Wednesday, November 15, 2017

RAMSES THE DAMNED: THE PASSION OF CLEOPATRA Review



34400370 Ramses the Great, former pharaoh of Egypt, is reawakened by the elixir of life in Edwardian England. Now immortal with his bride-to-be, he is swept up in a fierce and deadly battle of wills and psyches against the once-great Queen Cleopatra. Ramses has reawakened Cleopatra with the same perilous elixir whose unworldly force brings the dead back to life. But as these ancient rulers defy one another in their quest to understand the powers of the strange elixir, they are haunted by a mysterious presence even older and more powerful than they, a figure drawn forth from the mists of history who possesses spectacular magical potions and tonics eight millennia old. This is a figure who ruled over an ancient kingdom stretching from the once-fertile earth of the Sahara to the far corners of the world, a queen with a supreme knowledge of the deepest origins of the elixir of life. She may be the only one who can make known to Ramses and Cleopatra the key to their immortality—and the secrets of the miraculous, unknowable, endless expanse of the universe. (Synopsis from Amazon)
 3 stars

I was so excited to see that RAMSES THE DAMNED: THE PASSION OF CLEOPATRA was coming out.

I read The Mummy/Ramses the Damned when it first came out.  It entranced me, carrying me away to distant times and exotic, oft dreamed of places. It’s taken over 25 years for the story of Ramses, Julie, and Cleopatra to continue.

The gang is all here with the addition of some new and interesting characters.  Thought provoking ideas, as well as moral and spiritual questions are introduced. There’s plenty of suspense and excitement; loose ends are tied up, to an extent. There always seems to be something left hanging at the end of an Anne Rice book. 

That being said, two important elements were missing for me. RAMSES THE DAMNED: THE PASSION OFCLEOPATRA lacked the lush/sensuous quality, and I don’t mean this in the sexual sense here, that so many of Ms. Rice’s earlier books possessed.  The questions raised by the ties between Sibyl Parker and Cleopatra were skimmed. The depth of one of the most intriguing relationships in the book, at least to me, was missing. It’s possible it will be explored later. I would’ve preferred here and now.  So, while I enjoyed the read, and was glad to put some questions to rest, it didn’t transport me. 

RAMSES THE DEAD: THE PASSION OF CLEOPATRA is worth the read, if for nothing but to tie up threads left hanging in The Mummy/Ramses the Damned all those years ago. However, I wouldn’t recommend reading them back to back if you got lost in The Mummy.  You'll likely be a tad disappointed if you do.



Sunday, November 12, 2017

PICINIC AT HANGING ROCK Review & Giveaway


PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK
by Joan Lindsay
Foreword by Maile Meloy



Mysterious and subtly erotic, PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK (Penguin Classics; On-sale: October 3, 2017; $16.00; ISBN: 9780143132059) was first published 50 years ago and inspired the iconic 1975 film of the same name by Peter Weir—as well as a six-episode TV series starring Game of Thrones’ Natalie Dormer, scheduled to be released by Amazon next year. Widely considered one of the most important Australian novels of all time, it stands with Shirley Jackson’s We Have Always Lived in the Castle, Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca, and Jeffrey Eugenides’ The Virgin Suicides as a masterpiece of intrigue.

On a cloudless summer day in the year 1900, everyone at Appleyard College for Young Ladies agreed it was just right for a picnic at Hanging Rock. After lunch, three girls climbed into the blaze of the afternoon sun, pressing on through the scrub into the shadows of the secluded volcanic outcropping. Farther, higher, until at last they disappeared…. They never returned.


My thoughts....


It’s not hard to see why PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK is a classic. The central mystery, what happened to the girls and the math teacher on the rock, is still a puzzle to this day. 

Even more interesting is the aftermath of their disappearance. The effect on those left behind, and the sole survivor, is an encapsulated study of human nature; and it's not always pretty or noble.

Disquieted best describes how I felt during and after reading PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK.

However, I would caution against reading the foreword in its entirety. When she recommends stopping, please do. A lot of my reading pleasure evaporated after reading the ending the author alludes to in several scenes. These incidents stand alone fine without the original ending, thank goodness.

3 stars

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