Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

Friday, January 14, 2011

Revolution Review (Jennifer Donnelly)

Synopsis: Brooklyn: Andi Alpers is on the edge. She's angry at her father for leaving, angry at her mother for not being able to cope, and heartbroken by the loss of her younger brother, Truman. Rage and grief are destroying her. And she's about to be expelled from Brooklyn Heights' most prestigious private school when her father intervenes. Now Andi must accompany him to Paris for winter break.

Paris:
Alexandrine Paradis lived over two centuries ago. She dreamed of making her mark on the Paris stage, but a fateful encounter with a doomed prince of France cast her in a tragic role she didn't want - and couldn't escape. Two girls, two centuries apart. One never knowing the other. But when Andi finds Alexandrine's diary, she recognizes something in her words and is moved to the point of obsession. There's comfort and distraction for Andi in the journal's antique pages - until, on a midnight journey through the catacombs of Paris, Alexandrine's words transcend pages and time, and the past becomes suddenly terrifyingly present.

Review: Yet another review on a book that I could not - and won't - finish. I hope that this is not the case for all the new-release books I read. I tried to finish Revolution - I was willing to give it the benefit of the doubt. But after 196 pages out of 471, 31 chapters, and 15 s-words later, I shut its cover for good with a small, sad shake of the head.

First things first - the book is written in first-person, present-tense narrative. I hate present-tense books - it just gives the Author a "legitimate" (so some say) reason to use choppy sentences. Revolution was no exception. Second thing: Andi is one of the the most aggravating, selfish, disrespectful, idiotic, unappreciative adolescent leading-lady characters I have ever encountered. I could not stand her from the very beginning. I know that she has suffered from a traumatic experience, but it seems that she just uses that as an excuse for an attitude that was already there.

Note: the reason I don't read modern-set stories very often is because nine times out of ten, they concern dysfunctional families, depressed artistic mothers, workaholic jerky dads, a juvenile delinquent daughter - and brother, usually, unless that brother is too young to be a juvenile delinquent, in which case he is a superfluous character who is there to make the Reader feel even more miserable and depressed. That is all Revolution seemed to be about! Life has too many of these the way it is - why would anyone want to read a book about it?!

But what about Alexandrine? Through the first 17 chapters, I kept telling myself to just read until Andi found the journal - then maybe things would improve. Well, the parts with the journal are better - but not enough. Perhaps I would have been willing to wade through more of it if the journal entries didn't present just as many expletives as the rest of the book. And the modern slang Alexandrine used drove me up a wall. Another thing that drove me up a wall and made the journal parts irritating to read was the fact that when a character spoke, there are no quotation marks.

Content-wise - well, there's language. 2 g--damns, 15 s-words, and 1 f-word. In the little bit that I read - no doubt there is more. There are sexual references, but none of it explicit - again, in what little I read, so if you read this book and there is a scene somewhere beyond Chapter 32, do not blame me - I didn't read that far. What is probably the most disturbing content is how often Andi considers - and attempts - to kill herself, as well as drug abuse. A young teenage girl struggling with this issue is too real and too close to home for a lot of people to make it a comfortable read, and I found myself constantly angry at Andi - but also wanting her to die simply because, as the narrator and heroine, I found her excessively annoying.

Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly does not come recommended.


Star Rating: 1/5 (didn't like it)

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Camilla Review (Madeleine L'Engle)

Synopsis: Fifteen-year-old Camilla Dickinson has led a sheltered life on the Upper East Side of New York City with her architect father and stunningly beautiful mother. But this winter the security she has always known is vanishing as her parents' marriage begins to crumble - and Camilla is caught in the middle. She finds a way to escape her troubles when she meets Frank, her best friend's brother, who is someone she can really talk to about life, death, God, and her dream of becoming an astronomer. As Camilla and Frank roam the streets together lost in conversation and he introduces her to people who are so different from those she has met before, he opens her eyes to worlds beyond her own, almost as if he were a telescope helping her to see the stars.

Review: I can see this book being enjoyed by certain people, but for me it was a waste of time. I don't care for coming-of-age stories and families being ripped apart by cheating parents and divorces. I don't care to read about adolescent romances or the pubescent thoughts of girls - or especially boys. I simply don't care. It doesn't make for an interesting story and it lacks plotline and villains. It also leaves one feeling depressed, because no one - once they have gone through puberty - desires to read about it and bring all of those horrid memories back again.

It was depressing. Utterly depressing! I like family dramas, but only when they involve nations going to war like the Medieval and Elizabethan eras. Or Mongolian tribal fights. Not when it is about day-to-day family dramas involving simply messed-up people who care only for themselves and not their children. Life is too full of such situations. I certainly cannot see how someone who has come from that background would enjoy reading a book about it! I don't come from such a situation and I didn't enjoy Camilla. The only redeeming quality about this story was the era that it takes place in. But that's it.

I won't be buying Camilla by Madeleine L'Engle. It wasn't poorly written - though whenever Camilla's mother's dialogue came up, I groaned. Very choppy and annoying to read, - but the storyline was uninteresting, depressing, and the ending extremely abrupt - as endings for stories with no storyline tend to be.


Overall Rating: KK