RiffMonkey

I had picked this book to read for our book club and I am betrayed by my own choices. I disliked it immensely and don't think I would have kept on reading if I read it on my own. I noticed quite quickly that I didn't like the writing style, I left the prose was very flowery and cliche in a way. I didn't connect with any of the characters as they were literally all the same fucking person. 

Besides that fact, the story was not enjoyable. I had heard this described as a story of female empowerment, and I have no idea who the fuck thought that. The entire novel is about women in every generation being raped and abused and saying nothing, telling no one and just all around being the most docile little pushovers. They had absolutely no dimension and were defined often by either one thing or simply their relationship to a man. 

During the reading of this book, I have read multiple books featuring abusive relationships all of which are better and more believably portrayed than this. All of the men in this book were fucking assholes and the lesson of the story also seems to be ‘all men are trash'. You could make a drinking game of all the abuse triggery shit these men do and you would be black-out drunk by the end. 

The ending was also in no way satisfying. I was waiting very long for the magical realism this book is supposed to contain and had seen nothing of until literally the last 40 pages. When it finally showed up it was underwhelming and honestly boring. There were certain parts in the ending and epilogue where it was clear this was supposed to be an emotional bit and it all just fell flat. 

Initially I was really excited. I have wanted to read this book for a while. It was supposedly a complicated experimental, weirdly formatted horror novel that was ‘very scary' to quote a vague memory I have of someone somewhere saying that. But sadly it wasn't that great. 

First off, it really wasn't that scary. There were some parts that were scary, notably one in the beginning and one at the very end. However that was really it. The way this is told in this academic analysis of a film totally takes you out of the narrative. It not only does this in tiny snippets but also in giant pages and pages long chapters that really serve absolutely no purpose other than apparently explaining the nature of an echo for 20 pages. 

But besides that, this novel was incredibly sexist. All of the female characters are described as beautiful, they mostly all fuck Johnny for some fucking reason. Vividly described sex scenes in the middle of scary passages exploring a creepy house are not only completely unnecessary and not at all adding to the plot or the vibe or literally everything, but they also show the characters to be extremely misogynistic. Not only the natator but also basically every character in this whole fucking book. It is honestly a miracle I got through it at all. 

By the end reading this had become a chore because I could not leave a 700-page book unfinished when I was already halfway through. The idea was so interesting and I thoroughly enjoyed the pages of passages describing the explorations and rescue attempts. However I do feel about 300 pages could have been sliced and it would legit be better. Those extra words didn't add anything to it and only made it worse. 

I am highly disappointed and I would not recommend this at all. 

This is an epic fantasy if I ever read one. It is immensely long and sometimes hard to get through because it starts off very slowly, but the ending and its many reveals and twists are worth quite the wait. I do wish Shallan and Jasnah could have been slightly more involved but I suspect we will see much more of them in the second book. 

The length of all the books in this series is definitely holding me back however. Luckily I read a lot of books in a year but finishing this still feels like a whole ass achievement. I am sure I will be reading the next one, but I will definitely need a fucking break in between, damn. 

I have never read a book quite like this and I don't think I ever will again. It felt like this entire story was filled to the brim with countless metaphors and ways of viewing this story.  Every page felt like a poem, like the whole novel was one big poem. Or a love letter to love letters. 

Usually, I really enjoy it when authors explain every detail of their world and how everything works. Here their was barely any explanation and thought I understood everything I needed too, I still feel confused about how this world is supposed to work. But the beauty of it is that it's so important because it really doesn't matter for the story. I read the whole thing in one day, what a wild ride.  

One thing that did strike is that when reading the characters and the letters, Blue and Red did not have a very distinctive way of speaking, the letters could have been from the other person and I would not have been able to tell, which I found disappointing. But maybe that was the point? Honestly, thinking about this feels like interpreting a painting instead of reading a book. It was an absolutely unique experience I highly recommend. 

One of the scariest, actually terrifying books I have ever read in my life. This book made me crawl in my skin. Absolutely one of the best horror books I have read. I loved the characters and their interactions. The vibes were wonderfully horrific. Holy fucking shit. I hope Singer and Bible made it.