The beginning of chapter 98 is the ultimate example, and quite possible my favourite thing Yancey has written – it sent chills down my spine. Thankfully, The Last Star IS filled with all the things I loved in the The Monstrumologist – it has deeply flawed characters, it probes deep into the question of human nature, and leaves tons of mysteries unsolved. I was surprised when The 5th Wave became so popular, hitting number one on the NYT bestseller list and spawning a movie, because, at the back of my head the whole time was the way The Monstrumologist series slowly descended into metaphor and I had a sneaking suspicion that this series would go the same way.
Yancey is not everyone’s cup of tea, it’s the reason his Monstrumologist quartet was never that popular – he writes literary horror, a fact that is somewhat masked in The 5th Wave due to all the sci fi elements, but at it’s heart this trilogy is horror doused in literary devices. Still, as I write this review, pieces are continuing to click into place. Once the initial shock of all that goes on had passed, it took me some time to sort out all that happened. It was shocking and exhilarating and upsetting and confusing as all heck, but I loved it and can’t stop thinking about it. But as I inhaled the book, I realized that I absolutely loved it. And yet I was still worried, worried that the ending would fall flat. But I started reading and couldn’t put it down, stopping halfway only to sleep. I’ll admit I was worried I’d been seeing plenty negative reviews on Goodreads saying that books two and three were in no way necessary, that it was boring, that the ending was horrible. From the missal: “Remember you are dust and unto dust you shall return.” “Even the longest journey is a circle, and history will always cycle back to the place where it began. In these last days, Earth’s remaining survivors will need to decide what’s more important: saving themselves…or saving what makes us human. Betrayed first by the Others, and now by ourselves. And all 7.5 billion people who used to live on our planet. They came to wipe us out, they came to save us.īut beneath these riddles lies one truth: Cassie has been betrayed. They want the Earth, they want us to have it. They’re down here, they’re up there, they’re nowhere. It will end where it began, where it had been from the beginning, on the battlefield of the last beating human heart. It won’t end on any continent or ocean, no mountain or plain, jungle or desert. Gave death a face to put back in our face, because they knew that was the only way to crush us.
The Others didn’t invent death they just perfected it. We’re here, then we’re gone, and that was true before they came.
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