Friday, May 11, 2012
Eve, by Anna Carey
Having realized only a bit late that this was one of those pre-fab YA monstrosities from Alloy, I almost put it down, but I was stuck on a plane without anything else to read and it was a quick page-turner, so I gave it a shot. As one would expect though, the story is formulaic and largely lifeless. The post-apocalyptic scenario lacks originality (plague? oh please!). The situation is implausible (only a pre-teen would believe the baby-farm idea) and exists mostly to serve as an excuse for the inability of any adults to be useful. The romance (this being an Alloy-committee production) is the retreaded forbidden love concept. In sum, you can kill time with this, but the cynical commercialism of the series makes it a last resort.