tiana_598's review against another edition
adventurous
funny
lighthearted
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
4.5
meagan_kay's review against another edition
4.0
This was such a fun book to read! I enjoyed Percy's humor throughout the storytelling as well as learning about the Greek mythology.
giocoree's review against another edition
informative
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? N/A
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? N/A
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? N/A
3.0
argo ii reunion thats what we want
cupio's review against another edition
adventurous
funny
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.75
augustisqueer's review against another edition
adventurous
funny
lighthearted
relaxing
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.0
elee353's review against another edition
adventurous
challenging
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
4.0
jojo1104's review against another edition
adventurous
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
sleeveless_heart's review against another edition
3.0
Though all thestories were fun and interesting, Riordan is not his usual funny self in this book. Also, there are a bit of inappropriate (but EXTREMEMLY funny!!!) references made to certain words. The book is okay, but not as good as the Greek Gods book.
mingreads_'s review against another edition
4.0
Favorite Sections
Perseus circled the perimeter of the camp. "If you want your eye and tooth back , you'd better behave yourselves."
"They're our property!" wailed Ugly #1.
"They're our precious!" cried Ugly #3
"Wrong story, you idiot!" snapped Ugly #2.
The blade went through the branch, then through the trunk, cutting the whole tree in half like it was made of Play-Doh. If you'd seen a demonstration like that on the Demigod Shopping Network, you totally would've ordered the sword for $19.99 plus shipping and handling.
"Well," he said to himself, "at least I know that direction is west. If I fly that way I should eventually get home."
Wrong. Dude must not have been paying attention while he was trying to get away from the Gorgons. Either that or he was using Apple Maps, because he was totally off course.
Another piece of advice: Let's Get Him! is a terrible thing to be carved on your tombstone as your last words.
Together they flew off into the sunset, heading for Seriphos after carefully checking the best route on Apple Maps.
Immediately her sisters came plummeting out of the sky, screaming and failing their arms. They landed face-first in the wildflowers. I guess Zephyrus didn't think much of them, or maybe they were flying economy class.
Boy, did Zephyrus get a good laugh out of that. You should never try to board a flight until your group number is called. Everybody knows that.
Probably Zephyrus's wind spirits couldn't keep their mouths shut because they were a bunch of airheads.
-like when you spend all morning searching for your glasses and you find them on your head.
"Who are you?" asked Psyche. "Come out from behind those reeds!"
"I can't," said the reeds. "I am the reeds."
"How have you passed all my tests, Psyche?"
"Oh...you know. Persistence. Clean living. Can I have my husband back now?"
As she was climbing down the narrow ledges inside the volcanic fixture, she happened to pass a lame ass-driver. (Don't look at me funny. That's exactly what the old stories called him: a lame ass-driver. The dude was lame, like crippled. He was leading an ass, like a donkey. What did you think I meant?)
Helios regarded his son. "You have grown into a fine young man. You deserve the name The Shining. And by that I mean you are young and strong and handsome, not that you are associated in any way the that psycho ax-murderer movie."
He quickly realized that the scrawny dude at the reins was not Helios. "Oh, I hate student drivers."
Me, I like the theory that Amazon comes from the Persian term ha-mazon which means warriors. I like that theory because Annabeth likes that theory, and if I don't like what she likes, she gets all ha-mazon on me.
They founded two famous cities on the western coast of Turkey-Smyrna and Ephesus. Why they picked those names, I don't know. I would've gone with Buttkickville and Smackdown City, but that's just me.
The Trojans, not wishing to get killed by major dental trauma, did what he asked.
-breaking the shell would win eternal fame and an ass-load of gold. (By which I mean as much gold as could be carried by a strong donkey.)
Minos understood greed.
He clapped his hands and his servants brought forward several heavy chests-an ass-load of gold, minus the ass.
That's where the old saying comes from: Walk aimlessly and carry a bog stick.
I'm pretty sure that's how it goes.
"I can fix that." Theseus whipped out his sword and helped Procrustes fit perfectly in his own bed. That's where we get another old saying: You made your bed, now lie in it, and if you don't fit, we'll cut off your head and legs."
King Minos, on the other hand, did not instantly fall in love with Theseus.
The local philosophers, who had way too much time on their hands, started debating the "Theseus ship problem." If you gradually replace every piece of an original with an exact copy, is is still the same object? I've wondered about that with celebrities who get too much plastic surgery. But Annabeth tells me I'm getting off track.
He led Atalanta back to his kingdom, sending messengers ahead of him with the warming ATALANTA IS COMING. DO NOT FLIRT WITH TALENT. SHE WILL PUT AN ARROW THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
Finally Orpheus's music became so powerful it could even affect the environment. Trees moved through the earth, scuttling on their roots like crabs, so they could get closer to his lyre...Rolling stones followed him down the road. (Probably the Rolling Stones, too, because those dudes look old enough to have know Orpheus.)
"Hey, Diomedes," said Hercules, "Can I have your horses?"
Diomedes grinned. The psychotic gleam in his eyes made him look about as friendly as a jack-o'-lantern.
"Sorry. I meant human. Anyway, here's what you need to do. Go northeast, past the land of the Hyperboreans, to the very edge of the known world."
"Been there. Killed stuff. Got the T-shirt."
Time for the last stupid deed!
Are you excited? Hercules was. He was ready to be done with this nonsense. So was the poor schmuck who was writing it all down. Oh, wait...that's me.
Getting across the River Styx turned out to be no problem. The ferryman, Charon, was a huge fan. He agreed to take the hero across in exchange for Hercules recording a voice-mail greeting on his iPhone.
Hercules burst into the throne room. "Eurystheus, play dead!"
The high king screamed and dove into his bronze pot.
Hercules grinned. He'd been hoping for one more pot dive.
"Darn it!" said Chrysomallos. "I told you to hang on."
AFter that, Phrixus dug his hands into the ram's fleece and wouldn't let go for anything. the place where Helle died was a channel of water between the Aegean Sea and the Black Sea. Forever afterward it was called the Hellespont, I guess because Hella Stupid would've been impolite.
Years later, by the time the big festival rolled around, Pelias had almost forgotten about the prophecy. He was having a great time. Everything seemed cool. He'd almost gotten over his compulsive need to check people's feet or scream at ambassadors wearing long robes, "WHAT SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?"
Jason wanted to call the figurehead Siri, but there were trademark issues.
"I did!" said a voice in the back.
"One more word," Hercules growled. "and I will introduce your face to my club."
Jason bowed. "Your majesty, I am Jason, the rightful heir to the throne of Iolcus. I have come to bring the Golden Fleece home to Greece!"
His statement was a kind of stupid rhyme, but now one laughed.
The king's chariot rolled to a stop. Aeetes glared down at Jason.
"FOOL!" bellowed the king, which was how he usually said good morning.
That's it :)
Perseus circled the perimeter of the camp. "If you want your eye and tooth back , you'd better behave yourselves."
"They're our property!" wailed Ugly #1.
"They're our precious!" cried Ugly #3
"Wrong story, you idiot!" snapped Ugly #2.
The blade went through the branch, then through the trunk, cutting the whole tree in half like it was made of Play-Doh. If you'd seen a demonstration like that on the Demigod Shopping Network, you totally would've ordered the sword for $19.99 plus shipping and handling.
"Well," he said to himself, "at least I know that direction is west. If I fly that way I should eventually get home."
Wrong. Dude must not have been paying attention while he was trying to get away from the Gorgons. Either that or he was using Apple Maps, because he was totally off course.
Another piece of advice: Let's Get Him! is a terrible thing to be carved on your tombstone as your last words.
Together they flew off into the sunset, heading for Seriphos after carefully checking the best route on Apple Maps.
Immediately her sisters came plummeting out of the sky, screaming and failing their arms. They landed face-first in the wildflowers. I guess Zephyrus didn't think much of them, or maybe they were flying economy class.
Boy, did Zephyrus get a good laugh out of that. You should never try to board a flight until your group number is called. Everybody knows that.
Probably Zephyrus's wind spirits couldn't keep their mouths shut because they were a bunch of airheads.
-like when you spend all morning searching for your glasses and you find them on your head.
"Who are you?" asked Psyche. "Come out from behind those reeds!"
"I can't," said the reeds. "I am the reeds."
"How have you passed all my tests, Psyche?"
"Oh...you know. Persistence. Clean living. Can I have my husband back now?"
As she was climbing down the narrow ledges inside the volcanic fixture, she happened to pass a lame ass-driver. (Don't look at me funny. That's exactly what the old stories called him: a lame ass-driver. The dude was lame, like crippled. He was leading an ass, like a donkey. What did you think I meant?)
Helios regarded his son. "You have grown into a fine young man. You deserve the name The Shining. And by that I mean you are young and strong and handsome, not that you are associated in any way the that psycho ax-murderer movie."
He quickly realized that the scrawny dude at the reins was not Helios. "Oh, I hate student drivers."
Me, I like the theory that Amazon comes from the Persian term ha-mazon which means warriors. I like that theory because Annabeth likes that theory, and if I don't like what she likes, she gets all ha-mazon on me.
They founded two famous cities on the western coast of Turkey-Smyrna and Ephesus. Why they picked those names, I don't know. I would've gone with Buttkickville and Smackdown City, but that's just me.
The Trojans, not wishing to get killed by major dental trauma, did what he asked.
-breaking the shell would win eternal fame and an ass-load of gold. (By which I mean as much gold as could be carried by a strong donkey.)
Minos understood greed.
He clapped his hands and his servants brought forward several heavy chests-an ass-load of gold, minus the ass.
That's where the old saying comes from: Walk aimlessly and carry a bog stick.
I'm pretty sure that's how it goes.
"I can fix that." Theseus whipped out his sword and helped Procrustes fit perfectly in his own bed. That's where we get another old saying: You made your bed, now lie in it, and if you don't fit, we'll cut off your head and legs."
King Minos, on the other hand, did not instantly fall in love with Theseus.
The local philosophers, who had way too much time on their hands, started debating the "Theseus ship problem." If you gradually replace every piece of an original with an exact copy, is is still the same object? I've wondered about that with celebrities who get too much plastic surgery. But Annabeth tells me I'm getting off track.
He led Atalanta back to his kingdom, sending messengers ahead of him with the warming ATALANTA IS COMING. DO NOT FLIRT WITH TALENT. SHE WILL PUT AN ARROW THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
Finally Orpheus's music became so powerful it could even affect the environment. Trees moved through the earth, scuttling on their roots like crabs, so they could get closer to his lyre...Rolling stones followed him down the road. (Probably the Rolling Stones, too, because those dudes look old enough to have know Orpheus.)
"Hey, Diomedes," said Hercules, "Can I have your horses?"
Diomedes grinned. The psychotic gleam in his eyes made him look about as friendly as a jack-o'-lantern.
"Sorry. I meant human. Anyway, here's what you need to do. Go northeast, past the land of the Hyperboreans, to the very edge of the known world."
"Been there. Killed stuff. Got the T-shirt."
Time for the last stupid deed!
Are you excited? Hercules was. He was ready to be done with this nonsense. So was the poor schmuck who was writing it all down. Oh, wait...that's me.
Getting across the River Styx turned out to be no problem. The ferryman, Charon, was a huge fan. He agreed to take the hero across in exchange for Hercules recording a voice-mail greeting on his iPhone.
Hercules burst into the throne room. "Eurystheus, play dead!"
The high king screamed and dove into his bronze pot.
Hercules grinned. He'd been hoping for one more pot dive.
"Darn it!" said Chrysomallos. "I told you to hang on."
AFter that, Phrixus dug his hands into the ram's fleece and wouldn't let go for anything. the place where Helle died was a channel of water between the Aegean Sea and the Black Sea. Forever afterward it was called the Hellespont, I guess because Hella Stupid would've been impolite.
Years later, by the time the big festival rolled around, Pelias had almost forgotten about the prophecy. He was having a great time. Everything seemed cool. He'd almost gotten over his compulsive need to check people's feet or scream at ambassadors wearing long robes, "WHAT SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?"
Jason wanted to call the figurehead Siri, but there were trademark issues.
"I did!" said a voice in the back.
"One more word," Hercules growled. "and I will introduce your face to my club."
Jason bowed. "Your majesty, I am Jason, the rightful heir to the throne of Iolcus. I have come to bring the Golden Fleece home to Greece!"
His statement was a kind of stupid rhyme, but now one laughed.
The king's chariot rolled to a stop. Aeetes glared down at Jason.
"FOOL!" bellowed the king, which was how he usually said good morning.
That's it :)