Published by Harper Teen on 28 August 2006
Genres: Adolescence, Contemporary Romance, Emotions & Feelings, Love & Romance, Self-Esteem & Self-Reliance, Survival Stories, War & Military, Young Adult
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Also by this author: Finnikin of the Rock, Froi of the Exiles, Quintana of Charyn
Place(s) Traveled To: Unnamed, Australia (7 hours from Sydney) // Sydney, Australia
First Line(s): My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.
Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchatta is one of those books that people have been telling me for years that I should read. They tell me how good it is and other things that equate to a red blinking sign screaming HYPE! HYPE! HYPE! Books that are overhyped and I typically don’t get along and so I resisted and then I tried it and I put it down after a chapter. I tried this several times and each time I kept putting it down and telling people that it probably wasn’t for me even though I adored Finnikin of the Rock, Froi of the Exiles and Quintana of Charyn. Everyone then told me that I had to read past 150 in order to ‘get’ Jellicoe Road and to fall in love with it. 150 pages?!?! That is almost half way through the book and long past my cut off mark. It shouldn’t take 150 pages for a story to get good. Then I made a deal with Andi of AndiABCs, I would read Jellicoe Road if she read Finnikin of the Rock. As my love for Finnikin knows no bounds this was determination enough to plow through the angst filled book that was Jellicoe Road.
Oh my stars was this book filled with angst and unnecessary conflicts and drama! The adults were all selfish and petty putting their wants and needs over the wellfare of those around them. The teens were all so unlikable, especially Taylor, who was the narrator of most of the book. This made it hard to get into the story because I just didn’t care about anyone. I also don’t get what the big deal is over Jonah Griggs who is nothing more than a bully for much of the book. Then there is the mystery, the story within a story that is supposed to big this big mysterious, edge of your seat thing. The reveal of which is supposed to be so mind blowing that it makes the whole slow moving boring ass book worthwhile. And yet…I figured things out at the beginning of the book so the big reveal kind of fizzeled and I was left thinking…”That’s it?” If these characters just communicated with each other and didn’t keep such big secrets for pointless, selfish reasons then most of the ‘conflict’ in this book could have been resolved before the story had even started.
I did managed to get to the end of Jellicoe Road but it was a struggle. I forced myself to turn the pages and it was hard not to fall asleep as it was so darn boring. Kids running around the Australian outback angsting over war games and territory and how they are all broken and oh woe is me. I found myself rolling eyes and sighing the heavy sighs of frustration a lot while reading this one as there seemed to be no point or purpose to the book. This is one that I intially rated as a three star read but the more that I think about it the more I feel that rating was wrong and geared more towards all those I know love the book than my actual reaction. So I’ve lowered my rating and have given away my book and am just done with Jellicoe Road. I’ve heard that Marchetta’s other contemporaries have that similar 150 page rule so I think that I might just avoid those as well and just stick with her fantasy novels because its just such a different feel to her writing in those and I just like them so much better.