amphibian, on 29 September 2013 - 03:51 AM, said:
Kaamos, on 28 September 2013 - 07:22 PM, said:
Sorry.
They do say listening to Viking metal makes even a pink porcelain kitty grow chest hair and grab a battle axe, so I guess I've become unfit to review romance novels ages ago.
You're like Cheery Littlebottom come to life.
I plaited some pastel-colored ribbons and Hello Kitty charms into my beard to make my opinion more credible. Oh, and dug out the battleaxe with rose-and-sunflower engravings instead of skulls.
An animated movie with warrior kittens would be cool!
On to the book: I'm three hours short of the ending; unfortunately cannot speed up audio books lest it sound like chipmunks. It's a wee bit better than Twilight: at least the boyfriend isn't an obsessive-possessive jerk ready to demolish Leiah's property when she's unsure about the relationship. Yet that's about it. It reads akin to an idle daydream, the equivalent of cheap softcore porn with a nondescript plot thrown in to tie together the loveydoveyness and pining for each other. The sexy Scotsvampire has huge bagpipes, knows how to please a woman till she moans with ecstasy not hitherto experienced, is superhumanly ready for another round in a couple of minutes. Perfect sex and love on the first sight. I guess it's meant to...well, arouse the female reader, but I found myself rolling my eyes for the most part. I keep emphasizing the choice of language: holy Taara and Perkele above, do not use depictions like "
her tongue danced with his" and "
he found the curve of her rump a paradise" or make them repeat phrases like
"holy crapoli" while copulating. Nonononono. It's NOT arousing, and like I did with Twitlight et al, I find such digiwaste an insult to my intelligence.
H'okay, it's formulaic, fluff-padded porn, but an author would achieve better results with the desired effect by 1) having a deep-voiced male reader on the audio book 2) giving the story a proper plot, length, character development, emotional weight, unpredictability, and reducing the amount of peeking beneath the kilt to turn the romantic scenes more...striking. Fine, nothing wrong with for instance choosing the old Beauty & the Beast trope for a basis with some fantastic elements, but subvert stereotypes, give the characters flaws and credibility, don't make the protagonist a namby-pamby milksop demigod and the leading lady a helpless squealing minus-one-dimensional Mary Sue. Blargh. And GODS BELOW DON'T COO OVER THE HALF-ANGEL HALF-VAMPIRE HALF-WEREPENGUIN BABY AGAIN GAAAH D: Put in some exciting swordfights instead. Cheery Littlebottom likes swordfights.
But, as the occasional crack reading this is fun. It's so bad it's unintentionally hilarious.
(Speaking of the Swamp Thing, I ordered parts 1-3 of Alan Moore's collected version a couple of weeks back and they should arrive soon-ish. Everything takes a long while to reach this hinterland of the universe.)
This post has been edited by Kaamos: 29 September 2013 - 03:16 PM