52. Swampladia!
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
You cannot have a whimsical cover like this and then torture
me with the dreadful existence of these characters. I know people have it rough and life is hard, but is there
not one thing to be hopeful about?
Not one shred of light to keep moving towards? Because if there is, where was it here? I have been told not to judge a book by
its cover, but come on.
I thought there would be a little fun in this set up: A family who name themselves Bigtree
and live on an island in the Florida Everglades, wrestling alligators and
delighting fans at their park, Swamplandia! Fun, right? But
we missed all that. All that is
over. What we have now is a
crumbling park, a crumbling family, and crumbling psyches. A father and a son trying to do right
but failing miserably while the sisters, and daughters, wander through the very
real dangers of the island after being left on their own. You would think that the worst pain
they would feel would be the loss of their mother, but it gets worse. In an awful and sickening way. And then it is over.
Is it well written? Yes. There are some silly plot holes and continuity errors, but
overall it is good. It is
original? Setting wise, absolutely, but plot wise not really. Is there potential for this writer?
Yes, but I can see why she started out writing short stories. Over all, is this a MUST read book?
NO!!! Frankly, I kind of wish I
had missed it.
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