I was really impressed with Son of a Witch's predecessor, Wicked. Written a decade earlier, Wicked had a set purpose - beyond the art of storytelling (and the story WAS wonderful), Wicked had an underlying intention of exploring the many possible roots of evil.



Son of a Witch falls flat. It serves merely as a continuance of Wicked's story line, and altogether abandons the philosophical wonderings of Wicked. Like the younger sibling being asked by teachers, "Why can't you be more like your older sibling?" -- the second in the series would have probably been fine as a standalone, but as a follow-up, it's disappointing.



I gave it three stars -- the story develops nicely, but it's just a nice story. There's nothing more to it.



I almost feel as if Maguire wrote the sequel as an answer to a decade of demand - his readership wanting to know "what happened next?" - instead of in answer to his own personal desire to create and write. It's lacking.