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Cleópatra e Frankenstein by Coco Mellors

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challenging dark emotional reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

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reflective tense medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

wtf was that

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medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

I really was stunned when I read the author’s note and saw this took over seven years to write. When you see that in comparison to the quality of the work, you really start to wonder why and how some authors get book deals. Maybe it’s because this author is self-conflated to be another Sally Rooney type of author, which for me doesn’t gain her any brownie points because frankly I don’t care much for Rooney. Maybe it’s because this work is an outlandish self insert (the main female character has long silky blonde hair, is British, and is a manic artist dream girl? Please spare me). Maybe it’s because it’s trendy to have contemporary literature that parrots pseudo feminism and “complex” relationships as a way of justifying being selfish, cruel, immature, emotional toxic, and draining people to others in your life. 

I really struggled with a lot of things in this book, first being the writing quality. I read “Blue Sisters” first before this and I’m glad because had I read this first, I would have never picked up Mellors’ second novel. There are so many hideous little metaphors in this book like “you sound like how biting into an apple sounds,” or “[it] felt like a punch to the vagina.” Dear god, spare me. Also there are syntax and grammatical typos in the copy I read that I am surprised were not picked up sooner by the copy editors for this work. 

Secondly, I struggled with the content of the work when it came to characterization. The last conversation between the two protagonists is the only shred of self reflection we get as to why these two incredibly emotionally immature individuals behave the way they do. The reason why? It’s because (surprise, surprise!) they didn’t have a loving father and mother or a stable home environment so they’re always looking to perform for love. This is such a problematic and shallow explanation for people’s behavior that it just really showcases to me the depth of the maturity of the author herself. 

Thirdly, and perhaps the most grave issue with this book is the way it treats race, sexuality, and gender. The plot synopsis is extremely misleading, claiming we are going to get a discussion of topics such as gender dysphoria. Instead, that topic is mentioned once and relegated to the back, to be left behind while the trope of drug addiction and internalized misogyny are brought forward. It’s weak and uneducated writing, not to mention an absolutely weak marketing strategy to try and get people to be interested in this book. Additionally, there are extremely tiring racist tropes in this book and microaggressions that just painfully demonstrate to everyone but the author how blindingly white and privileged and sheltered and willfully uneducated she is on these topics. For a book that took over seven years to craft, she somehow forgot to include any social nuance or vantage point beyond her comfortable rich white lifestyle in New York or London. 

It’s truly surprising to me sometimes the type of literature that people will call “good,” especially when we’re talking about works like this. Maybe it’s a sign of my age and different interests, but I don’t want to read about two pretentious, selfish, and emotionally immature individuals who desperately need therapy. The writing tropes are overworked and quite frankly lame, the characterization is a joke, and the excessive focus on drug use is just wearisome (and the fact that it’s featured so heavily in “blue sisters” means it’s more of this author’s penchant in her writing). This was very much a massive miss for me and another well deserved lesson on how I am very much not the target audience for this melodramatic and slipshod literature that glorifies emotionally immaturity and self destructive behaviors. 

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adventurous challenging dark emotional funny hopeful inspiring lighthearted mysterious reflective relaxing sad tense medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

There’s racist tropes of angry POC, a LOT of fatphobia, and a wildy misogynistic fantasy rape and murder scene- literally none of this was necessary at all.

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Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

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dark emotional funny reflective sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

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dark emotional hopeful reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

This book was really satisfying. I loved the writing style - it felt like we followed each person's thoughts and actions in a natural and interesting way, and Mellors seems to know exactly when to leave a person's perspective for maximum impact. Cleo and Frank are deeply interesting and complex, and the vignettes of their lives over the first year of their marriage paint a thoughtful portrait of two people trying to make when they are so different. I found many parts of this book profound and loved getting insights into the people in Cleo and Frank's lives, especially Zoe, Eleanor, and Santiago. New York City is also a vivid character in this book, which I always love. I found this book really affecting and will definitely be reading more of Mellors' work.

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DID NOT FINISH: 60%

I don't care what will happen with the characters anymore. 😑

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reflective tense slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

Rich People’s Problems but Wait, They All Have Tragic Backstories: A Novel

The only reason I finished this book was because it is my Book Club novel. I fought and sweated my way through page by page because it’s just so bad. It’s part of the trend for authors to try to make their books “deeper” by flooding every character with trauma. Pain Porn if you prefer. 

The author thought that by giving each character a single-defining struggle she is making them less one-dimensional but because of that they felt almost like cartoon characters. Cleo - beautiful, thin, talented, young BUT WAIT she is depressed and has both mummy and daddy issues; Frank - beautiful, “manly”, successful, rich and older BUT WAIT he had mummy issues and is an alcoholic, Zoe - beautiful, thin, talented BUT WAIT she has seizures, Quentin - beautiful, thin, rich “snarky gay best friend” BUT WAIT he can’t come out of the closet because of his homophobic Polish family (fuck you for that Coc, enforcing Polish stereotypes) and is a drug addict, Anders - beautiful, thin, rich fuckboy BUT WAIT his step-son doesn’t like him anymore and his parents don’t visit him in the US. You see what I mean? The only half-decent characters are Eleanor and Santiago, just because they are not awful to other people, but they rarely are given voice and in the end are pushed into the role of “I can fix him” girl for Frank and “losing weight will let you find love”, respectively. Nauseating. TikTok girlies, wake up, this is not literary fiction you claim it to be.

The book obviously features a lot of content warnings - wouldn’t be a pain porn without it - but I’m not sure if it’s handled even passably well.
Cleo’s depression and its consequences, Frank’s alcoholism, Zoe’s inability to live without a trust fund, Anders’s familial infidelity - all get magically solved by the end, with no depth or mental insight given on any of the aforementioned. Cleo started painting and moved to Italy - depression solved; Frank “got fixed” by his mummy to-be-wife; Zoe just found herself a sugar daddy; and Anders swept the whole issue under the rug. We can’t of course forget that the happy ending is only given to straight people - queers go to hell with our only rep - Quentin - ending up a meth head and most likely dying


This book angered me on so many levels. It was the superficial depth, wannabe literary fiction, over sexualisation of everything (Zoe saying that she is “a real girl” now, after climaxing, nauseated me), disrespectful treatment of a lot of extremely heavy issues and -how could I forget - BLATANT plagiarism of other media (yes, I’m looking at you ripped-off Fleabag dinner scene). Awful

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challenging emotional hopeful reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

This book feels like you’re invited into the world of well-off socialite New York as a total voyeur. You’d never want to be part of this circle as all the characters are flawed and unlikeable in their own ways. However, Cleo and Frank’s relationship IS interesting and this discussion of how they destroy one another in the mutual distraction of themselves is why you keep reading it. You don’t want to look away from the car crash on the highway. (SPOILERS:) However, Eleanor’s 2 chapters felt really misplaced. First person was the wrong choice for her (esp when then rest of the novel is in third) and felt like an ill-attempt at making her feel normal, relatable or quirky - this I think was the more unsuccessful element of her narrative. I also don’t think she was Frank’s saving grace and I’m unsure if she was written to be. Although, her pining love for Frank could serve as an interesting contrasting how Anders pined for Cleo, as Eleanor’s love showed far more compassion, maturity and self-awareness as opposed to Anders’ vapid, self-absorbed obsession with Cleo was. All in all, this book felt like reading gossip, and for that purpose it worked fabulously. 

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