Alyse
This is has got to be one of my least favorite books ever. Too much Chosen-One-can-do-no-wrong for my tastes. I had to stop when Our Hero was applying for Hogwarts and far surpassed all the older, much better educated boys, then gave a rousing and heartfelt speech, and then couldn't figure out the difference between a positive and a negative number.
First person narration isn't my favorite thing in the world, but I don't mind it if the narrator is in some way interesting or likable or at the very least has interesting thoughts floating through their head, but when your lead is a hardcore Marty Sue whose only conflicts come because the rest of the world doesn't instantly realize how wonderful he is, well, it's hard to listen to that guy blather on about himself for hours. I mean, maybe the entire point of the series is that if you give someone the chance to tell their story it's going to be long, meandering, purposeless, and self-involved, but that's a really frustrating moral to listen to through three long books.
I'm assuming in the last book we're going to learn that, oh my goodness gracious, he's not a reliable narrator and he's lied to us about key facts–who woulda thunk it. Or perhaps that set up is so obvious that the twist is he actually is a reliable narrator. Either way, it's boring and not nearly as interesting as the buildup wants us to expect. Unless Mr. God Man (I already forgot his name) turns out to be severely mentally impaired and the whole series is his fever dream there is no redeeming this one dimensional wish-fulfillment character
This is has got to be one of my least favorite books ever. Too much Chosen-One-can-do-no-wrong for my tastes. I had to stop when Our Hero was applying for Hogwarts and far surpassed all the older, much better educated boys, then gave a rousing and heartfelt speech, and then couldn't figure out the difference between a positive and a negative number.
First person narration isn't my favorite thing in the world, but I don't mind it if the narrator is in some way interesting or likable or at the very least has interesting thoughts floating through their head, but when your lead is a hardcore Marty Sue whose only conflicts come because the rest of the world doesn't instantly realize how wonderful he is, well, it's hard to listen to that guy blather on about himself for hours. I mean, maybe the entire point of the series is that if you give someone the chance to tell their story it's going to be long, meandering, purposeless, and self-involved, but that's a really frustrating moral to listen to through three long books.
I'm assuming in the last book we're going to learn that, oh my goodness gracious, he's not a reliable narrator and he's lied to us about key facts–who woulda thunk it. Or perhaps that set up is so obvious that the twist is he actually is a reliable narrator. Either way, it's boring and not nearly as interesting as the buildup wants us to expect. Unless Mr. God Man (I already forgot his name) turns out to be severely mentally impaired and the whole series is his fever dream there is no redeeming this one dimensional wish-fulfillment character