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дмитрий масонов _esoos — I will note before I begin to divulge my opinion that I have not read the Mortal Instruments series to which this book is a prequel, so I'm unable to pass comment on similarities in storylines or characters, etc. that have been noted by other readers. I picked up Clockwork Angel after reading a great many of the extremely mixed reviews that were available here; I am often inspired to support the underdog by reading a novel that has had bad reviews, and a couple of the worse ones (and my, were they bad,) and the sheer volume of reviews - 47,285 precisely at the time of my writing this - made me want to see what the fuss was all about, so I popped it on my birthday list and waited for a kindly but unsuspecting relative to fuel my novel habit. Sure enough, it was one of my presents and a couple of days after my birthday I sat down and began reading. I'll level with you: I skipped the opening poem, the Thames River Song. I dislike poetry with a fiery passion and I was overcome with a severe case of tl;dr when it came to the poem. Although, from what I can gather from the acknowledgements it was written specifically for the novel and that has piqued my interest, so I may go back and read it when I read the book again. In the first couple of pages, the prologue, I was taken in hook, line and sinker. Regardless of the fact that I had no idea what 'ichor' meant (I have since looked it up and the description has somewhat put me off my dinner,) I loved the action that it started with. However, it became immediately obvious that Clare is fond of short sentences, and while the use of varied sentence lengths is intrinsic to good writing, she seems a little too attached to sentences with few words. In my opinion, as it jars somewhat and breaks the fluidity of the action, but thankfully she seemed to ease up on the short sentences as the novel progressed. Once I was into the story, I read it more or less cover to cover without putting it down, but on balance it is due to my reading style in equal parts with the average quality of the book. Don't get me wrong, it isn't bad, at all. The idea of the story has the potential to be truly great, but there's something about Clare's writing that lacks the skill and finesse needed to pull it off. The story occasionally borders on formulaic, and it does seem to drag at some points, but the substance is ultimately there and I enjoyed the book. I will take a second to comment on the main characters. Tessa Gray, our distinctly grey heroine, would be a rather likable character if she was better formed. She comes off as a little 2D, which is unfortunate because she could very easily be great with more thought put into her characterisation. That, and if she lay off moaning about how London is particularly rainy and grim. Sure, London would be positively grey with fumes and pollution in 1878, but let's face it, so would New York, where Tessa hails from, and any other major city in the world that was in the grips of the Industrial Revolution. I've read a lot of hate comments directed at Will. I think they're misplaced, however. Most of the reviews of his character write him off as a jerk, apparently thinking that Clare's gone too far with the 'brooding hero' base and just turned him into a bit of a Victorian version of a douchebag. I don't think that's true at all. Sure, Will is an abrasive young man and, in Tessa's eyes at least, his beauty seems to be his only redeeming feature, but I think if you look deeper than that then he is the most developed character out of all of them, which is somewhat of an achievement considering we don't really know many details about him at all. William Herondale is flawed, and he recognises that himself, but his acerbic wit and bravery, and his genuine brotherly love for Jem makes him a loveable character in my opinion. James Carstairs, known for most of the novel as 'Jem', is a genuinely nice character, if not developed particularly well. The only real comment I'm going to make on him is regarding his description, which was 'Asian with white blonde hair'. Unlike Will, whose description created an image instantly in my mind of him, Jem didn't really form in my head at all. In fact, all I could really come up with was a Chinese version of the blonde one of the Katayanagi twins from Scott Pilgrim vs The World, which really wasn't anything close, I don't think. The romance aspect of the story grated on me a little, in so far as it's a love triangle, a set up that I've come to despise through both over- and misuse. Admittedly, I had no idea there even was a triangle involved, but apparently there is. Look out for it, folks, because it slipped past me without so much of a wave to say: "here, look, nineteenth-century equivalent of sexual tension!" Of course, I'd still quite happily add Mr Herondale to my list of literary paramours, regardless of how two-dimensional his character might be. I'm going to bring this to a close, now, and let you draw your own conclusions, should you choose to read Clockwork Angel. Allow me to reiterate that I do not think this book is bad by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, it's really rather good, and its only downfall is that the writer lacks finesse. It appears that there will be a further two books in the series, Clockwork Prince and Clockwork Princess, both of which I will gladly read with the hope that Cassandra Clare hits her stride. I would easily recommend it to people who like the genre of fantasy romance.

Eleonora Eleonora elidott — Such a disturbing story, very well written!