator for something aimed at adults, with all its dark and bleak-slash-hopef...moreThis book automatically wins brownie points for having a five year old narrator for something aimed at adults, with all its dark and bleak-slash-hopeful themes. How the author managed to write up Jack convincingly I’m still wondering.
I liked how Ma created this whole independent environment for Jack with barely anything. Jack grew up a normal kid—as normal as anyone in his situation can get at least. He’s also pretty observant for a kid, it makes it worse on the days when his Ma’s Gone or especially upset because he’s not an oblivious child who’d just go on and play.
I can’t comment about the plot without giving it away but I thought it was convincing how things played out in the end (there was a part that was just crazy though).
Oh, and this is not really about the kidnapping or the crime itself, it's a lot more about this special bond between Ma and Jack, and the small sacrifices we don't really consider(crime fans would be disappointed but I recommend the book anyway).(less)
Whoa. When I started the book, I thought I was getting one serial killer but I got two instead.
The good part:
It wasn't hard for me to be completely a...moreWhoa. When I started the book, I thought I was getting one serial killer but I got two instead.
The good part:
It wasn't hard for me to be completely absorbed in the book. The crimes in the book were just too messy and twisted. If I didn't read the author's background, I would've thought him nuts. Are you freaking kidding me? Here's a chilling part from the tenth page (it doesn't reveal more than the synopsis at the back):
Hunter stood perfectly still. His eyes absorbing the scene as the adrenalin flooded his senses. On the stone floor just outside the confessional, surrounded by a pool of blood, the decapitated cassock lay on its back. It's been purposely positioned. Its legs were stretched out. Its arms crossed over it's chest. But Hunter's main focus was on the head. A dog's head. It's been attached to a wooden spike and then rammed down the neck's stump, making the body on the floor look a qrotesque, human/dog mutation. The dog's lips were dark purple. Its thin, long tongue has stained black with blood and was hanging to the left of the deformed mouth. The eyes were wide open and a dull milky white. Its short fur was caked a dark red. Hunter took a step forward and crouched down next to the body. He wasn't an expert in dog breeding, but he could tell that the head used was that of a street mutt.
I almost forgot the feeling a good crime book can bring. The Executioner was a perfect suspence novel--the suspense made me go from short chapter to short chapter like a maniac. Not a single moment (almost) was spent for nothing. With every page, a new thing has been discovered. I only was able to deduce who the killer was correctly in the last 100 pages, so I guess that must count for something.
The bad part:
I thought Detective Robert Hunter was too good. It annoyed me how typical it was that he was the detective that never missed a thing and his parter was the one of lesser intellect. Hunter was doing most of the reasoning and thinking while Detective Garcia wasn't contributing to much except for legwork and continuing Hunter's sentences when it's too obvious. It doesn't make sense for him to be such a high-leveled detective with the deducing skills of an amateur. Carter hadn't thought of this well.
Another thing that annoyed the living daylight out of me was a fling scene in the middle when things were getting too good. It didn't affect the storyline at all and was even with a character that we never got to know. There doesn't have to be any romance subplot in crime stories. Who even made that rule?
And how come 99% of the women in the book are attractive? I swear, if you read the book, you'd notice most of it's female characters (even secondary characters) were attractive.
Plus, Hunter's character was one-dimentional. He was there because of the plot and not the other way around.
Nicholas Dane was a school-skipper, a casual smoker, a theiver-on-whim at 14. That is, until his mom died because of an over-dose. His mom's best frie...moreNicholas Dane was a school-skipper, a casual smoker, a theiver-on-whim at 14. That is, until his mom died because of an over-dose. His mom's best friend, Jenny, fought to get custody of him but he was eventually shipped off to Meadow Hill, a home just to the likes of Nick.
"It was with a sense of horror that Nick understood that the old man before him had been carrying on with the same tricks ever since. Twenty years? Can it really have been so long? And how many years before that? And how many boys? How many Nick Danes and Olivers...How many Joneses had this wicked old man damaged to destruction?" Nicholas Dane, page 405 (Paperback edition)
I was asking myself that exactly as I was reading the book, to finally see Burgess address it to us in the conclusion--because it's not an end really. The story of Nick Dane is only one of many.
'Nicholas Dane' is not for everybody, it concerns crime in all forms, sexual abuse, jail, orphaned kids, uncaring parents..etc.
It may seem like a pretty bleak novel, but it's not. In Nick, there's the hope that even after all the shit he's been through (and he's seen all kinds of shit) that he'd move on. Not exactly forget, just live with the past's hauntings.
It felt like Burgess was pleading the readers to give people on the streets (for lack of a better term) a chance. There's a reason for the way they became, whether: drug addicts, sexual abusers, physical abusers, serial killers, criminals.
I liked Nick and Davey, and even Jones (I understood why he became the person he was) and Sunshine, maybe Red. But I felt like there was a distance put between the reader and the characters.
Burgess wrote like a second-hand observer and he's letting us in on what he heard/saw, or what felt like re-telling the story.
It worked in making all the characters feel real, but it made it hard to reach out for them.
In the end, I'm still wondering: how many Nick Danes and Olivers..how many Joneses the world doesn't know about? (less)
When I started reading this, I had a fair idea of what was going to happen eventually. Not the how, but the what--if that even makes sense.
Cait said s...moreWhen I started reading this, I had a fair idea of what was going to happen eventually. Not the how, but the what--if that even makes sense.
Cait said she'd cry herself a story, said it was better than to let sadness die inside her. And she did. She wrote the events of 2 weeks, with complete honesty. It made me think: was that all it takes to write a good story? Tell the truth and be honest?
Brooks writes in a very smooth and casual yet not so usual way. He's pretty convincing as a girl and he seemed to know exactly what went down Cait's head.
As to Lucas, I liked him but didn't get attached to him the way I did with Cait. Or so I thought.
I hadn't thought just how much I really liked lucas until the last 150 pages to go and I knew what was going to happen as I kept on reading with a sinking heart.
I couldn't bring myself to read as things were getting worse and worse with every turn of the page and false and annoying accusations were made about him.
These last hundred pages were the hardest pages I've ever read and I know this probably comes as dramatic but no--its true.
Things were so intense I couldn't rest and I eventually flipped the last page as my throat was closing on me 'cause I was on the verge of tears (I NEVER cry or feel like crying at anything. Not soap operas, not depressing books about dying so this was a change) and sadness was taking hold of me.
I was shocked at the amount of depression I felt for Lucas long after I put the book down. But it slowly evaporated and I was left with nothing behind and then did I realize that what I felt was how Cait exactly was feeling. Do you get me? Cait's pain was so real I felt it.
This is the second book of brooks that I'm reading and the second one of his going to my faves. (less)
I would've given this book only one star if not for the luring writing and the gripping narrative. But things got so slow when t...moreWhy was it only okay?
I would've given this book only one star if not for the luring writing and the gripping narrative. But things got so slow when the plot was almost reaching the climax, and I had a few "bumps in the road" so to speak.
I know I'm not making sense so far but this is how I felt. First of all, the idiot narrator (David) is in love with a woman that doesn't deserve him (her personality annoyed me: so selfish and boring, I hated that she stringed him along depending on her whims) and couldn't see who he should've ended with in the first place.
When Isabella was first introduced in the story somewhere in the first quarter, I had my hopes up he's going to move on.
Things were going completely fine till what David liked to call "the boss" showed up. Heck, the story went downhill afterwards.
It was like Zafon was stretching the story, the pace getting slower and slower evidently. I wanted more Isabella-David moments, they're so cute together! But no, he had to....SPOILER, NOT TELLING!
Anyway, I read the epilogue after reaching pg 350 or something (giving up on the story line) and found out the ending.
You know what? After all of this, I still don't regret the 300 pages I read. Sometimes the writing quality (kudos to the translator, great job) just makes up for what regretfully turned out to be a disappointing and a not-so-good book.(less)
I loved this book! I think everybody knows what happens when you love a book, it's really hard to put the feelings into words in a review. So hang in...moreI loved this book! I think everybody knows what happens when you love a book, it's really hard to put the feelings into words in a review. So hang in there!
Looking back, the summary on the back on the book was very vague and didn't give away anything so I'm not going to add anything else to it because it's more exciting~
Gabriel wakes up in a shabby flat to find blood on the floor where his head used to be. A horrible gash is in his head and a bag full of Hungarian florints (100,000 pounds) on the table. He can't remember who he is and even his last name. He struggles to remember what happened before the moment he woke up and tries to make sense of the strange and haunting dreams and demons that fill his days.
I thought of this book at first to be weird fiction--very weird fiction-- but it turned to be a fairly 'simple' book overall.
I think everybody would feel the same about Gabriel, I wished I was there for him when he felt lonely. He's a very realistic character (I can't bring myself to read the character part again, he's real and I'm having a fan-club one day Y_Y).
The writing is amazing. Never boring, not a single page wasted for fillers, and so vivid and imaginative.
I don't think all and sundry would like 'The Ninth Circle' because of it's more religious themes.
There was even a part in the last 70/50 pages or so that said Allah and other Gods weren't real. I found it offensive and annoying for a moment (I'm a muslim) but I thought I should respect the author's opinion. She's a Christian, so of course she'd think her religion's the right one but I wish she hadn't said that they didn't exist at all. I believe in the God the Christians pray to, and the God the Jews pray to. I personally believe they're all the same, only the details and stories are different.
I didn't want the book to finish, I want to know what happens to the rest of the characters. It's impossible to just leave it hanging there, there's a lot coming up in the future of the world of "The Ninth Circle" so I really (very desperately) hope that Alex would write a sequel.
Overall, this was a great read. One of the best books I've read this year.(less)
Nineteen years ago, 12-year-old Steven Lamb's Uncle Billy disappeared when Billy was only 11 and Steven's Mom and Billy's sister, Lettie, was 14 on hi...moreNineteen years ago, 12-year-old Steven Lamb's Uncle Billy disappeared when Billy was only 11 and Steven's Mom and Billy's sister, Lettie, was 14 on his way back from school. And even after 19 years, his Grandma still stands by the window and waits for her long-lost son to come back.
His Mom thought it was the serial killer Arnold Avery (that was caught for six child crimes) that has kidnapped and killed Uncle Billy, but nobody was able to prove it and she had dismissed it.
But Steven, seeing his Grandma as this unloving person and wishing things were different with his Mom, takes finding Uncle Billy his case ever since he found out about it from his Mom when he was 9. And for three years he had been digging and digging in Exmoor with no results for his dead Uncle Billy's body.
But then, his teacher's comment about how well he writes letters had given him an idea. He could send letters to Avery in jail, of course, and ask him about his Uncle Billy. Ask him about what really happened and where his body is buried.
I really liked this book. Belinda Bauer's debut is a great way to start a writing career.
The idea's very original and distubing. Think about it: a twelve year old obssessing about his missing Uncle Billy's body and digging for it as soon as he goes back home until 7p.m. And then contacting a serial killer!
Belinda's writing style is beautiful, her words slide off the page and create the images for us as if we're watching them. And she draws Steven's personality as if she believes he's real and so makes us believe in it.
If you're tired of poorly-sketched characters, horrible and choppy writing, and too-repeated plots--then this is the perfect book for you!