Lost Season 5 (Lost Sezon 5) itibaren içinde LIT biçim

Claudio De _laudiodeluca — Twilight verkehrt. Fast ein Jahr ist vergangen, seit Ash zur Elfe wurde. Die Schulzeit neigt sich dem Ende, und Ash verliert immer mehr den Bezug zur Welt der Menschen. Als Elfe muss Ash aufpassen, ihrem zerbrechlichen Menschenfreund Seth nicht weh zu tun, wenn sie beisammen sind, denn sie ist so viel stärker und auch wärmer als er. Keenan jedoch hat seinen Nebenbuhler so langsam satt und würde ihn am liebsten eliminieren, so dass er Seths Bitte ihn zum Elfen zu machen, rundweg ablehnt. Er gibt Seth zur Auswahl, die Zeit mit Ash zu genießen, solange sie währt oder sich von ihr loszusagen, aber ihn nicht länger zu nerven. Da beschließt Seth alles auf eine Karte zu setzen, um die Ewigkeit mit Ash zu finden. Hat sie genug Vertrauen in das, was sie miteinander geteilt haben, oder wird sich doch in Keenans Arme sinken? Klingt nach einem Groschenheft und liest sich wie eines. Ja, es geht noch handlungsärmer als Band zwei, nämlich im dritten Band der Reihe. Hier wird 400 Seiten lang die Dreiecksbeziehung Ash-Keenan-Seth analysiert und immer wieder dieselben Argumente durchgehechelt. Dazu noch Ash Gejammer, dass sie nicht ewig leben will, elend langes Geschwafel über mein Hof, mein Volk, blabla. Die eigentliche Handlung kann man wohl auf 50 Seiten schrumpfen: Seth will eine Elfe werden und Bananagh plant irgendwas. "Ashs Liebe zu Seth war das Perfekteste, was sie je erlebt hatte und seine Liebe würde die einzige wahre Liebe sein, die sie überhaupt erfuhr" (S. 299) charakterisiert perfekt die pathetische Teenidenke, die dieses Buch beherrscht. Schwarz und Weiß, dazwischen gibt es nichts. Ash muss herausfinden, was sie will und das 400 zähe Seiten lang. Keenan wird dabei immer grausamer und manipulativer und manövriert sich noch weiter ins Abseits als schon in Band 2. Gewürzt wird das Ganze diesmal damit, dass man nach dem Sommerhof und dem Hof der Finsternis, nun den Hof des Lichtes kennenlernt, der von Logik regiert wird. Die Königin des Lichthofes, Sorchas liegt in permanenten Klitsch mit ihrer Schwester Bananagh, beide sind auf ihre Weise verrückt und zwischen drinnen steht der arme Bruder Devlin. Irgendwie sind alle Elfenmornarchen außer Ash Single, das wird wohl seinen Grund haben. In all diesen langweiligen Selbstanalysen kommt ein Aspekt vollkommen zu kurz: Elfen können nicht lügen. Folglich kann Ash nicht lügen. Wie wirkt sich das in ihrem Leben unter Menschen aus, wenn sie nicht einmal mehr kleine Notlügen von sich geben kann? Schon harmlose Fragen wie "Wie steht mir dieses Kleid?" können dabei zu peinlichen Situationen werden. Fazit: Handlungsarme schwarz-weiß Malerei mit persönlichkeitsfreien, farblosen und eindimensionalen Protagonisten.

Tony Garrett lefthook — I enjoyed this less than I thought I would, though it wasn't bad. Most of the stories were mediocre, I thought. The one that stands out most vividly in my memory is one about a nondescript wife whose husband marries her for her money: she's drab and shy and inwardly as well as outwardly colourless, but she loves him as well as she knows how. He has a mistress who is the love of his life because she actually has personality; wife finds out about mistress; wife undergoes considerable anguish; wife kills herself; husband all unknowing happily marries mistress; husband and new wife later find out that wife knew about them and suicided on their account, discovery accompanied by strong implication that breakdown of the marriage and spiral into joint despair is to follow. I cried buckets!

Hyobin Bae hyobitto — It's the same old cobbled street through the same old town, but for once I barely smell the cakes from the tea shop, don't even pause to stare out the windows. I'm floating along another me, in a dreamworld... What started out as a fun and engaging read, starring a heroine who's quick-tempered and provokes sympathy... at first, quickly morphs into something less than amazing and not as readable. With hints of the enigmatic, a wonderfully-told setting, but full of unlovable characters and unbelievable, decidedly unimpressive plot events, Wildwing failed to captivate me and keep me firmly engrossed in the story. Although the writing style is vivid and beautifully simple, the second half of the novel overwhelms the good in the first half, which left me with an overall bad impression of the book. There are some elements that are simply fascinating. Being in Addy's time period was probably my favorite part of the book. The world-building created a picture that put me there, in the early 1900s. The clothes, the shops, the customs. Even the way the people spoke. But Whitman didn't bore me with long and obnoxious descriptions; she did a fantastic job painting a picture for me. Even Addy herself - again, in the beginning - fueled my attraction to the book. She's hungry to live and learn, a tad resentful, and willing to defend herself. Any girl who swings at the pack-leader of horrible girls is a friend of mine... until she gets to be too willful and irritatingly selfish. After which I stopped liking her and distanced myself from the story. The second half of the book is wild, yes, but it felt unnecessary. I don't know, getting sucked back to a different time to fall into a dangerous power struggle didn't feel very pressing when all Addy thinks about is the falcon dude. I mean, I get it, to my mind he's smoking hot. And a guy who can handle beastly and potentially harmful birds strikes me as sexy. But Whitman got sucked into the trap of writing a romance that falls flat and failed for me. It gave me instaluv vibes which instantly put me off, but then Addy goes on to acting stupidly and making uber-selfish decisions because of this "whirlwind romance" that I lost all love for this relationship. Then, the resolution came too swiftly and too easily for my tastes, so that I couldn't even savor their victory. What's worse is that I couldn't even be happy for these characters, simply because I didn't like any of them. Frankly, I didn't know any of them. And there isn't that great of a selection of characters to like to begin with, believe me. In that, I was disappointed. I was really hoping for more than an overly attentive nursemaid, a meat-handed brute, or a falcon-boy who has a weird, utterly hypocritical sense of honor. The only character that intrigued me was probably the villain, but who isn't that memorable because, forgive me, I can't even recall his name. Wildwing starts out as something fun, well-written, and engaging, but quickly becomes something that ultimately served me up disappointment so that I couldn't even enjoy it. The historical aspect in regards to Addy's time period is really well-done, but from then on the world-building suffers and eventually bored me. I felt like this story had sooo much potential, but that light of possibly got snuffed out by the focus on the romance that did nothing for me. Wildwing could have been good, maybe even great, but ended up being just a book I wouldn't want to pick up again. Originally posted on my blog, Paranormal Indulgence.