Fear…

Fear, by Michael Grant

Oh.My.God.

Oh.My.God.

Oh.My.

Oh.

I bought the book yesterday, expecting it to be brilliant. It is.

It’s brilliant, it’s outstanding, it’s marvelous, it’s amazing, it’s… Wow.

The first line in the entire book, had me saying (in my head) “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!”

And the last line?

Well let’s just say, I’m in shock. I finished it about five minutes ago, and I’m in shock. I can’t believe it. I’m still taking it in.

First of all, it’s creepy. It’s really creepy. In fact, I’m not going to use the word creepy anymore, I’m going to use Penny instead. It’s really Penny. Really really Penny. For those who didn’t get what I did there, basically, Penny is insanely creepy. Insanely creepy, and creepily insane. (Spell check is telling me “creepily” is not a word, but I’m using it anyway)

The plot is brilliantly thought out, and full of suspense. Slight spoiler ahead, but it’s mentioned on the blurb, so I’m going to say it anyway.

The barrier, the dome , the whatever-you-want-to-call-it goes black. Black. As in “dark”. As in, there’s no light. As in, big problems. But I had a solution. They didn’t, but I did. I’m sure I couldn’t have been the only one wondering why Sam didn’t just make one big Sammy-sun and fire it into the sky, could I? I can’t be certain (obviously), but that makes sense to me.

Secondly, the little “glimpses” of Little Pete and the outside world are confusing, but they work. And they’re so teasing, You’re kept in suspense until literally the last five pages…

Drake is getting up to as much mischief as ever, but now he competition for the title of the most insane villain. That competition is called Penny, and as I’ve said before, she’s horrible. Everyone else has their vices and virtues, but Penny (and Drake) are just bad. Just plain bad.

Caine seems to be getting better, but from previous experience, this probably won’t last. Sam’s not nearly as smart as I’ve been giving him credit for, but he’s still all there. Sort of. You wouldn’t be able to pay me to switch places with him at the end.

Astrid is still as infuriating as ever. I had been assured that she get’s better, but I don’t think so. She’s less religious, but still extremely self-assured, and exasperatingly Astrid-like. However, my respect for Dekka has doubled. Personally, I didn’t think that was possible, but let’s just say, she goes through a lot.

Personally, I like to think, that if I could be one character from the FAYZ, I’d be Lana. She’s just so badass(Sorry, but I can’t think of any other word) Though, to be honest, I’d probably end up either going crazy, or fading into the background of the unnamed characters.

Overall, I loved Fear. I’ve been a huge fan of the Gone series, ever since I got the first book for Christmas in 2010, from my dad. He had to smuggle it into the house, due to my overprotective mother, and several content warnings on the cover. I sat down on Christmas morning for four hours and refused to talk to anybody, or go anywhere until I had finished Gone. I went out the next day and bought Hunger and Lies. From that first day, I was hooked on the series, and so far, I’ve loved every installment. I was on a plane when I read Plague (the fourth book), and the person sitting beside me must have thought I was crazy, I gasped so much. But did I care? Not one bit!

Fear gets 4 eyebrows up out of five, because it’s absolutely brilliant! Michael Grant, I salute you!

Reading back over this post, I realise that I sound like a ten-year old writing a book report. Also, I think I’ve run out of superlatives. Ah well…

So until next time just remember:

Fear is amazing, and Jazz hands make everything better…

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