Alan Dean Foster repeatedly demonstrated an ability to translate iconic films into novels of at least equivalent quality. This book is one such example.
The story of Perseus is known the world over and this telling is such as depicted in the film of the same name. It captures the mysticism of mythological stories in an innocent fashion which presupposes that readers will not question certain aspects of the story-tellers perspective.
Odd enough in the way the people act and speak using common conventional English rhetoric and colloquial phrases splashed with some "Ancient Greek" spice. The ideals of man, woman, and love are all fairly archaic here. Men are either strong warriors or withered old writers and peddlers. Women are either beautiful royalty, the subject of admiration and desire, or they are servants. The heroes are all beautiful spectacles, blessed with strength of body and mind. The villains are all ugly and monstrous. True love recognized at first glance and then won not by courtship or romantic gestures, but through battle and a display of physical dominance over other suitors.
It's an innocent and naive approach to story-telling. Best-suited for younger readers who have not yet developed the capacity to navigate the blurred lines of right and wrong and weigh the balance between morals, ethics, and justice.
Still the story holds value. Both in its depiction of a mythology and in the way it endeavors to show that greed, anger, and revenge are ugly emotions that scar and ruin men. After all, these are some of the very messages that the Greek tales were meant to deliver and even delivered in the fashion they were intended. The finale carries a message that takes a stab at being profound for those that choose to take it as such.