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405 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 26, 2015
Megan Shepherd knows how to write, she knows how to make you sympathize MCs, she knows how to intrigue and how to give you a mouth dropping cliffhanger. The concept of The cage intrigued me from the beginning. Here we have 6 narratives: Cora, Lucky, Nok, Rolf, Leon, Mali. They all were taken by some advanced alien race and were held by them in some kind of a very big enclosure, with different seasons changes.“I mean . . . it’s snowing fifty feet away, and here it’s seventy degrees. There’s a desert over that hill that goes on for miles. And I swear that sun hasn’t moved since I woke up hours ago.
They all in some kind of experiment and were chosen specifically (hello little white mouses) and need to follow the rules in oder to survive.“Why us?” Lucky asked.
The Caretaker’s black eyes shifted among them. “You each display valuable attributes. Strength. Morality. Beauty. You are, in your own ways, paragons of your species.”“We have three rules we require you to follow,” the Caretaker continued, oblivious of her fear, “which are for your own benefit and that of your species. The first is to solve the enrichment puzzles. This will strengthen your physical and mental conditioning. The second rule is to maintain your health by eating the food we provide for you, getting ample sleep, and cooperating in routine health assessments. The third rule is to ensure the continuation of your species by engaging in procreative activities.”
Uh-huh, procreative activities. You can see now, that they are all coupled according to their compatibility and soon they will have to start making babies or say goodbye to their lives. Cruel, manipulative, cold - this is all the words to describe the aliens (this race calls The Kindred) and let alone, that they are also do not look like humans (they resemble human form but still they are a lot different)A NEW FIGURE—A MAN—STOOD next to the cherry tree. He had to be close to seven feet tall. Something about his black uniform suggested a soldier, though Cora had never seen clothes like his before. They fit closely to the muscles of his arms and chest and moved with him so seamlessly that they were almost liquid cloth—except for the row of knots down one side. He wore a utility band slung across his chest, which glistened with equipment that looked far more advanced than the prototypes her father invested in. He carried himself as stiffly as a soldier in an army recruiting ad, with buzzed hair and the straight back of a warrior—except for a few key differences. His impressive height. His skin, which was somewhere in between the color of copper and bronze and reflected the sunlight like metal. And his eyes.
They had no irises. No whites. They were entirely black.
All this makes the Cage really interesting. Yes, it is not perfect, but every time I wanted to cry "Stupid." or "Don't believe this shit", author gave me a reasonable explanation and I was like "Hm, it is more complicated than I thought. I like it." I did not feel fooled by this explanations, they widened my perception of the world around and added little by little more information to create a complete picture. In other words, there wasn't one explanation about why things the way they are, there wasn't one opinion and it made story and MCs more complex and interesting to follow.
All of the above would've made a perfect picture for me if it wasn't for a romance. To believe in feelings between heroine and the alien was incredible for me, not because that is not possible: I read plenty of books about it, but in this case because of the way the aliens are, the romance was terrible. How can she love someone cold, inhuman, who presents experiments on you, for whom you are a subject and then fingers click and we are suppose to believe? Believe in what, that though this creature is terrifying he is also beautiful, that his clinical interest in you made your knees melt not in fear but in desire? And what is about this constant mention of a beauty without mentioning personality?Breath slipped from her. His was the face from her dreams. The most beautiful creature she had ever seen...
Then I got to know you. You weren’t anything like your dad. You were his victim. And my victim. And dammit—you were pretty. Even more pretty in person than on TV.
I did not feel love from either alien or human boy. The love triangle felt wrong and unnecessary: the human boy was just a destruction from romance between Cora and alien (Cassian) and the strange romance between Cora and Cassian were unrealistic and made my stomach twist not in a pleasant way. And moreover, closer to the end of the book the romance between Cora and Cassian out of the blue became heated and alien started to resemble humans. What the heck?
She kissed him back, showing him how a kiss was meant to be, though she hardly knew either. He learned fast. His people might not kiss, but she could tell by his heart thumping under her hand that he enjoyed it, that he responded to it the same way humans did. Quick breath. Radiating warmth. Hands running over every inch of her back, arms, waist, like he had imagined this all in his head a thousand times. Everywhere he touched her rippled in goose bumps. He wasn’t careful and gentle with her, not like Lucky had been. He knew she wouldn’t break.
It might look hot, but it won't once you read the book and seen the paradox yourself.
All in all, this book was good and could've been better without romance but as a thriller with strong characters and well-written twists. But today's fashion for romance in YA spoiled everything. Now we'll have star-crossed lovers in the next book and will forget about all the creepiness this romance was before? I don't think so. But I have to admit, romance aside, I want to know what's going to happen next. If you can stomach a very bad love triangle and enjoy the story, you should definitely read this book. As for me, I will wait too and see how the author will solve the tangle she created.
“There was one thing she had learned, living caught between the human and the Kindred world. It didn’t matter what race you came from: there were good and bad among every species.”
“This was what had changed, and it was so devastatingly simple: she had become a person to him; he had become a person to her. Human, Kindred—it didn’t matter. It was just her, and him, standing in the sea.”
“Why do you want to stay here so badly?” Cora snapped.
“It isn’t about staying here,” he said. “It’s about staying alive.”
People fall into the same routines of thinking day after day: toss an apple and it falls to the ground. Pick a flower and it withers. Fall asleep and wake the next morning.16-year-old Cora and four other teenagers wake up with no idea where they are or how they got there. As they slowly begin to trust each other, they realize that their situation is more desperate than it first appeared: not only are they not on Earth anymore, but they're the main exhibit of a twisted alien zoo. A zoo full of humans.
But this? This was like dropping an apple and having it fall toward the sun.