“I remember running down a road on my way to a
nursery of flowers. I remember her smile and her laugh when I was my best self
and she looked at me like I could do no wrong and was whole. I remember how she
looked at me the same way even when I wasn’t. I remember her hand in mine and
how that felt, as if something and someone belonged to me.”
I don’t know what I expected from All The Bright Places anymore. I mean, the synopsis begins with the
line ‘When Finch and Violet
meet on the ledge of the bell tower at school, it’s unclear who saves whom,’ and it sounds great. (Bell tower at
a school though? I just rolled with it) I don’t know what and why but either
way, it sounded nice. It sounded interesting, it sounded special. In the
author’s note, Jennifer Niven mentions that she wanted to write an ‘edgy’
novel, a YA novel, a novel about personal pain (I wouldn’t have known this just
reading the book, sadly). Was it all those things? I suppose you know where I’m
getting at.
Meet
Ultraviolet Remarkey-able – and I wish so bad I was kidding about that name but
sadly I’m not. I mean, I kind of found the nickname cute in that terrible,
dorky way that makes you want to cringe, at first anyway. But I lost count how
many times the Hot Reckless BoyTM of the book repeats it. And I
mean, it honestly made me cringe every single time so I hope you feel my pain
here. Violet recently lost her sister, Violet is depressed, unfairly pretty, a
cheerleader, a writer, quirky and popular. I kind of liked Violet. I had
nothing against her depressed quirkiness. I think. Oh, also, Violet makes a
webzine designed to help teenagers with all their problems, because she’s kind
of saintly like that. It’s mostly irrelevant to the plot but relevant to my
annoyance so there you go.
Theodore
Finch is the mandatory hot reckless guy. He’s bipolar, suicidal, unreliable and
hot, basically everything you could expect from a discount hot guy. Want to
know the worst part of his character, though? He does not sound like a 18-year
old. I mean, he quotes Virginia Woolf (some of it with the help of Google,
which did make me chuckle) and writes Violet poetry on email. He writes songs
and to top it off, he also talks like someone from the 19th century.
I’ll get back to his ultimately annoying poetry when I’m ready to spoil the
ending for you.
The book
claims to be the story of both of these characters, but I believe it was the
story of Violet more than anything. She was characterised more strongly, and
she got the focus most of the way. I don’t mind – she was more likeable than
pretentious Finch whom the end made me hate more than anything. I'm not going to go into detail about the plot - they're forced to be friends and fall in love, naturally. The plot lacks actual conflict, and I was just constantly waiting, waiting and waiting.
I’ve seen
people compare this book to The Fault in
Our Stars, and I’m fairly sure the synopsis brought this up as well. It's not out of nowhere, either - we have the atmosphere of death, the girl whose name is a colour, the guy whose
name is right-up ridiculous and to top it off, they do not sound like teenagers
in the slightest with their metaphors and carefully constructed sentences. Of
course, All the Bright Places loses
in this comparison by miles – the plot was dull and lacked the tension of TFIOS
most of the way through, the characters didn’t sound beautifully poetic but
annoyingly so, and most importantly, TFIOS
did it first. All the Bright Places
is in this sense a Monday copy, a lookalike mimicking the success of a wildly
better book – and I’m not even a TFIOS fangirl, believe it or not.
The weird thing is that I enjoyed the book, mostly. It was
around the time Finch runs six miles frantically to get Violet flowers
(violets, naturally) and where I took the quote at the top of the page from
that I started to think, ‘Wait a minute. Do I actually enjoy these characters, because
they’re kind of starting to piss me off right now?’ From there it was all
downhill and the last tenth of the book (audiobooks make me measure weirdly, I
know), I just forced myself to chug it down so that I could write a review
about it and finally, thankfully read something else. I hope this doesn’t mean
I’m getting over my YA phase because there are at least 50 more YA novels I’d
like to read and enjoy.
…So anyway, the
ending. The ending. Finch dies – it’s not surprising per se, but it was
badly built and the tempo of the book didn’t give it the importance it could
have had. I wish to draw another parallel to TFIOS here – it’s the same ‘this
even is so important I’ll just say it’ kind of plot development. Finch actually
commits suicide by drowning, and before he does, he leaves Violet fucking cryptic Facebook messages filled
with poems to talk about the places he visited before fucking killing himself.
I am so annoyed by the premise of this that the wannabe cuteness of Violet
visiting all these places and seeing the signs he left behind didn’t make me
awww or feel bittersweet or anything. I was just so done.
Violet also writes pretty little poetry for Finch after he’s
dead and I continue to be so done. We pretend to see Violet pick up the pieces
of her broken life but I think Niven was too afraid to actually give us an
actual look at her future, so we get half-assed little glimpses instead. I
don’t think this was the right time to ~leave it up to the reader~, honestly.
I think this is where the book goes wrong for me. I mean,
the author wants to get across the message that suicide is serious, that I
should feel sorry for Finch, who felt like he had no other option. But
honestly? His life didn’t seem that bad to me and half the book was from his
POV so I should know. He seemed to be kind of getting it together and then he
spends a week or so visiting all the cool sights of Indiana (this makes sense
in the context, sort of) and writing poetry. Then he kills himself, and I don’t
feel sorry for him, and I think he had a choice, and I think he was an annoying
asshole. I’m just so upset by this, ugh. Like Everything, Everything, this is another audio book I’ll be
returning to Audible, because I honestly did not like it.
Also! There’s going to be a movie based on this book,
apparently! I can't express how much complaining I'll be doing when it actually comes out. *sigh*
On other news, I picked up Never Always Sometimes as my next project, and so far it seems like
a fairly typical high school novel with unquirky, actually teenager-like main
characters. I’m content with my life choices right now, but I still can’t
recommend All the Bright Places to
you.
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