Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi
Publisher: Harper/Harper Collins
Length: 352 pages
Genera: Science Fiction
She hasn’t touched anyone for 264 days.
Juliette’s touch is deadly. The last time she touched someone it was an accident, but The Reestablishment locked her up for murder.
The Reestablishment said their was the only way. The only was to fix things. Is fixing things throwing Juliette in cell and swallowing the key? So many people are dead now. The survivors are whispering.
The Reestablishment has changed its mind. Maybe Juliette is what they need now.
Juliette has a choice. Be a weapon. Or be a warrior.
I have very mixed feelings about this book. On one hand, I enjoyed the book enough to finish it in one sitting. However, the book was odd…
I really enjoyed the
striked text everywhere. Mafi sort of forgot about it by the end and slacked off.
Purple prose is a term of literary criticism used to describe passages, or sometimes entire literary works, written in prose so extravagant, ornate, or flowery as to break the flow and draw attention to itself.
There is a fine line between beautiful writing and purple prose.
I always wonder about raindrops.
I wonder about how they’re always falling down, tripping over their own feet, breaking their legs and forgetting their parachutes as they tumble right out of the sky toward an uncertain end. It’s like someone is emptying their pockets over the earth and doesn’t seem to care where the contents fall, doesn’t seem to care that the raindrops burst when they hit the ground, that they shatter when they fall to the floor, that people curse the days the drops dare to tap on their doors.
I get what she was trying to say. Juliette is loosing it. But does anyone really think about rain drops like this?
The romance is very sappy as well. I couldn’t get into it.
“His body presses closer and I realize I’m paying attention to nothing but the dandelions blowing wishes in my lungs.”
“My heart fails for a moment.
There are 400 cotton balls caught in my windpipe.”
“James and Adam glance back at me and I melt into pink Play-Doh.”
“Adam pulls back just a tiny bit. Kisses my bottom lip. Bites it for just a second. His skin is 100 degrees hotter than it was a moment ago. His lips are pressed against my neck and my hands are on a journey down his upper body and I’m wondering why there are so many freight trains in my heart, why his chest is a broken harmonica.”
She starts out interesting. I really liked her for about 100 pages. Then she decided she liked Adam. A lot.
After that, when Adam go bye-bye, I liked her again. Then she almost shot a guy. After that I really loved her. Guess what happens next?
Adam-y comes back. And she’s all goo-goo eyes. And I don’t like her anymore.
Spent too much time sticking his tongue in Juliette’s mouth, not enough thinking.
God, I hated him but loved him. He was an interesting character. At first I liked him much more than Adam (and I still do), but then he tried to rape her.
Warner, you’re still ten times cooler than Adam.
The only side character that I liked was Adam’s brother. I was laughing for a while after he came in Adam and Juliette’s room. Precious.
None of the side characters were very well-developed. I didn’t like any other ones.
Shatter Me or YA X-Men.
Juliette is a lame version of my favorite X-Men character Rogue. Warner and Adam are a weak attempt as Gambit. The story seems too much like an X-Men volume.
It was pretty predictable and boring at times, which disappointed me. Most of the time, Juliette was doing tricks for Warner and going all googly eyes on Adam.
The ending was horrible. I honestly could not believe that happened. A suit? No, no, no, no, no!!
Liked and Disliked:
- Striked text
- X-Men Ripoff
- “Special suit”
This wasn’t a very good book, but it was enjoyable. If you need a quick weekend read, try this one. If you want something more substantial try another book. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone really, unless for reasons already mentioned.
Favorite Character: Either Warner or Adam’s brother
I’d like to cry into his eyes.
The quote is so absurd, I had to put it somewhere.