Decadently stylized and relentlessly bloody, this story is a tasty bite but doesn’t feel like it has too much substance. I really like Khaw’s writing style, so I was happy to fall into her literary wordplay that describes horrible things, and this novel has that in spades. I just think there wasn’t a whole lot of actual story, here. It felt like enough story to fill a novelette or novella, maybe, but there just wasn’t enough to sustain a novel. The plotting was done across two timelines, jumping back and forth from the past to the present, and while I often appreciate that way of building tension and misleading the reader about various plot points or character traits, here it just felt like it emphasized that there wasn’t a solid narrative actually leading this story anywhere. I think the characters were all interesting, the main character and a large cast of ancillary characters all felt unique and colorful, and they all seemed to have genuine life stories propelling them. However, we don’t really get to know them as much as I would have liked due to the fractured storytelling style, often learning interesting things about characters after they have already died or suffered in some way. As a result, I don’t have any emotional connection to their deaths, it is all just spectacle, which is fun, for sure, but not particularly emotionally resonant. In addition this is marketed as “dark academia,” but that is rather misleading, in so far as their being “students” is more façade than anything else, and their studies and exploits that would actually drag this story into dark academia territory are merely mentioned in passing, just throw-aways that don’t do a whole lot for the story or the characters. The world-building is interesting and has a lot of promise, but the lack of real narrative doesn’t give it room to grow or expand beyond “magical young adults trapped at their school,” regardless of how interesting or exciting the various magical/demonic/eldritch powers the students possess.
If you are a fan of Khaw’s flowery and literary prose, and you enjoy the way she can make an evisceration sound like poetry, you will have fun here. The characters don’t have a lot of room to grow or change, but what you do come to learn about them keeps them interesting and engaging, and something similar can be said about the world-building. There are some underlying explorations about not having to be the sum of the awful things that have been done to us, ideas about autonomy and empowerment and the recognition that the monstrous visages we wear to protect us can end up eating us alive, if we aren’t careful, but I didn’t feel enough of an emotional connection with the characters or the narrative for these to feel more than pro forma. This would have succeeded much more for me if it followed straightforward plotting style, instead of the multiple timelines, and was allowed to be a proper character study of these monsters who are just trying to survive. Still, I appreciate Khaw’s dark imagination and writing and am glad I read it, and still look forward to continuing to read more from her in the future.