1.5 Stars (I didn't like it, but I still managed to read the whole thing).
So I finally did it. I read a mermaid book. My disdain for this trend was already pretty big considering I had yet to actually dip my toes in it, but when I started seeing one fabulous review after the other pour in for Monstrous Beauty I was determined that this would be the mermaid book for me. It was described as literary and haunting, beautifully written with dark, Gothic touches. Perfect for me. Oh, how wrong I was.
The Lore: I’m torn about the mermaid lore in Monstrous Beauty. On the one hand, I love their physical descriptions, their general rules of being, and I pumped my fist like a mofo when Syrenka ripped open that rapist’s chest and ate his lungs (the best part of the whole damn book imho), but on the other hand it was all just so convenient. We didn’t learn a single thing about mermaids (or anything else for that matter) that wasn’t immediately relevant to the tale at hand. It wasn’t as if the story existed within this world that already existed, it was as if the world was being constructed to support the story. Also, didn’t Syrenka tell Ezra that to become human she had to bear a human child? And yet, it never occurred to him to ask her what she was doing with legs? The willful ignorance of the characters and the all-too convenient story lines were glaring.
It’s a bit rapey up in here: One aspect that particularly bothered me was the rapey-ness of the whole thing. A man who would go to great lengths to save another from the evil grips of a mermaid would suddenly be overcome with the need to rape her? Not to mention the fact that in the present day, Hester is continually leered at, physically accosted, and treated in a generally lecherous manner that is shrugged off almost as if this is perfectly normal male behavior. Um…what? A dude pushes himself on you, you manage to scare him off raping you by seeming crazypants, and you prove you’re crazy by not telling anyone about this creep?!?! How is that okay?! You let dudes eye bang you and proposition you for sex while you’re at work, and you don’t tell them off because you think your boss would be annoyed at you for breaking character? Yeah, pretty sure if your boss would actually be upset with you over asserting your right not to be treated like a sex toy on the job, you need to find a new place to work. But, Hester’s complete confusing lack of sense aside, why do all of these men in this book act this way? Are we as readers supposed to accept that most guys out there are just waiting for the opportunity to rape women, or is this supposed to be some mermaid mojo that they unknowingly hold over human men? If this is some sort of power that’s supposed to have been worked into the lore, we should see that, but it’s not there. And so we come to the fact that the only decent guy in this whole book is Peter and…
Hester: How do I disdain thee? Let me count the ways. Well, I already mentioned the ‘I’m going to let guys treat me like crap’ thing, so how about the ‘I’m going to treat guys like crap right back’ thing? Peter, her best friend, is so obviously in love with her and such a good guy–she does not in any way deserve him. She completely brushes him off, ditches him, and even has the gall to ask him for help doing illegal things after all of that. Then she gets all huffy when he asks if maybe she did this other illegal thing that she did do, makes him worry about her all night, and then at the end is all ‘oh you’ve been worried about me? Whatever, I’ll tell you about it some other time, how ’bout you read my dead lover’s headstone for me?’ Peter’s feelings are never once addressed.
And those illegal things? Made no sense. Hester supposedly wants to be a historian, but no history program in their right mind would accept her. First, Hester inexplicably needs to steal a book from the rare section of the library. (Side note–loved the librarian here who was awesome and helpful in Hester’s genealogical research!) The librarians let her look at this book as much as she wants. She expresses shock that she’s allowed to touch it, but then as soon as their backs are turned she shoves it in her backpack. Then, she also has to steal a doll from the museum. She has to steal it right that second. It’s so important, even though the task she needs it for has been left undone for well over a hundred years, and I’m pretty sure a day or two to go through legitimate channels would make no real difference. She potentially damages more historical property in order to complete this task–and almost certainly destroys the doll. Clearly Hester has no real respect for this field she wants to be a part of.
Then, let’s talk about her curse. Hester believes (and rightly so) that the women in her family carry a curse that will make them die shortly after giving birth. Okay…so she decides that she can’t have children. Logical enough, right? Nope! To Hester, not having kids equates to ‘I can never be in a relationship with anyone ever’. Apparently, she had the sing-song ‘First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage’ drilled into her head to the point of severe brainwashing. Since when does not wanting children mean you can’t have love? What kind of message does that send? Sure, I’ll hand it to Elizabeth Fama, she addresses the notion of birth control, but Hester believes that without surgical procedures, there’s no guarantee love won’t mean death for her. This is ridiculous. Birth control, when taken properly, is extremely effective. The pill, for example, is over 99% effective. Set a freaking alarm and take it at the exact same time every day, then make your partner wear a condom as a backup form of birth control. I pretty much guarantee you’re not going to get knocked up unless you’re some kind of fertile wonder. Hester sits around all mopey about her lot in life without ever really thinking about her options or taking control. After reading other heroines that don’t want kids, but have enough agency to still be happy in life–because IT’S OKAY TO NOT WANT KIDS (look at Katsa or Aya), Hester was just insufferable.
The Relationship: Insta love, no development, inexplicably drawn to one another…could I be less interested? Hester, who has decided that she must be alone forever to the point where she has only one friend and treats him like dirt, instantly drops all of her ‘hard-earned’ personal strife when she meets Ezra. Which says to me not ‘oh I’ve been suffering with this curse and now I can’t resist love’ but, ‘oh hey, no one’s ever good enough for me, but this dude’s cute so I guess I’m good to go now’. Seriously, she has one real conversation with him and then is ready to make out and potentially drop what little life she has to hang out with him on the beach forever? That’s healthy emotional growth for ya.
The explanation: Okay, first, I have to say that the urgency of this ‘mystery’ made zero sense to me. Hester had this unexplained need to suddenly uncover the details of her family curse, free pinned spirits, and fix something that’s been happening for over 100 years. There was no reason behind her urgency or actions, no legitimate motivation spurring her on. Then, Hester uncovers the fact that she holds Syrenka’s soul within her body. I didn’t find this charming or self sacrificing on Syrenka’s part, I found it pretty messed up. Syrenka throws her soul into the empty shell of her own daughter’s body after realizing that she’d used her own daughter’s soul to pin the spirit of Ezra (and apparently everyone else who died that day–though I’m pretty sure this was never addressed). See–maybe it’s just me–but I don’t get this. Putting your soul into someone else’s body doesn’t save that person. That person doesn’t exist, the body is a shell. Sticking your soul in their body only gives you a new body. It’s not self-sacrificing, it’s self-indulgent. It’s some weird method of practicing immortality. I didn’t think ‘oh how lovely’ when this was explained, mostly I just felt disturbed and it made me dislike Syrenka more.
The obvious: I don’t deal well with characters who don’t figure things out as fast as readers. I really don’t deal well with characters who take as long to figure out the obvious as Hester does. The fact that Hester is seeing and communicating with ghosts is obvious to the reader from the beginning. They literally tell her that no one else talks to them, but she still doesn’t get it. In fact, after she finally begrudgingly accepts that one character must be a ghost, it never occurs to her that these other people who are obviously displaced in time might also be dead. Really, Hester?
Obviously, I failed to find Monstrous Beauty beautiful. I didn’t feel as if there was any emotional development, the world building was a patch job, the pacing inexplicable, and the outcome unsatisfactory. Maybe I should just stay away from mermaids all together from now on…