These novels are no longer 'a little problematic' for me, they are filed under full blown 'what the hell were they thinking'.
The issues I had with theThese novels are no longer 'a little problematic' for me, they are filed under full blown 'what the hell were they thinking'.
The issues I had with the slut shaming that was gradually appearing in the last two books have been pushed squarely into the light here.
I don't know what I am supposed to think. Am I supposed to agree with Zoey, and believe that any expression of sexual lust makes you a ho? And if that is the case, Zoey herself is the biggest 'ho' in this book.
What I want to be told, is how no girl, young or old, should ever have to deal with the label 'ho' or 'hag'. What I want is a open honest discussion of female sexual desire, without said female being made to look like a slut OR having been taken advantage of by an older male. I want realistic female friendships, where forgiveness is a way of life and one doesn't have to be reminded of their past constantly.
It was too messy. The possibility that these books held were finally overtaken by a misguided idea of 'cutting edge'. It's clear Cast has some kind of message, somewhere. I am just not sure I actually prescribe to it myself.
I'm not sure I'll be reading on in this series. Although maybe I'll try one more to find out if Zoey realises her constant slut shaming does no good for anyone, including herself.
Aphrodite, as always, is fabulous. Those stars are for her and her alone....more
Well, okay, it's getting a bit problematic for me now.
Here's the thing. If you are going to create a character, that is mostly made up of what can onlWell, okay, it's getting a bit problematic for me now.
Here's the thing. If you are going to create a character, that is mostly made up of what can only be described as inane stream of conciousness, please make that character more interesting to read.
I don't really have a problem with Zoey, in fact, I think she is quite readable. What I have a problem with is how she views other girls. In particular, her propensity to refer to other girls as hos and hags.
I think The Cast's could have had something a tiny bit brilliant here, if they had made their protagonist aware of the labels pasted on to boys and girls alike. They could have created a strong female, aware of her own mind and still discovering more of herself. Instead, I have to read about how wearing too much black eye liner is a no-no, and how any kind of sexual desire immediately makes you a slut.
To which I say, don't knock it till you try it, lover. And seeing as Zoey herself is battling with a strong bout of bloodlust, to which she actually gave in a little, I'm not entirely sure what the overlying message is supposed to be.
Add to this growing uncomfortable feeling I have whenever Damien is on scene. We get it, he's gay. You don't have to actually introduce him as your gay friend every time he pops into your head. It would also be a little better for equality and LGBT rights if you didn't subscribe to every god damned gay stereotype out there. It is leaving quite the bad taste in my mouth.
I will admit, however, to being truly moved by the whole Stevie-Ray storyline. I'm a sap, sue me....more
This one time, the main character Milly, 32, got to work late because she overslept. She had been writing in heWell at least it was over with quickly.
This one time, the main character Milly, 32, got to work late because she overslept. She had been writing in her diary till late! How quirky! There is a cast of characters, all who sound the same. A few of them are written phonetically, which always pisses me off in a story. Stereoypical Turkish hotel owner, common pornography workers, American movie executives; this book had them all.
The narrative jumped all over the place between a variety of characters, the storyline was predictable with no where near enough humour to make it worthwhile. The main characters magically fell in love, but only once he had realised this was the film writter he had been searching for all along. When she was just a hotel receptionist, whatever. He didn't have time to think about it.
I am very rarely this harsh about a novel, because anybody that has actually written one, published it and had Graham Norton to review it on the front cover, deserves kudos.
At best it was a modern day farce. At worst it was a steaming pile of shite I wish I had never rented out of the library. ...more
I'm going to admit defeat. I am 350 pages in and can take no more.
It is a rare day when I can not bare to finish reading a book. It goes against all tI'm going to admit defeat. I am 350 pages in and can take no more.
It is a rare day when I can not bare to finish reading a book. It goes against all the ways in which my brain works.
But this book? THIS BOOK? It is bad. Real bad. I have no idea what it is about. I am 350 pages in AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT IS ABOUT. I mean. Is it about insanity? Is it God? Is it demons? Is it fate? Is it life? Is it love? Is it writing? BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW, YOU GUYS!
This is made all the more painful for me, because I adored Zafon's first novel. It was my favourite read on 2010 if I remember correctly. It was whimsical, and funny, and genuine, and a little bit soap opera, but GOOD.
THIS ONE IS NOT. It has driven me to lots of caps lock. It has driven me to drinking cider. It has driven me to become brilliant at procrastinating reading a book. My kitchen cupboards are SPARKLING. My bedroom has been decorated. I have read all the archives from lainey gossip for THE YEAR.
What I'm saying, is it's disappointing. Because I believe Zafon has glorious style and wit. But none of it is displayed in these pages. I do not care enough about the main character to want to read about him. I also feel like I am being bashed over the head by somebodies religious (or lack there of) world views, and it isn't even being discreetly done. A character has been created, for the SOLE PURPOSE of telling the proverbial reader how silly and deluded we are as humans. The mystery is not so much mystery as confusion. And it isn't even interesting confusion, it's just plain old 'What A Load Of Rubbish' confusion.
I love Zafon's love of words and literature and writing. I just do not love this book.
Brilliant first novel. The Geek got this early last year but I have only got around to reading it now.
The thing I loved, (other than the obvious hauntBrilliant first novel. The Geek got this early last year but I have only got around to reading it now.
The thing I loved, (other than the obvious haunting and emotive illustrations working alongside the strong character development) was how well the inevitable underlying idea of life is brought out.
You have hoards and cities full of zombies, not truly dead but not really living. Or at least only living for what they are not. I think it was clever how Kirkman brought out this strand of the living characters having to figure out exactly what makes the zombies tick. This is a concept that is usually taken for granted in zombie-lore. We know what zombies want! Brains, brains, brains! But is this all that makes them tick? It was the moving scenes where they left Jim to turn that really rang home for me. They left him there, because despite this hopeless situation, despite the probability that he was just going to turn into another one of the desperate mass, there was the idea that he might be reunited with this family. This humanising concept of hope within all situations is later highlighted in Shane's character. Just as it is Jim's hope that ultimately allows himself to become a zombie, it is Shane's hope that drives him crazy. The idea of believing that help is just around the corner, when it never appears to be, is his ultimate downfall. (Along with the fact he wants to bone his partners wife again. Bastard.)
The question is, if this is what hope does, what is there to live for? Do you create new rules to live by? Do we become identified in our humanity by greater concepts? What are we fighting to survive for if there is no hope?
Well really this has all the things that I should love about a book. *Dystopian setting. *Zombies (who technically aren't zombies, but whatever, they aWell really this has all the things that I should love about a book. *Dystopian setting. *Zombies (who technically aren't zombies, but whatever, they are.) *A potential kick ass female protagonist.
But it only managed two stars, and here are three reasons why.
1. I wanted more from the world. Granted it got there a little bit towards the end, but overall there are too many questions for me. Why did the powers that be allow the radio's to work for 3 years? Only cutting them off 2 weeks previous to the action we witness? Were the flashbacks at the beginning of each chapter supposed to be random? Or were we supposed to find hidden meaning within them? Was that one particular flashback in which Sherry was really sick a foreshadowing? Is she actually immune from the rabies?
Am I reading too much into her chewing on her pen and ending up with a black mouth? Is this a metaphorical jibe at how death and disease will haunt and follow her everywhere? I THINK I AM!
2. Lord have mercy, there are grotesque, inhumane monsters chasing you but we still have time for romancin'. Which, I know, I know. This is YA. This is what YA does. Don't complain about a genre that is very open and honest about what it is. But really? If we are going to have some romancin' can it at least be a little heart fluttering? Because Joshua cupping Sherry's face multiple times kind of doesn't do it for me. Not only that. Where did it come from?! She kissed him on the cheek once and all of a sudden he likes her like that? It felt contrived and too easy. I can cope with it only because it's not a triangle. But so help me God, if that dude from her past happens to saunter back in and cause havoc for the romancin', I might choke.
(As a side note. I really liked Joshua's character. I think he was the better developed of the bunch, showing a range of emotions and reactions over the course of the novel. Sure, he was clunky at times, and some of the time we were told how he was feeling because Sherry amazingly read it on his face. But I think he was interesting. Sue me.)
3. Sherry herself. I'm actually waiting for the follow up novels before I fully decide. But right now it feels as though Winnacker is trying too hard at making her the kick ass female she wants her to be. Sherry didn't play with dolls growing up, she preferred building blocks! She was a bit of a fighter in her past life, beating up bullies and learning to shoot! She takes care of her parents, because she is so mature! I just don't know. I need to be shown this stuff, not told it. And what I was shown was a female character, who despite hoards of Weepers wanting to kill her, was still concerned about killing these things that had once been human. Her constant moralising on whether it was wrong or right to kill the insane beasts chasing you down, just didn't cut it for me. These aren't ducks we're talking about! You're not out shooting for sport with your father! You're trying to rescue your father! Get with the programme and shoot some zombies in the head already! That would have made her a little more bad ass for me.
Overall I think the biggest twist was left till the end, where it was info dumped on us by the previously voiceless character. It is this twist alone that will keep me reading the series. It won't be because I found anything deep and meaningful and clever in this novel. Because in general, I think it was zombie killing interspersed with romancin'.
It was a quick, mostly enjoyable read. It didn't annoy me greatly and I think there are even a few glimpses of greatness in some of the flashbacks to Sherry's literal other life. But I was kinda' hoping for more....more