It took me aaaaaaages to finish this book! It’s embarrassing! I started this on May 21st….!! I’m not 100% sure why this took me so long, but the weighing factors probably were a lot of work and stress, leaving me pretty beat and brain dead after work and one other little, tiiiiny thing…
THE CONSTANT JUMPS BACK IN TIME
Yes. That is something that drives me crazy. This works really well in movies. I love that, getting a good base for the characters, their history and so on, but NO, not in books. A little goes a long way! But in this one it is a constant return! And always when things are starting to happen in the “now”! And most of the time is was, for me, stories from the characters past that didn’t really interest me. Not then and there at least. The only back jump I really liked was the very last one, which basically was a repeat of what was said in the very start of the book, but THAT one really fitted.
But besides that this was a really great book and a really elaborate and colorful and unique story! It was funny, it was macabre, it was violent and full of foul language which just pleased me heaps. 😀 Yes, even the pretty bloody, disgusting way of torture exercised in this book. This is something I so rarely see in books! And this is no YA book, and THANK GOD for that!
I really can place this book among Patrick Rothfuss’ books, but Rothfuss is still my number one in this genre.
Just a quick summery: Locke Lamora is a grand thief in Camorr, a world resembling Venice, with barges and canals instead of cars and roads. He and his band of Gentlemen Bastards spend their days keeping up appearances as priests and beggars, while they under the surface are clever thieves who create convincing alibis and amazing costumes to make elaborate schemes. And they are about to pull their greatest scheme ever, which will take them months to pull off, but the rewards will be huge.
I did 8 marks in this book and here are some of my favorite dialogues, quotes that describe this book and its humor and language great.
“My attendant will be along any moment,’ Locke/Fehrwright said as he/they stepped aboard the barge, ‘his name is Graumann, and he too suffers from a slight case of being imaginary.”
“Merciful gods,’ said Calo, ‘it must be catching.”
“This doublet’s damned uncomfortable in the back,’ Locke muttered. ‘Jean! Jeeeeaaaaaaan!”
“What is it?” Came and echoing return shout a long moment later. “Why, I just love to say your name! Get in here!”
“(…) So eat hemp and shit rope, bondsmage.”
“Yes! Yes,’ cried the woman. ‘Yes! Now throw him out the window!”
“For the love of the gods, madam,’ snapped Locke, ‘can you please pick one man in your bedroom to cheer for and stick with him?”
Hard lessons were handed out; as many men learned to their sorrow, it’s impossible to be intimidating when one angry woman has your cock between her teeth and another is holding a stiletto to your kidneys.
So, yes, I loved the humor and the brutality and the honesty in this book! 🙂