Maybe my enthusiasm for the series fizzled out while waiting for this book, but I was bored out of my mind. On the upside, Augusta is finally dialed down enough that I wanted to slap her only a couple of times. On the downside, this book is such a mess that I feared Ms English was writing in a fever or something. The plot retreads the storyline of the feral books and simply repeats a lot of the stuff the Werths dealt with before, even though much better ideas were right there. As in the previous books, characters disappear from and reappear in the plot at random (the Selwyns are only mentioned, so is Ivo, and Uncle Silvester is outright absent with no explanation). The story itself is plothole ridden, the more you think about it, the faster it falls apart, and the mystery is again solved not by the investigation itself but by an outside source outright telling them (that source is never mentioned again). And they still refuse to burn the damn books! Some paragraphs and dialogues continue to be outright incomprehensible, but most egregiously, everyone is somehow bland, even Theo and Ballantine (at least the former gets a couple of moments to shine and the latter is much less exhausted).
We get a couple of new characters and they are decent enough (even though Miss Baudelaire feels like a forced romance for Theo in the future?), and Goodspeed is as mysterious as ever (and we still get no answers about him). This elevates the book to two stars, but only because I gave one star to Book 2 and this one is marginally better.
~~~~~~~
Wyrde and Wayward ⭐⭐⭐⭐
Wyrde and Wicked ⭐
Wyrde and Wild ⭐⭐⭐
Wyrde and Wondrous ⭐⭐⭐⭐
Wyrde and Widdershins ⭐⭐