This book reads like a movie that got stuck in developmental hell for too long.
I started this with low expectations. Mostly I wanted to spend time with Royce and Hadrian again even if the story isn't all that. And after reading about how the book came to be in the first place, expectations were certainly low... yet here we are.
The plot should be interesting. In theory. We have the main plot, the subplot that is connected to the main one (which is a more mystical/mysterious one), and various other smaller character related plotlines that are all interconnected. But it's such a mess.
It's in the way everything develops where you can see Sullivan might have spent too much time with plot of this one. The conflicts that come up in the first half, during the meandering section of the book, are unimaginative, boring, with the most lazy resolutions. Miscommunications, jealousy, dumb shenanigans where the characters feel as if written by a fan.
Throughout the whole book we're told how the characters feel, what they feel, what they think, and that's already on top of the author over explaining things for no reason. Infodumps happen via one person explaining (thing) to another person. It's repetitive, it's lazy. And the more the book goes on, the worse it gets - in the latter half there a few moments where characters are speculating some pretty interesting things concerning unknown, mysterious elements that we encounter. But they're not speculations so much as the truth of the matter, another form of infodumping. It's so frustrating.
Any time something interesting is happening, it’s gets ruined by one or more of the problems listed in the above two paragraphs. The historical elements that were brought up were interesting but… yeah I have nothing positive to say.
The main antagonist has sort of unclear motivations (going back and forth between wanting revenge and wanting to prove his love, but then also disregarding his wife????).
The way women are written, specifically in the first 30%, is horrible for no real reason - they get insulted, shamed, objectified. Gwen gets compared to a child multiple times:
- 'Gwen didn’t answer. Instead, she smiled at the melting magpie between them like a little girl with a secret. Something had happened — an event massive enough to reduce the-fearless-former-prostitute-turned-madam- and-successful-businesswoman into a bashful child.'
- 'In that instant, Gwen returned to herself. Gone was the timid child playing dress-up, and back was the formidable woman in comfortable shoes kicking up her feet.'
- 'She had changed the direction of fate; […] And like a child who had broken a plate, Gwen worried about the consequences.'
which I find to be in truly poor taste , particularly because it's directed at GWEN she also cries so much. Why?
Millie's plotline is more than stupid. After two conversations with this almost random girl, Hadrian being told by Gwen to "remember, she's not the one". I can't take it seriously. The way Sullivan has Hadrian interact with women (in all books) makes me dislike the character at times. Such as:
- 'Millificent was absolutely not a typical woman, but as it turned out, Miss LeDeye wasn’t all that much older than a girl. She had seemed mature and worldly on stage, but up close he guessed she was no more than seventeen. The dress, the makeup, that voice, and the dark all conspired to hide the child behind sophisticated curtains. But when she moved those hips and rolled her shoulders, Hadrian conceded that no — Miss LeDeye was not a child.'
Just… no. (You can get a stroke reading that lmao)
And don't even get me started on Pickles...
All of this is making me question my recollection of both the Revelations and other books in the Chronicles.... surely they were not written like this? I remember them very fondly, they were a fun read. No great work of fiction, but fun.
Let it be known I didn't dnf out of love for these characters (and, yes, out of spite), and I hope this is the last book Sullivan writes with them. Just let it go.