A review by mrswythe89
The Pox Party by M.T. Anderson

5.0

One of the best books I've read in a long while. I can't believe people haven't been rushing around grabbing other people by their collars and shaking them and demanding that they read this book now now NOW. It's amazing. It works on so many levels. I just -- oh, man.

Octavian's mother reminds me strongly of Diana Villiers; she has the same pride, quick wit, grace, beauty and courage, and the same fondness of luxury, the chafing at the limitations that bound her world, the rage.

Do people really object to the detachment of Octavian's narration? Isn't that part of the point?

Mildly bemused at other reviewers who disliked the book because the things done to Octavian and his mother were so disgusting. These things happened, or at least things like it, and worse as well. Does it make things better if you choose never to think about them?