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A review by dolaya
Foundling by D.M. Cornish
1.0
The problem with this book, is probably that the main character is depressingly weak, horribly gullible, fairly stupid, and thoroughly clueless. Frankly, my best advice is not to read this at all, since if you have any taste for good literature, you probably will be very disappointed by this title. It's simply not worth it.
My first issue is the main character, Rossamund Bookchild. Apart from the really unfortunate name, everything about this character is, well, also unfortunate. It was a bad choice that simply got worse as the plot progressed. Because he doesn't do much to move the story along. He's kind of just dragged along for the ride, all while making the reader endure whiny existential crises that are simply unnecessary. Honestly, the supporting characters do more for this story than he does, and he's the most depressingly stupid and gullible character I've ever had the misfortune to read. One of my friends said that you could replace him with a walrus and the plot arc wouldn't vary too much, and I'm somewhat inclined to agree.
The second thing is that the writing is inconsistent with the linguistic theme of the book. This might be a bit nit-picky, but the cover and the headings for the title are written in Latin, while all of the characters speak in a manner that can only be described as vaguely Scottish. In some points, the writing of that accent is so profuse that it becomes difficult to understand the dialogue, and other times I just didn't want to bother trying to read it.
Actually, I didn't want to bother is the theme of my interaction with this book. It's boring, and there really is no good side to vouch for in terms of enjoyable literature. Perhaps some of the setting was creative, but compared to the rest, it could have been a desert for all I care.
Conclusion? This is not worth the read, and I would advise you to turn and run in the other direction if you see this book on a shelf or - worse yet - someone offers it to you. Don't bother with this thing, there are plenty of MUCH better books to read.
My first issue is the main character, Rossamund Bookchild. Apart from the really unfortunate name, everything about this character is, well, also unfortunate. It was a bad choice that simply got worse as the plot progressed. Because he doesn't do much to move the story along. He's kind of just dragged along for the ride, all while making the reader endure whiny existential crises that are simply unnecessary. Honestly, the supporting characters do more for this story than he does, and he's the most depressingly stupid and gullible character I've ever had the misfortune to read. One of my friends said that you could replace him with a walrus and the plot arc wouldn't vary too much, and I'm somewhat inclined to agree.
The second thing is that the writing is inconsistent with the linguistic theme of the book. This might be a bit nit-picky, but the cover and the headings for the title are written in Latin, while all of the characters speak in a manner that can only be described as vaguely Scottish. In some points, the writing of that accent is so profuse that it becomes difficult to understand the dialogue, and other times I just didn't want to bother trying to read it.
Actually, I didn't want to bother is the theme of my interaction with this book. It's boring, and there really is no good side to vouch for in terms of enjoyable literature. Perhaps some of the setting was creative, but compared to the rest, it could have been a desert for all I care.
Conclusion? This is not worth the read, and I would advise you to turn and run in the other direction if you see this book on a shelf or - worse yet - someone offers it to you. Don't bother with this thing, there are plenty of MUCH better books to read.