Stephanie
I can't say I enjoy this book, that would be awkward and wrong. Who enjoys a book so despicable, so gritty, so absolutely horrible in both plot and characters? You can't root for anyone in this book. Everyone has their own bit of ugliness that can't be redeemed. But, nonetheless, I found myself enjoying the mystery and finding out who did it. Quite impressed with Gillian Flynn.
Not the best ending to a series I've read. This one was just boring and dragged along. I'm not sure if Lauren Oliver's poetic style of writing did her a disservice in this last novel. Maybe when was too concerned with making it sound pretty to actually give us an effective ending? Not sure. Also, I'm all for ambiguous endings, but we didn't learn the fate of anyone. Besides Raven I guess, and she wasn't even that integral to the story. Overall, this could have been a lot better.
I'm not sure this series was entirely plausible, but the action was enough to get me through 3 novels. What I enjoyed most about these novels were the memos from WICKED. When I envision this as a movie (and I could definitely see this being a hit), I think that the script would be based on those memos. I guess that means I liked it in some way right?
I know that the second book in this series was far better than the first but I'm not sure why. Maybe I find myself invested in Tom and his fight against this huge unknown ambiguous force that has been making his life a living hell. The pacing was definitely better in this book. I didn't find myself bored for stretches of time like the case in the Maze Runner. I also enjoyed the new characters.
I really struggled with this book in the beginning. I thought it started out with too many questions to be enjoyable, the jargon seemed unnecessary, and the development of the story just took too long. By page 100 though I had changed my tune, and the last few chapters is reward enough for trudging through the first half. Well done Mr. Dashner, I'll take a shot at the next book.
This is such a strange, existential book. It's all about nothing really, and that is entirely the point. A book set in the 80s and celebrating the rich and apathetic youth of that time. I think it's a topic Bret Easton Ellis does best. The story reads like reality shows do nowadays, a peek into the lives of extremely shallow self-centered people. Not sure if reading this book was a waste of time.
This was the craziest, most batshit insane piece of fiction I've ever read, but man it was good. It's really the lead up that makes this great. Layers and layers of plot development and characterization that make this story outlandish and wonderful in all the right ways. And the ending, the ending is a beauty in that it doesn't take the simple or easy way out. It is perfect.
This book is different than the previous three. For one, it's told from both the perspectives of Lena and Ethan and two, there's a goal in mind here. This is an ending and what an ending it is. Some parts I really just wanted to skip to get to those last couple chapters. I couldn't figure out how the authors were going to wrap this up without disappointing me. They ended it the best way they could and it couldn't have been more perfect. I loved this series. I'm sad to have it end.
