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juushikaTitle: The Silver Wolf (Legends of the Wolves Book 1)
Author: Alice Borchardt
Published: New York: Ballantine, 1998 (1993)
Rating: 2 of 5
Page Count: 460
Total Page Count: 123,073
Text Number: 358
Read Because: personal enjoyment, borrowed from the Multnomah County Library
Review: As 8th-century Rome dies, Regeane struggles to survive: a disenfranchised woman of noble blood—and also a werewolf—she's kept in poverty and forced into marriage. But, with the introduction of a few key players and an unknown wolf, she's beginning to take back control. The Silver Wolf is bombastic, artless, and overdrawn. Its grimdark setting never jives with its idealized protagonist or intrusive off-color humor, yet the book is full of good intentions: an unusual historical setting, realized in loving and disgusting detail; a blatant though often problematic arc of female empowerment. But all that could be good is drowned out by bad writing; rather than ponderous (and it easily could be), The Silver Wolf is simply pulpy. It has a Rician flair for the dramatic but not the gothic, the werewolves are run of the mill—which is to say that it's not even fun, indulgent pulp; it's just pulp, consumable but artless and empty. I don't recommend it.
Review posted here on Amazon.com.
Author: Alice Borchardt
Published: New York: Ballantine, 1998 (1993)
Rating: 2 of 5
Page Count: 460
Total Page Count: 123,073
Text Number: 358
Read Because: personal enjoyment, borrowed from the Multnomah County Library
Review: As 8th-century Rome dies, Regeane struggles to survive: a disenfranchised woman of noble blood—and also a werewolf—she's kept in poverty and forced into marriage. But, with the introduction of a few key players and an unknown wolf, she's beginning to take back control. The Silver Wolf is bombastic, artless, and overdrawn. Its grimdark setting never jives with its idealized protagonist or intrusive off-color humor, yet the book is full of good intentions: an unusual historical setting, realized in loving and disgusting detail; a blatant though often problematic arc of female empowerment. But all that could be good is drowned out by bad writing; rather than ponderous (and it easily could be), The Silver Wolf is simply pulpy. It has a Rician flair for the dramatic but not the gothic, the werewolves are run of the mill—which is to say that it's not even fun, indulgent pulp; it's just pulp, consumable but artless and empty. I don't recommend it.
Review posted here on Amazon.com.
