Saturday, January 4, 2014

Devil in the White City Review...

Quickie:
I hate this book more than Smaug loves his treasure. If you can, avoid this book at all costs. Don't bother paying for it. If you must read it, be prepared to be bored with excessive detail and romanticized descriptions of historical characters.

Now for the rant.

I have been forced by my English class to read this book. At first I was excited because of the murder and magic aspect as well as hearing about the book before. I read the first chapter with the enthusiasm I usually have when I start a new book. It was a disappointment. I thought for sure the Holmes chapters would be much better. They weren't. I just couldn't read this book because of how terrible it was. I forgot the book over winter break in my locker, though I was far from displeased. I ended up getting the audio book because I need to finish it for class by Monday. It's better as an audio book because I hear every word without that troublesome reading, mind wandering, then having to reread.
Now, for the faults. This book's detail is tiring to say the least. It is filled with side stories and other characters that have no relevance in the next part or page. It's horribly distracting. I don't care if someone was rejected for their design to "out Eiffel Eiffel". I care about what happened, not what could have been. Also, Every character was described as if they were from an airport romance novel. "His startling blue eyes..." "His dark coal hair..." "He was quite a handsome man with..." The details went on and on as if google didn't exist. Apparently Daniel Burnham, the main character of the architecture chapters, was supposedly very attractive with blue eyes and dark hair (I think). Well, the pictures on google would say otherwise. If this is such a fantastic nonfiction novel with extensive research, why are the characters so romanticized?
And the chapters with Holmes. I can already feel my fingers moving towards the Caps Lock. They romanticized him, completely forgot to describe the murders he committed, and had no insight to his mental states. It was horrendous. I heard more about the women he courted to kill and how fantastic of a husband he was (though however cold) than how he actually killed them. I was promised murder on the COVER of the book and I received sly and short suggestions to it. AND WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU ROMANTICIZE A SERIAL KILLER?! YOU WOULD NOT ROMANTICIZE HITLER, CHARLES MANSON, OR JEFFEREY DAHMER, SO WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU ROMANTICIZE H. H. HOLMES?! YOU DON'T DO THAT! That's like romanticizing abusive or unhealthy relationships. OH WAIT! THAT'S TWILIGHT AND 50 SHADES OF GRAY! THIS HORRIBLE ROMANTICISM OF H. H. HOLMES IS NO BETTER THAN TWILIGHT AND 50 SHADES OF GRAY!
That, and there were no dragons. It isn't a good story if there aren't any dragons.
Doodle of the Day:
I was playing with the chalk brush and this is what happened.

Gif of the day:
This is how done I am with that book.