ellie
Maybe I shouldn't have left so much time between books, maybe it was supposed to go this way, maybe it's just part of my reading slump making me write this review and maybe the political context we're dwelling with right now is not helping.
I love Olivie Blake and I love the other two books in the series but I can't seem to grasp the same love I had for them for this one. Her writing is impeccable and so it's the critic, give unlimited power to six kids and see how it ends for them and the adults around them who should've stopped it in the first place but are as broken and corrupted by the system as they're. I love the premise, i love the critic and i love almost every kid on that house but, and it's a big but, i just couldn't handle the hopelessness throughout this whole book.
As i said maybe i should've read it before when the world wasn't as much on fire as it is right now but i haven't so that's that. I've been reading her work for a while now and while some characters and stories are more darker than others for me Olivie has always let hope filter through, it doesn't seem like the case in this book. At least for me. And if we can't find hope in a fiction of power that in a way resembles more and more reality, what's the real point of fiction anyways? I loved the series, but I also didn't if that makes any sense.
The Atlas Six will always have a special place inside my heart and brain, I just wished the aftertaste wasn't that sour.
Maybe I shouldn't have left so much time between books, maybe it was supposed to go this way, maybe it's just part of my reading slump making me write this review and maybe the political context we're dwelling with right now is not helping.
I love Olivie Blake and I love the other two books in the series but I can't seem to grasp the same love I had for them for this one. Her writing is impeccable and so it's the critic, give unlimited power to six kids and see how it ends for them and the adults around them who should've stopped it in the first place but are as broken and corrupted by the system as they're. I love the premise, i love the critic and i love almost every kid on that house but, and it's a big but, i just couldn't handle the hopelessness throughout this whole book.
As i said maybe i should've read it before when the world wasn't as much on fire as it is right now but i haven't so that's that. I've been reading her work for a while now and while some characters and stories are more darker than others for me Olivie has always let hope filter through, it doesn't seem like the case in this book. At least for me. And if we can't find hope in a fiction of power that in a way resembles more and more reality, what's the real point of fiction anyways? I loved the series, but I also didn't if that makes any sense.
The Atlas Six will always have a special place inside my heart and brain, I just wished the aftertaste wasn't that sour.
