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A review by saidtheraina
Sisters Red by Jackson Pearce
3.0
Ok, I gotta get this out of the way - this has one of the worst first sentences I've ever read:
I was terrified, right off the bat, that this fantabulous, kickass cover (yes, I require two - read 'em - TWO superlatives) had been wasted on yet another crappy paranormal title riding on the latent wave of Twighmania. And that's probably a little bit true. Pearce is a second-time author, barely out of undergrad, and yep, this is a pretty straightforward werewolves-in-our-midst tale. But it's not as bad as the first sentence.
The story is told through the alternating perspectives of Scarlett (Lett) and Rosie March, girls who supposedly live in our world, but reside in a cottage, know a family of woodsmen, wear cloaks out-and-about, and oh yeah, fight werewolves since they're a couple of the few people in the world who know they exist. The blending of modern and fairytale elements kinda drove me crazy. I had a hard time believing that these girls really lived in our world. But maybe that's intentional?
The "bad men" (aka pedophiles, rapists, gangs) metaphor is a bit sledgehammer-over-the-head, but in a way that made me want Pearce to push it further or pull back a bit. She spent enough time on the mythology of the potentials that it felt a little less accessible as a metaphor. So I wish she'd either lightened up on the metaphoric allusions or really gone with it.
The brutality of these werewolves and the way they transform is downright creepy. So this would definitely appeal to the trauma-readers or the paranormal readers. The dual perspectives were successful at helping you see both sides of the sisters' very different perspectives on events, while at the same time took me out of the story a bit, in a not-so-positive way.
It never got me to the point of looking forward to reading it, but I enjoyed it as another reasonably good example of paranormal horror/romance. Although I wish this cover had been used on a slightly more smashing read.
Strangers never walk down this road, the sisters thought in unison as the man trudged toward them.
I was terrified, right off the bat, that this fantabulous, kickass cover (yes, I require two - read 'em - TWO superlatives) had been wasted on yet another crappy paranormal title riding on the latent wave of Twighmania. And that's probably a little bit true. Pearce is a second-time author, barely out of undergrad, and yep, this is a pretty straightforward werewolves-in-our-midst tale. But it's not as bad as the first sentence.
The story is told through the alternating perspectives of Scarlett (Lett) and Rosie March, girls who supposedly live in our world, but reside in a cottage, know a family of woodsmen, wear cloaks out-and-about, and oh yeah, fight werewolves since they're a couple of the few people in the world who know they exist. The blending of modern and fairytale elements kinda drove me crazy. I had a hard time believing that these girls really lived in our world. But maybe that's intentional?
The "bad men" (aka pedophiles, rapists, gangs) metaphor is a bit sledgehammer-over-the-head, but in a way that made me want Pearce to push it further or pull back a bit. She spent enough time on the mythology of the potentials that it felt a little less accessible as a metaphor. So I wish she'd either lightened up on the metaphoric allusions or really gone with it.
The brutality of these werewolves and the way they transform is downright creepy. So this would definitely appeal to the trauma-readers or the paranormal readers. The dual perspectives were successful at helping you see both sides of the sisters' very different perspectives on events, while at the same time took me out of the story a bit, in a not-so-positive way.
It never got me to the point of looking forward to reading it, but I enjoyed it as another reasonably good example of paranormal horror/romance. Although I wish this cover had been used on a slightly more smashing read.