Review: Sisters Red
Scarlett March lives to hunt the Fenris–the werewolves that took her eye when she was defending her sister Rosie from a brutal attack. Armed with a razor-sharp hatchet and blood-red cloak, Scarlett is an expert at luring and slaying the wolves. She’s determined to protect other young girls from a grisly death, and her raging heart will not rest until every single wolf is dead.
Rosie March once felt her bond with her sister was unbreakable. Owing Scarlett her life, Rosie hunts ferociously alongside her. But even as more girls’ bodies pile up in the city and the Fenris seem to be gaining power, Rosie dreams of a life beyond the wolves. She finds herself drawn to Silas, a young woodsman who is deadly with an ax and Scarlett’s only friend–but does loving him mean betraying her sister and all that they’ve worked for?–From Amazon
I apologize ahead of time to all the lovers of Sisters Red. I know there are a lot of you and you could probably beat me up. I wanted to love this book, certainly there are plenty of people who did and I encourage you to go read their reviews to find out why. I really enjoyed a bunch of Jackson Pearce’s videos. Here are two of my favorites to distract you with happy thoughts:
The truth is, I think Sisters Red is just the kind of book I need to try to read again some other time. I attempted it in snippets while waiting for Mockingjay, and then stopped to read Mockingjay before continuing with it. The poor book probably didn’t have much of a chance. My heart wasn’t in it.
I do think the cover is one of the coolest images ever. I enjoyed the relationship between Scarlett and Rosie, and I think Pearce did an impeccable job of describing the complexity of their bond. (One of my favorite snippets is quoted in the trailer above.) The concept of a modern day fairy tale adaptation appeals to me, and I’ve read some others (like Briar Rose) that I really enjoyed.
Unfortunately, I just couldn’t really get into the main plot. Werewolves/Fenris don’t seem to do it for me unless they are of the Shiver/Linger variety. I’m not really interested in mean, beastly werewolves, I guess. I thought the characters were interesting, but I couldn’t emotionally connect with them. Truly, I don’t think that was their fault or Pearce’s. I think it was just bad timing.
As much as I love tour books, one of the things I struggle with is that I sometimes receive a lot of books at once and have to race through them too quickly to be fair to them, or I get a book that I am not quite in the mood for at that time. Normally, I’d put it off, or if I did try to read it and couldn’t get into it for reasons other than the writing/plot itself, I just wouldn’t post a review. But I can’t do that now.
I’m sorry Sisters Red. I hope I can love you some other time.