Rage — Jackie Morse Kessler
“Addictions are notoriously difficult to just quit.” And so do I believe.
I am perchance one of the minorities who didn’t really like this book. I have no problems with the premise and writing whatsoever; given the fact that the premise itself was what lured me into reading it and the prose was beautiful, though quite repetitive. Indeed, it was very notable of Kessler to tackle serious themes such as teenage angst accompanied by self-mutilation and bullying. My problem with this book would possibly be the plot: nothing much happens in a span of 200 pages. Our protagonist talks nothing but her ex-boyfriend—how much she hates him, how she shouldn’t have dated him, and then stripping for him the first chance she gets, though she obviously knows that he’s a total douche bag. The side characters would have been fleshed out more like her best friend and her sister. Furthermore, I am bugged with the reasoning behind her cutting. When did she start cutting? What triggered her? It wasn’t really that incisive. Lastly, the epilogue was jam-packed—everything was thrown decisively to resolve the predicament, when they can be a part of the story; the counseling, parent’s reaction, and whatnot. Missy’s abrupt withdrawal from cutting was unconvincing, since self-injury is a form of addiction, and addictions cannot be terminated overnight. Recovery is a gradual process.
However, kudos! Kudos to the designer/s of the book cover! If one can only judge a book by its cover, Rage already earns 5 stars.
In conclusion, Rage definitely has it. It is not bad after all. I am actually a sucker when it comes to stories about the Horseman of the Apocalypse, or anything about the apocalypse for that matter. This just didn’t really blow me all the way.