OK, so maybe i had high hopes for this book. It sounded a bit different, a bit cool, and a bit Australian. At least it was Australian and different!
I just couldnt get into it. Theres a lot of people who persevere, but I like to agree with whoever said "Lifes too short to read crap books, " although that quote may also apply to bad coffee.
The premise of the book seemed good, with a post apocalyptic Australia, and some recognizable locations despite what had happened. It was really just let down by the writing. Put simply, it was too hard to understand, and then when you did understand what was going on the effort wasn't rewarded.
The idea of the Assasin was interesting...but too hard to understand.
The trains were interesting... but too hard to understand.
Its just kept on like this.
Wilbur Smith generally takes 50 pages to get going, so i gave Kim Westwood till page 100. I had to let her go.
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