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I can say this about SM Reine: the author does an excellent job of getting into the head of a misogynist adolescent. I suppose the problem with that is that the protagonist in question, Cesar, is supposedly old enough to work for the FBI, which presumably means he's not a sex-crazed sixteen year old. More on that a few paragraphs down.
Witch Hunt is fairly straightforward as far as UF mysteries go. I can't say there were many surprises, but neither was it entirely boring. Pacing was one of the novel's strengths; we move rapidly along the plot, though character development and world-building suffer. Luckily, it's close enough to your stock Urban Fantasy that any reader familiar with the tropes won't have any trouble flinging themselves right into the otherwise barely described setting.
Reine's writing is adequate, which is too say there's nothing glaringly horrible about it. In Urban Fantasy- a bastion of horrible prose and even hokier dialogue- that's a HUGE deal. Still, perhaps in order to steer away from the purpler prose (which is more the realm of epic fantasy anyways) Reine seems to have gone into that lackluster dumdee-dum, dumdee-dum rhythm which some refer to as 'beige' prose. It's a little difficult not to with a first-person POV, but that's not an excuse in my opinion. The syntax and diction would make this an easy read for any middle-school student with half a brain, which is not my idea of a good read, and the author relies much too heavily on the F-word (perhaps indicative of an underdeveloped vocabulary, a crass attitude, little faith in her readership's own language-processing capability, or most likely a combination of all three).
But of all the things which a bad novel can get away with, a poorly written protagonist is *not* one of them. And trust me ,this protagonist is about as close as you can get to parody without, well, intentionally writing an actual parody.
Have you ever met a frat-boy? OK. Imagine somebody gave him a badge, gun, and magical powers. Then imagine he wasn't even smart enough to get into a college, much less a fraternity. Now imagine those traits magnified to the nth degree, and you're stuck inside this idiot's head for an entire novella. He's like Harry Dresden, only without all the redeeming, entertaining qualities that make Dresden fun to read regardless of the litrary value or lack thereof.
Basically, he's a womanizer. That's the one thing about Cesar that stands out. Every woman appearing 'on screen' gets a thoroughly disgusting description concentrated on the hips, bosom, legs, derriere, you get the picture. I was so convinced that this was written by some college-aged self-publishing virgin boy, I actually thought I'd misclicked when I went to the author's profile and discovered it was written by a woman.
I don't know what Reine was aiming for, but it seems that she's known only lecherous, stupid men, or else hates all men and assumes they're all like that. Perhaps she's just a bad writer (well, let's be honest, that's the case no matter what). Whatever it was, I really was hoping Cesar would die, even though I knew there more novels with his mug on the cover, because his death would have been the best end both for the reader and thoroughly unlikable character.
In any case, the plot basically has to slap him upside the head before he realizes anything. Watching Cesar try and solve a mystery is like watching a cat walk across a piano: sometimes it's surprisingly good, but that's just luck and chance, and most of it is entirely cringe-worthy.
Over all, would not recommend. Were the writing more engaging, or the protag more likeable, perhaps. But as it is, I'm a smoker in a fairly hazardous profession, and I don't have time to waste on crappy books in an already suspect genre. How it got so many good reviews is entirely beyond me.