Tuesday, February 05, 2013
Cinderella's Secret Diary: Lost by Ron Vitale
Cinderella's Secret Diary: Stolen by Ron Vitale
Recommended for: angst-ridden teens with a serious Prince Charming complex, people who like their fairies with a little more menace, and disaffected college students
Everybody knows the story, right? Girl is a virtual slave...wicked stepmother...ball...fairy godmother...glass slippers...happily ever after...yada, yada, yada. But what happens after the wedding? How happy can ever-after
This is precisely where the Cinderella's Secret Diary series picks up the story. It seems life hasn't been all roses and sunshine for our mouse-loving, pumpkin-riding princess. In fact, it turns out Prince Charming is something of a rat bastard, and his Royal Mother the Queen doesn't really take a shine to the commoner he's married. When Cinderella is unable to produce an heir in a timely fashion, things go from tolerable to acutely tense around the royal castle.
To escape her misery and the scrutiny of the royal household, Cinderella arranges for a trip to France in spite of the fact that their two countries are on the verge of war. She and her best friend/lady-in-waiting go to live in a magnificent chateau for the Summer, and of course there is the requisite romance.
Up to this point everything in the book has been fairly standard YA fare - better written that Twilight, certainly, but sticking pretty close to the script. During their sojourn in France, however, things take a turn.
Vitale re-imagines our heroine such that she is far removed from the clutches of the Disney Princess marketing machine. I'm going to avoid spoilers at all costs, but I can safely say that the magical world of which Cinderella has already had a small taste comes to bear on her life in a decidedly dark and dangerous way.
For the remainder of Lost and continuing into Stolen, this new world of Vitale's imagining engulfs Cinderella, changing her destiny and forcing her to mature beyond the girl sitting in the cinders and ashes.
I'm not a huge fan of the fantasy genre, and I'm certainly not the target market for YA book series, yet the Cinderella Diaries proved to be an enjoyable experience. I could see this being valuable for girls of a certain age; suggesting to them that the reality of life is rarely a fairy tale experience, and perhaps seeking personal growth and maturity should take precedence over finding their Prince Charming.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Our story follows one such Knight - Logan Tom - as he accepts a new assignment from his Faerie “handlers”, the Lady and a Native American named
Once Logan is underway on his task of finding the gypsy morph, we’re introduced to yet another Knight of the Word - Angel Perez - who is tasked with finding and protecting a group of Elves. Did I mention this world has Elves? The Elves must find magic stones with which they can save the Elvish nation and carry them to the stronghold which the gypsy morph will show them.
Needless to say, the demon hordes don’t want either Knight to succeed, and so monstrous hunters are sent to stop the Knights and their charges from completing their assigned tasks. Hijinks ensue. Enough to fill around 1000 pages over the course of three books.
That’s right. I ended up reading a story that’s 1000 pages long, all so I could avoid Don Quixote because it was too long. The irony isn’t lost on me.
And it’s not that I’m sorry that I read the Genesis of Shannara Trilogy, it’s just that I wasn’t terribly moved by it. The story was engaging enough. The characters were better than one-dimensional. The plot twists weren’t completely predictable. Generally, it was a well--executed piece of fiction. Yet I still found the entire experience unsatisfying.
The entire Trilogy reads more like a fanboy origins story. Normally, I’m all about the origins story. I stuck with Smallville long after the series jumped the shark, because I’m fascinated by origins stories. Maybe it’s just that to care deeply about the origins of this story, one needs to be deeply immersed in the rest of the Shanarra universe.
I think, ultimately, I felt put out by being taken in by the marketing copy. Nowhere did the book warn me that I was starting a series of books. Clearly they knew. “Armageddon’s Children” just ends. There wasn’t any pretense of wrapping up some of the story lines. It was, quite literally, a cliffhanger. So why didn’t the copy clue the potential reader in to this very basic fact? I blame the marketing folks.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Recommended for: the 99%, tea party-ers, and disaffected college students
Maybe it’s just me, but I’m used to my imaginary futures being more dystopian. The fact that 99.9% of the inhabitants of Aldous Huxley’s future are, in fact, living in a true utopia strikes a strange tone. It’s a major chord resolution that nevertheless sounds discordant. My senses don’t really know what to do with it.
Huxley casts a future that has been given wholly over to industry and pleasure. Everyone is bred and conditioned from the time their egg is artificially fertilized to their last, drug-hazed breath to accept their place in life, to pursue their duty joyfully, to consume as much as possible, and to partake fully and guiltlessly of their pleasures. Any hint of negativity is washed away by prodigious use of the drug soma, which takes them on a peaceful holiday of the mind.
Of course, not everyone gets along well in this world, and this is where Huxley’s narrative kicks in. Members of the Alpha class, the highest caste in the government-controlled society, have the capacity for independent thought although they are highly conditioned to fit in to the rest of society. Despite their conditioning, some few individuals begin to find themselves dissatisfied with the current life and begin to act out in various ways.
One of these malcontents is Bernard Marx, an Alpha-plus whose angst begins, rather predictably really, in a poor self-image due to some physical failings uncommon in those of his caste - he’s somewhat short and scrawny. Because of his differences, he has less success in pursuing his pleasures, and so despite his conditioning becomes fixated on one particular woman. Finally convincing his much-sought-after prize to join him on a holiday into uncivilized territory, they encounter the expected savages and an unexpected, previously-civilized woman and her grown son. Their lives are changed forever, yada, yada, yada, and the book ends along a fairly predictable vector. (What, you think I’m going to spoil the book for you?)
What I’m left with as a reader are confusion and highly conflicting emotions. On the one hand, all the marketing hype on the back of every copy of the book I’ve seen talks about how Huxley’s vision is “terrifying” and “disturbing”. Frankly, I just don’t get that. Compared to say, Orwell, Huxley’s version of authoritarian regime is positively cuddly.
Huxley’s future seems, in fact, a hell of a lot like our present, minus the factories producing the next generations from a test tube. Rampant consumerism, check. Hedonism as a prime motivator for living, check. Dubious nature of any true free will, check. The primary difference seems to be that we haven’t abandoned some of the things that Huxley’s world cast away long before the events of the book: familial love, philosophy and religion, ideals of independence and self-governance.
All of this, given the similarities, makes me wonder whether Huxley has really cast his net that far. Granted, it was pretty radical for 1932 society, but in the end how brave or new is his world? Or was Huxley incredibly adept at anticipating the forces of change at work around him, letting him open for his readers a hazy window into our present day?
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
I've completed the final list of selections for the Cannonball Read 4. I feel good about it. It's fairly balanced, covers a breadth of genres and authors, includes works both classic and modern, includes fiction and nonfiction, and each of the books appeals to me in some way.
|Brave New World||Aldous Huxley|
|Tigana||Guy Gavriel Kay|
|Don Quixote||Miguel de Cervantes|
|The Prince||Niccolo Machiavelli|
|The Maltese Falcon||Dashiell Hammett|
|State of Wonder||Ann Patchett|
|Ender's Game||Orson Scott Card|
|The Spy Who Came In from the Cold||John Le Carre|
|A Wizard of Earthsea||Ursula K. LeGuin|
|The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin||Benjamin Franklin|
|Season of Life: A Football Star, A Boy, A Journey to Manhood||Jeffry Marx|
|Madame Bovary||Gustave Flaubert|
|2001: A Space Odyssey||Arthur C. Clarke|
|The Neverending Story||Michael Ende|
|The Name of the Rose||Umberto Eco|
|Atlas Shrugged||Ayn Rand|
|The Art of War||Sun Tzu|
|The Night Circus||Erin Morgenstern|
|The Catcher in the Rye||J. D. Salinger|
|Slaughterhouse Five||Kurt Vonnegut|
|Heroes Die||Matthew Woodring Stover|
|Rumpole of the Bailey||John Mortimer|
|Someday This Will Be Funny||Lynne Tillman|
|Grapes of Wrath||John Steinbeck|
|The Way of the Superior Man||David Deida|
|Cyrano de Bergerac||Edmond Restand|
|Eye of the Needle||Ken Follet|
|The Anubis Gates||Tim Powers|
|On the Road||Jack Kerouac|
|Starship Troopers||Robert Heinlein|
|Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?||Phillip K. Dick|
|In Search of Lost Time||Marcel Proust|
|To The Lighthouse||Virginia Woolf|
|Gaudy Night||Dorothy L. Sayers|
|There but for the||Ali Smith|
|Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell||Susanna Clarke|
|The Metamorphosis||Franz Kafka|
|Blood Meridian||Cormac McCarthy|
|The Marriage Plot||Jeffrey Eugenides|
|The Daughter of Time||Josephine Tey|
|The Sound and the Fury||William Faulkner|
|The Day of the Jackal||Frederick Forsyth|
|Talion: Revenant||Michael Stackpole|
|For Whom the Bell Tolls||Ernest Hemingway|
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
In order to make my task lighter, I thought I'd come up with some rules to help me craft my reading list for #CBR4.
- I'll select my list from some of the various lists of greatest novels found around the Internet. I'll try to limit these lists to some of the most respectable-seeming. That probably means I'll favor lists presented by a select few educated persons over a "vote for your favorite"-style list.
- No re-reads. If I've read a book already, it doesn't make the list.
- On a related note, if I've seen the movie already, I can't include the book on the list. I may make exceptions here, though. For instance, I've seen Blade Runner, but I might still read Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep because the link between the two is by all reports shaky.
- On the other hand, I might consider doing a joint book/movie review if I've neither seen nor read either work.
- CBR has a 100-page minimum for selections to count. I may need to add a maximum limit, too, if I'm going to get through all 52 books in a timely fashion. An 1000+ pager could throw my whole schedule into chaos.
- ??? I don't know. Do I need more? Maybe this covers it.
Now. To the list!
Seeing as how I have had a rather shaky track record on this blog, wish me luck. Maybe I'll finally get in the writing habit. :-)