Sounds to me like the powers that be were more concerned with a quick turnaround on their investment than they were with the overall quality of a product that had developed a cult following over 12, count em TWELVE former performances.
This should be a case study on how not to treat your audience.
Fair is fair, the narration wasn't bad. Were this the first Dresden book I'd read, I'd have no problem with it. But Glover doesn't have Dresden's voice, Maab's cadence, Murphy's chutzpah, Molly's nubility (is that a word? It should be). He couldn't possibly have it because this is his first crack at a LONG established format.
That's not his fault, not Jim Butcher's fault, no one but whoever the idiot was that decided that we would just be okay with a summary "Hey, we wanted to make some cash and figured you'd be so anxious to get your Dresden fix that you wouldn't notice our little switcheroo".
So, I'm writing the first review I've ever written in the hopes that someone reads this and recognizes that a large swath of us are simply not going to purchase the next one unless Marsters is reading it.
For those of you looking for another great Urban Fantasy series, look for the Iron Druid Chronicles.
Oh what, you wanted a review of the story? Look at my stars, that's all you need to know, its all an opinion and we all have one. Cheers!
Everything anyone needs to know about anything neatly synopsized in a low-carb, modern-paleo, gluten-free audiobook.
Features not one BUT TWO English-accented narrators meaning TWICE the IQ point bonus goes to the listener.
It's basically A/B format where the story (obviously following the Unseen Academy's storyline) is A and correlated popSci-essays are B.
That means it reads like older–more footnote-infused–Terry Pratchett, than most of his contemporary work. This may not be everyone's bag, but I feel like I'm getting the best of reading Gladwell and Pratchett at the same time.
Kudos to the sciency-writing-guys Ian Stewart and Jack Cohen (of whom, I've hitherto read nothing) for their parts. I look forward to reading more of them as well.
Firstly, kudos to Brom for giving us something original and self-contained. Too often are great concepts done to death by the resurgence of the serialized format. Perhaps this is another reason to check out works done by folks whose bread and butter don't all come from one art form.
As a chill atheist, I'm struggling with the thought of future parenthood and whatnot with respect to Santa. I LOVE silly traditions (reasons to party) but generally only take part in the ones that have some kind of virtue (reasons for reasons to party) attached. I don't dig the christian version of Yuletide. The Santa, as presented in this book, is a great example to help articulate how many of us chill atheists view the judeo-christian system.
Well, those of us who took the time to study it anyway.
In that light, this very adult book would make a fantastic children's book with a bit of conversion, and an outstanding aid in the education of a young upstart.
Coincidentally, you "War on Christmas" types may want to steer clear of this one.
Note on narration: Listen to "Start Wearing Purple" by Gogol Bordello and you'll basically find it impossible to un-hear their lead singer whenever Krampus' voice comes up in this book.
I know the headline seems a bit reductive but it is appropriate and frankly, I'd have liked a warning.
What the writing delivered in publisher-promised historical appreciation was flat-out ruined by the narrator's inability to synthesize accents. It would have been better if she had left the narrative descriptions of said accents out of the reading entirely. Then at least I'd not know what I was missing.
Either that or Oxbridge, is apparently a rich WASP dialect of the UK's intellectual upper-crustaceans that happens to sound distinctly American.
I enjoy a good dry-hump as much as anyone but having not read any mom-porn, tween-porn, or anything in-between unless you count the original Anne Rice quintology(is that a word?), I just don't get it. Maybe it's a lady thing. Does that come off anti-feminist? It's not meant to.
Otherwise, the story appears to be a ctrl-c ctrl-v anthology of trending pop-lit urban-fantasy devices.
If you can't un-hear bad voice-talent, didn't go to Oxford or Yale, or have read any good urban fantasy whatsoever already - Skip this one.
If you're wearing yoga-pants to work, consider the history channel to be continuing education, or wanted to get in on the whole Twilight craze but just couldn't bear to flick the ol' bean to the same thing as your twelve-year-old daughter...this should be right up your alley.
Ugh, is it me or is the whole self-absorbed female protag (hereafter to be known as "the effing mockingjay") thing getting old?
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