broken finger review #2
the more this finger repair draws out, the crabbier i get. i definitely had no tolerance for the pidgeon dialect i was encountering in Lagoon, so i thought i’d go for the softly lobbed ball and give a try at faust book two. here’s the problem:
wait, there’s a couple of problems.
the first, and most likely reason is that We Are Not Amused by farces, whether it is The Comedy of Errors or John Dies at the End. And i say that because being a farce has got to be the best explanation of some of the glaring annoyances in this book. because:
although the reader is told that the magic community takes care of its own and has a strict code of non-disclosure, faust tells no less than three mundanes explicit details. it also becomes clear that mundanes are often in inter species marriages. so, wth, world-building?
add that to the fact that he appears to be verbalizing his plans to nearly every single character he meets and i’m feeling he might have a case of tstl coming on.
so let me get this straight,’ pixie said. ‘some of the bad guys are bad guys, some of the bad guys are good guys and there aren’t any good good guys.’
Faust makes numerous references to being a ‘less bad’ guy, yet we are provided with no evidence of this as true, except that he tries–and really likes–mystery meat.
actually, i can empathize–i could be a happy vegetarian if it wasn’t for fucking bacon. cripes.
at any rate, he saves a priest, refuses kill-shots unless shot at first, is tolerant of sullen teens (mundane or otherwise), avoids innocent casualties, cries with relief and shows up to social functions when his girlfriend asks him to. i’d call that a good guy, especially when one of those is a ten-minute notice to meet the boss. Especially considering, and i mean especially, when he later says, i kept my principles and lost everything else.”
whaaat? where’s the bad-good guy?
the writing feels less thoughtful this time, finesse lost in the press of the action. there’s a couple instances when faust says “four words to never say…” and “six most dangerous words to say…” schaefer should write one of those toss out magazine articles, “ten phrases to avoid when dealing with demons.”
so, on the plus side, it has one of the best opening lines in a long time:
The ghost of Merle Haggard kept Sophia trapped in her house for two weeks”. The action is steady. Good feel for las vegas, although too many truisms like “Vegas loves a winner and hates a loser” The Demon Prince is scary, although his house of BDSM, not so much.
you know what was a little nauseating? faust taking time out from his day to relax his hell-mistress girlfriend by plying her with wine and rubbing her shoulders until she takes a nap. and oh yes: part of the plot is about assimilation… quite a kumbaya for a book with hell demons. and–how can i forget–all the supernatural ladies want to make a slave of faust.
oh man. did i stumble into the paranormal romance section?
and, as something i don’t normally notice, so consider it especially odd–i think the title had nothing to do with the book. feel free to explain…
overall, it left me suspicious this was a joke after the noir ambiguity of the first. decent, but not really what i was expecting.
review #1: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show…