Title: The Owl Keeper
Author: Christine Brodien-Jones
Max used to have a good life with his grandma, who taught him all about the silver owls and the prophecy that one day the Owl Keeper would overthrow the darkness with the help of a silver owl. But after his grandma dies, he contracts a strange disease that leaves him allergic to sunlight. Then the silver owl shows up. Max is infatuated with the owl, but the government is trying to exterminate them . . .
This book tries to blend fantasy with dystopia, and in my opinion usually fails. From the few dates given, we’re not quite 100 years out, yet some unexplained experiment with the weather split the moon in two (now THAT would have been a story) and generally devastated the natural seasonal cycles (this would make more sense if Earth’s rotation or orbit changed, not its weather). Due to the weather issues, the government is constructing huge domed cities for everyone to live in, thus abandoning the exterior world to the various disasters and monsters that have cropped up (or were created through genetic experiments).
On the other hand, we have a prophecy, glowing silver owls that can do magic, Destiny confirmed by birthmarks, an Absolute Darkness working for evil, etc.
Personally I think this should’ve stuck with the fantasy. It wouldn’t have been hard to turn most of the dystopian elements fantastic, whereas the dystopia really struggles with the fantasy.
For example, we are presumably on Earth (simply because nothing says otherwise), yet we have magical silver owls that have been around for hundreds of years, in addition to a prophecy that’s apparently well known enough that the government feels the need to rebroadcast slightly altered versions of it to trivialize it. The genetic mutations worked for me when it was Misshapens living in the forest or creatures who have presumably been under development for years . . . but then there is someone who materially transforms instantly after only one shot. Or how one bite of a loaded muffin is enough to paralyze normal brain function immediately, but can still be shaken off a very short time later. Or how falling asleep in conditions clearly conducive to freezing to death not only has them waking up without outside intervention, but without so much as frostbite to show for it.
So the science is falling over because it’s acting more like magic. The setting is also prone to annoying conveniences like a Frozen Zone being within walking distance of a more normally temperate town. Nothing was offered to explain this other than the weather related experiment from way back when.
I can forgive a shoddy setting for excellent characters. These aren’t. Rose introduces herself by being obnoxious and a liar, and the only reason I can think for Max bothering is because he has no one but the even-more-depressing housekeeper to talk to. Regardless, the fact that she’s such a liar makes it hard for me to swallow that she’s telling the truth later, just because she says she is (Max conveniently can’t verify anything that comes out of her mouth). So when she eventually starts to have problems, I found myself less than sympathetic.
Max is better, but not by much. He suffers from extreme stupidity. I can roll my eyes and move past the fact that he never once suspected his sinister guardian was working against him, but when he has the opportunity to throw away the device he now KNOWS is bad for him . . . and takes it WITH HIM . . . The plot doesn’t even try to explain that. Max just thinks he has no idea why he’s doing it. I don’t either. It’s a really poor way to build dramatic tension in the following scene so someone can fight him for it and threaten to stab him with it all over again.
I’m not even sure if the ending was meant to tie things up or lead into a sequel, as it could read either way. I don’t care, as I have zero desire to pick up another book. The worldbuilding has too many inconsistencies and the characters make me want to throw the book at the wall. I rate this book Not Recommended.