I like this series of fantasy novels, the hero is likable, the scenarios dangerous, exciting. Sometimes the "just in time" and "everything that happens is about me" plot lines gets to be too much though.
The reading is fantastic. Marsters really gets you into the characters perfectly.
I do wish the women in the story could remain clothed more often. For some reason they are always taking off their tops, which I understand can be appealing if you are an adolescent boy.
The best one yet. Doom and foreboding and hope all bundled into a great continuation. Forget Ghost Story, it was a bad dream.
Without James Marsters, there is no good reason to listen to this story. This narrator has the most annoying voice, Harry's sarcasm completely falls flat. It's annoying. Is Marsters coming back? If not, I guess I'll just buy the next book and read it myself to hear Marster's voices (Bob, Murphy, Leah) in my head! So disappointing.
Unfortunately the story about the wizard/private eye in Chicago is losing ground to over the top, just in the nick of time, somehow I'm not dead yet implausibility that never seems to end. The best thing about the character and the story was that, just maybe, he COULD in fact control energy and nature with his will, concentration, knowledge. The godmother, vampires, demons, ghosts: can't you just pick one and streamline it a little? And it goes on and on from one dire death defying sequence to another with no realistic consequences for any of the main characters. Too bad, I really liked the first two books.
Fast paced humor, hilarious anecdotes, interesting insights into her place in comedy and media and the role of women in just about everything.
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