Saturday, October 19, 2013
Red: Review(In which I rant)
Felicity St. John has it all—loyal best friends, a hot guy, and artistic talent. And she’s right on track to win the Miss Scarlet pageant. Her perfect life is possible because of just one thing: her long, wavy, coppery red hair.
Having red hair is all that matters in Scarletville. Redheads hold all the power—and everybody knows it. That’s why Felicity is scared down to her roots when she receives an anonymous note:
I know your secret.
Because Felicity is a big fake. Her hair color comes straight out of a bottle. And if anyone discovered the truth, she’d be a social outcast faster than she could say "strawberry blond." Her mother would disown her, her friends would shun her, and her boyfriend would dump her. And forget about winning that pageant crown and the prize money that comes with it—money that would allow her to fulfill her dream of going to art school.
Felicity isn’t about to let someone blackmail her life away. But just how far is she willing to go to protect her red cred?
Red was one of my most anticipated reads for the fall of 2013. Ever since the cover reveal, months, and MONTHS back, I wanted to read it. Even though her hair color is wayyy too faky to actually be believable. It's like saying people will not notice if you died your head green...they'll just think it's natural.
Anywho, I was just really getting excited for this book. From page 1, I could tell Red would not live up to my maybe-somewhat-too-high expectations. The first thing that made me dislike it was not really a "problem" per se, but it did bother me. The author wrote the novel in third person. For me, contemporaries are all about lovey-dovey type things and it should be at least bring out some emotions out of me. When you write in third person, you can't exactly tell what some of the emotions are and what the characters are thinking, or at least not as well when you write in first person. So I ended up being bored out of my mind.
The real problem of this book, however, was the main character, Felicity. Can I just rant about how she is a stereotypical, mean, prejudiced, stupid, bitchy, spoiled girl? I guess that's what I get for knowing it was about a popular girl. Ok, maybe that's taking it too far. What I really would have liked was for the girl to have some depth, rather than the boring exterior that the book showcased her as.
I guess I can't blame the girl for her prejudice-ness. I mean, she grew up in a racist family...and a racist community, where it was okay for a certain type of people to rule over the community. That's the second problem. The freaking book was pretty much being racist...and everyone thought it was okay(including Felicty, may I add). Well, everyone besides some of the brown-haired or blond haired peoples. I'm in that crowd.
The third problem is the romance. Can I just say blahhhh. And some more blahhhh.
I just...it was so boring. And so, well, unemotional. Aren't relationships supposed to be messy and complicated? I WANT THAT, BOOK. I did like the love interest, but did not enjoy how the author executed their relationship. At all.
Overall, Alison Cherry just did not have the right skills to write a book like this. Or maybe it just was the whole plot of the book she should not have stuck to. 0.0 Everything was, frankly, bad, worse, and horrible. And this saddens me, since it was one of my most awaited books of the fall.
Oh, I should also add that I did "not" finish this book. I had a total of 40 pages left. So yep.