My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I just woke after a short nap; I have a fucking headache, there’s a crick in my neck, I’m still in my school uniform so naturally I’m feeling creepy and disgusting. All in all, I’m not in a good mood. I just wan to get it out there that this in no way reflects in this review except perhaps the disappearance of that particular star.
There’s this trend going around in my city; the ‘Yo, yo Honey Singh’ trend. Honey Singh is a rapper, mostly famous amongst the teenagers of my locality for his extremely lewd songs or whatever. I don’t see the appeal myself. But I did. A long time ago.
This book reminds me of that time. Everyone is loving this book and I come along to see what all the hoo-haa is about, and the only thing I can think of to say is, ‘Yawn, yawn. Move on.’
So it had a great plot, however similar it might have been to Hex Hall, but the characters… meh!
The main characters struggles to be funny and outspoken. But she fails miserably. Take her out of the specific situation and she’s dull as hell. The only thing I can recount about her from then is that she played soccer before becoming a Nightmare.
The rest of the cast is stereotypical in the way that strives to be non-stereotypical. The sensitive jock-type, the beautiful, down-to-earth friend, and a bitch who has a reason to be a bitch but still her actions turn out extremely irrational. Sure, I get that you have the right to hold a grudge against the person who turned you into a snake and made you eat worms, but surely you don’t go out of your way to banter with them after the murder of your supposed-friend.
The Nightmare Affair was another one f the things I couldn’t wrap my mind around. So, a Nightmare is a creature who feeds on the stuff your dreams are made of. They have no specific relation with nightmares. I think a more apt name would have been ‘dream-feeder’ or something? Not highly original but at least it makes some bloody sense.
This book is just cliche-ridden pr mystery, poor characterization. Oh and did I mention some very stupid characters and bad dialogue. The male protagonist, I forgot to mention, has a freaking big mouth and doesn’t know when to keep it shut. Rule 101 while solving mysteries in school: You do not include teachers on your plans, unless you have known them for a long time and they are trust-worthy. even so, you hesitate. But this guy just blabbers on and on and on. Drove me insane, he did.
The Nightmare Affair also manages to give you that shocked feeling when something untoward happens and doesn’t manage to create a fucking atmosphere. Let me give you an example:
A little panicked at the possibility of being lost, I hurried down the way I’d come in. Someone grabbed me from behind.
My reaction: Whatever.
Oh and I just remembered another bout of stupidity:
“I do,” said Eli. “There’re lots ofdifferent versions, but most say he was imprisoned in some kind of magical tomb by a witch named Niviane or some such.” I gaped at him, surprised by the depth
of his knowledge on the subject.
Yo, girlie, just ’cause he’s one of them popular ones don’t mean he has NO EFFING BRAINS! Unlike some people.
Well, one thing this book indeed managed to do was take a deceptively new and fresh idea, riddle it with bad execution and provide a hot, steaming plate of meh.
My advice: Go read Hex Hall. Much better.