Book review: A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas
December 24, 2016
SYNOPSIS:(From Goodreads)
A Court of Thorns and Roses (A Court of Thorns and Roses #1)
When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a beast-like creature arrives to demand retribution for it. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she only knows about from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not an animal, but Tamlin—one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled their world.
As she dwells on his estate, her feelings for Tamlin transform from icy hostility into a fiery passion that burns through every lie and warning she's been told about the beautiful, dangerous world of the Fae. But an ancient, wicked shadow grows over the faerie lands, and Feyre must find a way to stop it . . . or doom Tamlin—and his world—forever.
As she dwells on his estate, her feelings for Tamlin transform from icy hostility into a fiery passion that burns through every lie and warning she's been told about the beautiful, dangerous world of the Fae. But an ancient, wicked shadow grows over the faerie lands, and Feyre must find a way to stop it . . . or doom Tamlin—and his world—forever.
✏ Well, What to say about the series that converted goodreads into Keeping up with the Kardashians Oops a highly positive thinking arena where everyone is entitled to their opinion. Me trying to critically analyze it would just be adding paper to stack??Is this idiom applicable in context to the internet. Ugh, never mind. Now onto the very important topic of my ship.Team Rhysand or Team Tamlin? Well, I'm team sensibility.
--Because you see I don't particularly care for any of them and I'm in this condition of pathetic shiplessness. Does Attor count? Do I really have to choose between these good for nothing decoration pieces sorry err pretty faeries just for the sake of shipping. When the choice is between two bad eggs, I'd rather eat toast. Thank you very much.
Tamlin: I want you safe in home painting. You're my precious.
BLAH BLAH.
Rhysand: You're my possession I don't want want anyone marring you.
BLAH BLAH.
Me: Mmf that's so hot.
NOT.
CAULDRON BOIL AND FRY THEM.
Tamlin: I want you safe in home painting. You're my precious.
BLAH BLAH.
Rhysand: You're my possession I don't want want anyone marring you.
BLAH BLAH.
Me: Mmf that's so hot.
NOT.
CAULDRON BOIL AND FRY THEM.
✏ Okay now, lets talk about the strange character development that falls almost shy of personality transplant. Except sassy sensible Lucien of course,he is probably the only person who hasn't lost his marbles in ACOTAR. Oh and Feyre (At least we know how to pronounce her name) suffering from Stockholm syndrome,meek homemaker one minute and a pseudo badass the next. IMO she has two very distinct personas throughout ACOTAR, at first she is this love hater saying love won't fill your hungry belly but then she meets Tamlin and booom love conquers all. Annnd Feyre's inner monologue!!!! SO DAMN IRRITATING AND WHINY!!!!In the first half of the book,hatred for Tamlin is everywhere and the second half *facepalm* is all about Tammy's lurve.
✏ Between her too long inner monologues about trees and sonnets about Tamlin and Rhysand's beauty *vomit gag* I got bored somewhere. It was a dear friend's chant of "it gets better" that I made it to the end.
✏ Pfft and our beast incarnate Tamlin can do anything except do anything. Like our beloved Feyre, He gets a personality transplant in the second half and stops his specialized growling, snarling and grunting and decides to try a career as a court blank face dumb puppet. Where was his so called devotion when Feyre needed his help, Maybe Talmiln never loved her and just liked throwing iloveyous around because he wanted to get rid of the damn curse. No one wants a nurse with his constant barking orders of eat Feyre, sleep Feyre and you go die Tammy. Also Tamlin is Justin Bieber, he isn't getting hot no matter what the media tries to convince us of.
“I love you,” he whispered, and kissed my brow. “Thorns and all.”
AND I LOVE KITKAT. *EYEROLL*
Rhysand stared at me for long enough that I faced him. “Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don’t feel anything at all.”
Hmmm...That's how I feel about you Rhysand-NOTHING. But dude tear licking is just gross.
But why the three stars?
✏ Maybe the second half is a filler to make the main love interest look bad. *cough*new moon*cough*
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