Magic Bites by Ilona Andrews
I’ll admit that I judged this
book by its cover before I even started reading it. I do this all the time, and
I know I shouldn’t. To me, this book just looked cheesy and lame and I knew I
was going to have some serious problems with the pouty, I’m-so-hardcore girl on
the cover. Sometimes it’s nice to be
surprised when you’re expectations are shattered.
I just don’t like Kate Daniels
though. It just feels like she’s forcing that attitude too much. Sure, sure,
the attitude is her defence mechanism and her way of not getting crushed by the
weight of the world on her shoulders. It still feels too ‘put on’ though, and
if it was really a defence mechanism it would need to be a lot more solid than
it is. I could just be being really
picky though. I have a problem with finding any female characters believable,
whether it’s in books, movies, TV shows or games. I hold female characters up
to a much closer scrutiny than I do any male character. Perhaps it’s a role
model thing. When I was younger I was looking for the perfect role model – not
too girly, not too ice-queen, strong but not intimidating, independent yet not
isolated – the list could go on for pages. If I’d read this book when I was 13
I think I would have become the world’s biggest Kate Daniels fan girl. Now, all
I can see are her flaws. Can anyone say “jaded”? Also, she wants to be Buffy.
The universe is really quite
intricate and deep and well-constructed. Much more so than I was expecting, but
then the whole book has turned out to be more than I was expecting. I did feel
like I’d been thrown in the deep end somewhat though. It took me a while to
start feeling like I wasn’t coming in halfway through a movie and playing catch
up to try and understand how the world we’re in functions. I think a little more world building would
have helped me feel immersed in the book a bit quicker.
About halfway through the book I
realised that I had completely forgotten that I was supposed to hate it.
Actually, I was enjoying it. It’s got no literary pretences; it’s not going to
give you a new outlook on life. It’s the written equivalent of a summer action
blockbuster designed to distract you from the real world and just let you enjoy
the mindlessness of it for a while. And I think that’s ok. If that’s what the
aim was then it has been well achieved. I didn’t want to read this book because
it had a pouty girl on the cover. I read it anyway, gearing myself up to tear
it to shreds. Instead I got a swift reminder that I should stop being such a
pretentious snob.
4 out of 5 unimaginatively named
swords. Yeah, seriously, that’s what you
called it?
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