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Sono passati ormai più di due anni dalla distruzione di Londra e Tom ed Hester, ancora insieme e sempre più innamorati l'uno dell'altra, vivono solcando i cieli a bordo della Jenny Haniver e commerciando tutto ciò che trovano lungo il loro cammino. Hester si sta persino abituando alla felicità, proprio lei che per anni ha vissuto ai margini, affamata e rassegnata alla solitudine. Finalmente sembra essersi ritagliata il suo posto nel mondo, accanto al suo Tom.
Un giorno, però, dopo essere stati attaccati dallo Stormo Verde, i due precipitano nelle Lande di Ghiaccio, dove vengono soccorsi in extremis da Anchorage, una città un tempo pacifica e gloriosa ma che ora riesce a stento a sopravvivere e che si muove scivolando silenziosa come un fantasma attraverso quelle distese innevate e inospitali. Qui vengono accolti a corte da Freya Rasmussen, la giovanissima e nobile margravia della città. La ragazza, dopo la morte dei genitori a causa dell'epidemia che ha decimato la popolazione di Anchorage, ne ha assunto la guida e ha scelto di darle una nuova, spregiudicata rotta verso l'America, il continente morto. Proprio quelle terre lontane e devastate dalla Guerra dei Sessanta Minuti, dove quasi nessuno è mai riuscito a spingersi e dove si narra si trovino oasi rigogliose e lussureggianti.
La permanenza nella città e, soprattutto, la vicinanza con Freya, con la quale condivide interessi e passioni, risveglieranno però in Tom la nostalgia per la sua vecchia vita londinese e inizieranno a creare un'incrinatura nel suo rapporto con Hester, come una crepa nel ghiaccio, molto sottile ma pronta ad allargarsi. Tanto da spingere la ragazza, furiosa per la gelosia, a prendere una decisione che rischierà di mettere in pericolo tutto ciò per cui ha lottato fino a quel momento.
330 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 19, 2003
Book 1, Mortal Engines, was disappointing; Book 2 is worse. I sense that there is an interesting story happening in Reeve's steampunk world, but it's always just beyond the edges of the story he's actually telling. Somewhere in this world multiple factions plot against each other and a world war is beginning. But Predator's Gold isn't that story. It's the story of three underage minors--the bland hero, Tom; Hester, the ultra-violent girl with half a face; and Freya, the self-centered, fat ice princess--and their petty jealousies and unbelievable naivety. It's as though Reeve has taken all of my least favorite parts of Harry Potter and put them into a story with none of the magic or charm. This book teaches the reader the words polynya (an area of unfrozen sea water surrounded by ice) and limpet (relating to or denoting certain weapons that are attached to their targets by magnetic or adhesive properties and resist removal), as well as including a predictable Stalker re-birth, Fagin, plenty of argon lighting, and even more orphans (is there anyone in this story with two surviving parents? For that matter, is there a single admirable adult in this world?).
The end of the book features the most anticlimactic escape-from-certain-death imaginable; a character who isn't going to die even when shot point-blank in the chest; the R-rated violence of a main character running amok; and the ridiculousness of two 17-year-olds living together as though married and now starting a family. My heart is not warmed. There is little to root for, and it doesn't seem that any of the characters are on destined arcs, or that there's anything important for any character to do in the story.
Reeve is disappointingly vague in his descriptions, even where it would've been easy enough to do a bit of research and really enhance the scenes he writes. Here's one example:
Masgard drew his sword and swished it to and fro, practicing flashy fencing moves as he advanced on her. (292)"Swished it to and fro"? "Flashy fencing moves"? This is how you write when all you know about fencing is movie swordfighting. But I expect an author to demonstrate a little research when thinking about his world. I don't need him to show off fencing jargon, but I'd like to know that I can trust that the author is picturing everything that's happening, not just that people are sort of swooshing swords at each other.
The most disappointing aspect of this series so far (and especially this book) is its low value on human life. People are slaughtered in gruesome ways, and most people are little more than nameless cogs in the wheels of Municipal Darwinism. I find little that is kind, good, and compassionate in this series, which is unrealistic, not to mention not much fun to read.
Hello? Excuse me! Last book of the year coming through!

I really, really liked this one! The world is exciting and fun and crazy in a way I've never read before. All YA dystopian books feel like copy cats in varying degrees and levels these days but this is original stuff and it becomes wholly evident in this book especially. It's madness! Chases and betrayals, cheating and close-calls, things are happening all over the place. And the most satisfying thing is seeing it all coming together like clockwork. The world expands and connections are made beautifully in the book.
Besides that it was a wonderful last read of the year if my finishing it in less than 48 hours is any indication.
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