I read this one between about 10 PM – 1AM last night when I was SUPPOSED to be sleeping because I had to get up early the next morning, but I had made the poor life decision of drinking my favorite Starbucks latte [from B&N, so my two favorite things ever] at about 8:00 at night.
So there I am, lying WIDE awake in bed, thinking “So now what?” and this was next on my list. Any criticisms, then, should be tempered by the fact that it was basically the middle of the night and I was supposed to be sleeping and was correspondingly grumpy. It turned out okay because yay, coffee [the root of my problem as well as the solution] saved me the AM, but I digress.
Angelopolis, I found out after I finished, is actually the second book in the series. The first book, Angelology, came out 2010 and—according to the publisher—was a “New York Times bestseller and global sensation.”
Angelopolis, however, follows Vermaine, an angelologist aka angel-hunter [these are the good guys, angels are bad] and his angel-hunting buddies. Angels here are basically at the moral level of your traditional vampire—endowed with superpowers & like to prey on humans, except less sucking of blood and more of general menace. They’re trying to basically take over the world [gasp] & it’s up to our friend Vermaine to stop these Russian bad guys from killing his kind-of-girlfriend and harnessing ancient secrets for their destructive purposes.
Trussoni spends a LOT of time explaining her whole world by using various cheesy devices like “Oh yes, I remember the last time we spoke, we discussed how this type of angel is like this and we learned this and this” and also just blatant narration and “Oh yes, I remember how this and this is true and blah blah blah.” That got really old, but again, I was grumpy. I did feel like half of the book was Trussoni being really excited about her own world-building skills and wanting to tell us all about the amazing details that she made up that weren’t really relevant at the moment.
The story stands alone, to a certain extent, although there’s definitely the sense that this is the second in a trilogy. The action was good—it moved quickly & certainly kept up an exciting plot. If you’re in it for good writing & believable relationships [and not—he loved her! Why, we don’t know! Oh wait, just kidding!], this may not be your jive. I did skip the first one. There may have been a good build up to the relationships that we take for granted in this one, but I kind of doubt it. The plot is original, and the action keeps it moving—and kept me awake, thank you very much, until I finished it.
This reminded me most of Laini Taylor’s Daughter of Smoke & Bone trilogy, but honestly, Laini Taylor does it better. If you liked hers, you probably will like this one, but if you haven’t read either, go read Daughter of Smoke & Bone. You can thank me later.