I have just finished reading "Wicked" by Gregory Maguire, and I must say it was a rather frustrating experience. The premise of the book, which involves nonhuman characters and a reimagining of the Oz story, was extremely promising. However, the execution left a lot to be desired.
The book started off slow and academic, with pages and pages of description that made it difficult for me to get into the story. I found myself constantly falling asleep while reading, which is never a good sign. The plot, or lack thereof, was also a major issue. There was no real action or intrigue, just a lot of political plotting that made no sense to me.
On the plus side, I really loved the character of Elphaba. She was strong, intelligent, and unwavering in her beliefs. Her romance with Fiyero was also very well done, and the emotions and feelings that came with that relationship were my favorite part of the novel. Some of the supporting characters, such as Fiyero and Boq, were also interesting and dynamic.
Despite these亮点, the book as a whole was a disappointment. There were moments of sheer brilliance, such as the satire and political and social commentary, but these were often overshadowed by the boring writing and lack of imagination. The world-building was also rather bizarre, and I found myself more confused than anything else.
All in all, "Wicked" was a mixed bag for me. It had its moments, but it also had a lot of flaws. I'm hoping that "Son of a Witch," the sequel to this book, will be better. I've heard good things about it from several friends, so I'm willing to give it a shot.
"'Listen to me, sister,' she said. 'Remember this: Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny.'"
"The more civilized we become, the more horrendous our entertainments."
"'The real thing about evil,' said the Witch at the doorway, 'isn't any of what you said. You figure out one side of it--the human side, say--and the eternal side goes into shadow. Or, vice-versa. It's like the old saw: What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well no one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see, the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret.'"