That feeling when you finish The Witching Hour is truly a complex one. There were so many aspects of this novel that I liked, yet at the same time, there were also numerous elements that I had some qualms about. But I'm just proud of myself for actually getting through this 1040-page behemoth.
Since there are so many different parts to this novel, and I have diverse feelings towards these various sections, it's quite challenging to review it comprehensively unless you go section by section. And I simply don't打算 do that. However, I will say this:
It took approximately 150 pages for me to feel like I was truly immersed in the book, rather than just being set up for a story.
The history of the Mayfair witches felt extremely well thought out and captivating. It was by far the BEST part of The Witching Hour. Anything written by The Talamasca was an interesting aspect of this saga to read, and it should've been its own book - without a doubt. Other parts of the book, which were interwoven throughout, were a bit hit or miss.
To me, the main climax of the novel occurred around page 700. The book could've ended there, been excellent, and felt ready for a sequel. But instead, it just... kept... going. And going and going. The next 200 pages actually just felt like a lengthy transcript for Extreme Makeover: Haunted House Edition.
(Watch for very mild spoilers from here on out.)
When the book finally, in the last 75 pages or so, hit its stride with the last conflict arc, the storyline began to feel rushed. The very ending of the book was convoluted and frustrating to read. To actually get through over 1000 pages and then find out that it ends in a cliffhanger?!
The main issue I have with this saga (if you couldn't tell) is that it actually feels like 3 whole books, compiled into one. Normally this wouldn't be a major issue, but it does raise the question, "Why?" Especially when you finish and then realize that it's not the end of the story after all.
Was it worth it? Maybe. Would I do it again? Hell no.