Ross Gilleland Gilleland từ Daujėnai 39205, Lithuania
Not great, but interesting. If you're a Rumi fan and expected this to be as good, you'll be highly disappointed, which is what I felt reading this today. I like this English translation, though, sooooo much better than Rumi translations that were, to say the least, weak; I have always read Arabic translations and I think I will continue to read Persian poetry in Arabic translations rather than English.
** spoiler alert ** I LOVED the first two books, but the ending to the trilogy just seemed so plain. There was so much buildup, and it sort of fizzled out. I was getting ready for this big battle between Lord Azriel and the Authority, with Will and Lyra coming in to save the day, and I felt cheated out of it. The Authority, this great egotistical evil, just shriveled up and died? Dried up and flew away in a puff of dust? Really? I was looking forward to meeting the Authority, seeing what he had to say, what his point of view was... not nothing. I also was not okay with Ms. Coulter turning good. I wanted to hate her, and I couldn't get over what she had done in the previous books. I didn't trust her, so it was difficult to warm up to her and feel warm-fuzzies when she stepped in to help save the day. And I really, really was disappointed that the "big temptation" was Lyra and Will "falling in love". How old were they, twelve? And they're "in love", burning, deep, passionate love that can bring down worlds? Why can't we have a male and female lead without making them make out? And twelve-year-olds don't fall in love. Not that kind of love. The ending really did not match up with the rest of the books. It's like he didn't know how to end it, so he threw together this ending, bland and cliched, just to get it over with. Meh. Which is so sad, since the series, the world, the ideas were all so great... :(
** spoiler alert ** Martin really likes to toy with my emotions. A few too many good guys and too few bad guys bite it in this one, and all our heroes are still down on their luck. . . .