Scar Night

This is sure going take a hell of time, i told Maggie. She grabbed the book, flipped to the Prologue and read the first lines. i grinned while studying her reaction. A very brief pause there is, before we both broke out into laughter.

Scar Night could be daunting to read. Alan Campbell described everything in painful detail rather than leaving it to our own imaginations - an extreme from Marr's style, i thought. It look me a good three weeks to finish reading. Steampunk isn't my kind of taste, but well, as curious as i can get, i want to dig whatever that's worth digging in this book.

Ok, what i liked about this book.

Three thousand years of faith built upon lies.

The first thing that sparked my interest is when the story took on a darker twist.

Put it this way, i was starting to get bored with Church, priests and yadaa yadaa... whatever their God of Chains Ulcis, along with his fearsome company of undead angels archons until i learnt that the people of Deepgate were actually cheated for a freaking three thousand years. This is badass. i began to anticipate - so what's the truth? What's really down there in the abyss? It isn't Ulcis down there, is it? However, my disappointment follows after this anticipation... Ulcis did existed! This could have been better, man.

i came to a liking of the author's creation of Deepgate City. The author's flair at painting details gave me a very lucid and realistic imagery of a city hung suspended by a network of chains over an abyss. One of a kind. Very original. One that lives in my head. i became attached to the buildings, metals, sceneries, and people with their lives and activities in Deepgate, and i can smell the fumes, the solemn mood that kept wafting about. At some point, i actually have a strong urge to pick up drawing so that i can illustrate Deepgate and the characters.

There is no glamour, i repeat, there is nothing shallow (glamorous) at all in this book.

Dill's father's but a shade of his ancient ancestors, and poor Dill's merely a shade of his father. The main protagonist Dill's an angel. He's a coward - an inadequate fellow. He's given a rusty chain mail and rough attire to wear and he's afraid of flying.

Carnival, a dangerous angel, wears scars all over her face and body...

Mr Nettle's a scrounger, too ugly to be regarded as a human, a primitive kind of personality.

Ulcis the God of Chains is an abomination, a fat God. All his undead temple archons are rotten and decaying creatures.

i wondered if this implies anything to the author's taste.

This is a World to remember.

Campbell's Scar Night didn't disturb me like how Marr's Ink Exchange did by stirring up powerful waves of emotions. For a change, it's a nice escapade. Aside the story, Deepgate itself leaves a solid impression. An experience, i would say.

Not sure if i'm willing to give Sci-Fi another go. ~_~

Meanwhile...

i'll deafened get this one! It's published days ago and yet available at the nearby bookstores so i guess i'll make a trip to Kinokuniya. :D It's going to be costly, uh hu...