Oh boy. Where do I start?
First, I was bored out of my mind the entire time I read this. It took me well around four hours to get through the 300 page tome. And I swear, there was a point where I closed the book and just sat there staring out into the void. I'm trying to understand my own dislike. What are my grievances? Why am I being so negative?
Well, first, I don't like the writing. I just don't. The fake curse words peppered in throughout were just distracting and took away from the gravity of the plot. It became humorous to read the characters exclaiming "bik" or some shit like that during what were meant to be emotionally devastating situations.
Second, the plot is generic and formulaic. It seemed as if, instead of letting the characters and plot develop organically through the writing process, the writer(s) decided upon certain elements and wrote around them. For instance, as in many, many, many, many, many YA novels, there is a preoccupation with eyes. In this story, it is a major plot point in which people of Eden get fitted with lenses that make them look "flat," or in other words, generic, normal human eyes. But our unique snowflakes, the second-born, have "kaleidoscope" eyes. Then there is, of course, the government that is lying to everyone. Classic. Then there are the pubescent children who somehow, through great adversity, are able to break into government buildings and take down armed guards. Of course, what's a story without love (or, at the very least, affection) that is immediate and unwarranted. But as a cherry atop this very bland sundae, there's a bisexual love triangle.
What really gnaws on me most is that all of this would be fine, if there was some subtlety in the writing. No characters announcing exactly how they feel. No rambling musings of the main character that are so devoid of...ugh, I don't even know what they're devoid of. It's just very amateurish. As much as I wanted to like it, I just couldn't.
I understand why stories like this are so popular. It mirrors our fears, our own mistrusts. And, I think, all of us, adults or not, feel powerless against the larger scheme of things. Personally, I feel helpless against injustices, against politicians and corporations who seem to disregard the greater good in exchange for money and power. I mean, if the 4.6 billion year existence of Earth was scaled down to 4 years, humans have only been here for 4 hours. And in 4 hours we've managed to pretty much destroy the planet. So we read stories about teens who live in dystopias and fight for justice to get away from our own dystopia. I get it. I like dystopian fiction for that reason. But I also love literature and language. I like good writing. In the 4 hours humanity has been here, language may be the best thing we've come up with. Language is what helps us persevere against all odds. So, when I read fiction, especially YA books, I become critical. I think we deserve much more than just formulaic stories that are clumsily written, devoid of real-ness and humanity just meant to rake in the big bucks from readers and, yeah, fans.
Big picture, the story is intriguing. Yes. I'll give you that. But if the devil's in the details, then this story is the Pope's diary. Yep. I said it. And if that metaphor seems clumsy to you, because it is, then you know what you have waiting for you between the pages of The Children of Eden. Good luck.