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A review by nitzanschwarz
Sisters Red by Jackson Pearce
2.5
It's with a heavy heart that I must confess to being less than impressed with this book. I have wanted to read Sisters Red for a long time - ever since I first saw the cover and learned that it's a retelling of Red Riding Hood. But I wasn't crazy about what I read.
First of all, I was so very disconnected with everything happening for the majority of the book. I wasn't drawn in, I didn't feel connected. Mostly, I would look at the page count and be like "seriously? that was only 10 pages?" which is one of the bigger signs of a book not being for me. I mean, they fight crazy werewolves (which they call Fenrir but... c'mon, werewolves.) most of the book. Shouldn't I be digging my nails into the cover with the excitement and dread?
Umm... nope, not really. Not with this book, anyway.
We had three main characters - Scarlett, the older and scarred March sister, Rosie - the young, unmarred sister and Silas, a childhood friend of the both and a woodsman. I didn't connect with either one of them, really, and I didn't feel like I got to know them overly much. They were just there, on page. They weren't there, with me, in the room.
Add to that one of my bookish pet peeves - insta love - and I was also very unhappy with a third of the book. And the sister I actually wanted to find love? to find someone who will make her feel beautiful despite the scars? Well, she's pretty much been condemned to a life alone. And I don't like that one tiny bit (but it's completely okay if you do).
The "twist" failed to surprise me, big time. I knew that it was coming, and I haven't read any spoilers. It was just very obvious to me. Moreover, the ending that followed was one I disliked greatly. I approve of the "each is her own person" deal that they learned to accept... but for me, the ending took it slightly too far.
Sadly, this book was really just not for me.
First of all, I was so very disconnected with everything happening for the majority of the book. I wasn't drawn in, I didn't feel connected. Mostly, I would look at the page count and be like "seriously? that was only 10 pages?" which is one of the bigger signs of a book not being for me. I mean, they fight crazy werewolves (which they call Fenrir but... c'mon, werewolves.) most of the book. Shouldn't I be digging my nails into the cover with the excitement and dread?
Umm... nope, not really. Not with this book, anyway.
We had three main characters - Scarlett, the older and scarred March sister, Rosie - the young, unmarred sister and Silas, a childhood friend of the both and a woodsman. I didn't connect with either one of them, really, and I didn't feel like I got to know them overly much. They were just there, on page. They weren't there, with me, in the room.
Add to that one of my bookish pet peeves - insta love - and I was also very unhappy with a third of the book. And the sister I actually wanted to find love? to find someone who will make her feel beautiful despite the scars? Well, she's pretty much been condemned to a life alone. And I don't like that one tiny bit (but it's completely okay if you do).
The "twist" failed to surprise me, big time. I knew that it was coming, and I haven't read any spoilers. It was just very obvious to me. Moreover, the ending that followed was one I disliked greatly. I approve of the "each is her own person" deal that they learned to accept... but for me, the ending took it slightly too far.
Sadly, this book was really just not for me.