Throne of Glass, Sarah J. Maas. ISBN: 978-159990 6959
July 11, 2013
Meh.
Interesting concept, shatteringly unsuitable execution (no pun intended).
I really like the plot idea, and the idea for the main character. I
even don't mind the "magic is gone/no it really isn't/oh, there's
something DEEPER than magic instead!" switching around.
Instead, I mind (spoilers, lalalala) that a
child found sleeping beside two traumatically-murdered parents and then
raised by a heartless assassin master for 10 years, then caught with her
lover who dies while she's sent to a salt mine for a year and
brutalized by the guards while she's there, and then thrown into a life-or-death competition when she's still violently out of condition is presented as the vapid, clothes and
beauty-obsessed twit we see on display here.
I don't mind the snarking and taunts. I don't even mind the
penchant for candy and puppydogs. I mind that she's not acting like she
has been trained at all by anyone, and that she seems way too
comfortable with all these nobs around, and much too casual about a killer on the loose.
I mind that other than one instance before the climax, we don't get to
see any substantial evidence of her vaunted skills in action.
I mind the writing choices. If the competition is important to the
plotline (it's the macguffin, but still) then for the love of goats,
actually focus on it more than twice, and show us some consequences.
When the losers lose, they just vanish, no idea what torments they're
going back to or not. If the contests are continually so easy for our
heroine, then there should be more than one scene of her holding herself
back. Likewise, if the gruesome murders are important, then show us
them more than once. If the evil king is evil, show it! If the
mysterious princess is mysterious, then SHOW IT TO US.
Also, I'm getting really sick of literal deux-ex-machina
(or deus-ex-hallucination). It takes chutzpah to do it at all, and real
talent and writer's craft to do it well. This one fell with a thud -
you even knew it was coming, but it still didn't really seem inspiring
or powerful, just inevitable.
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