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A review by kitnotmarlowe
Ha'penny by Jo Walton
Did not finish book.
never before has a series fallen so quickly from my favour with all the grace of icarus. if i think about this book too long i start speaking in tongues so please accept this unfiltered dm i sent to a friend in despair:
"It's ha'penny by Jo walton and I loooved the first book, of which the Thing is that it's 1949 and Britain has been sliding into fascist dictatorship after brokering peace with the Axis powers in 1941. Which is fine, occasionally makes me feel queasy but it's fine. This was written in 2007, I'm sure it would be slightly different today but uh. Main character #1 is roped into a plot to blow up Hitler (which she is already lukewarm on, and she's essentially the backup assassin which is why they didn't like. Choose someone on board 1000%) which she wants out of because she'd also blow up her estranged sister. Her sister who 1) was mean to her growing up 2) has not been seen in years on account of 3) being married to Heinrich fucking Himmler and happily cheering on the death camps...idk maybe I'm an only child but if I could blow up, Hitler, Himmler, and the fascist PM, at the cost of my fascist sister, I am blowing up my sister. Apparently she gets over it and does try to detonate the bomb to no avail but the whole tone is just SO weird and I can't stop thinking about The Rest Of Europe and there's also this fucking cuckoo bananas romance subplot where one of the co-conspiritors kisses the main character out of nowhere in a way that reads as sexual assault to me, essentially keeps her under house arrest until she blows up Hitler, and everyone is like yes this weird little man is your boyfriend now. What the HELL. And don't get me started on the idea of putting on an entire production of Hamlet in TWO WEEKS in what universe is that possible in what goddamn galaxy's"
"It's ha'penny by Jo walton and I loooved the first book, of which the Thing is that it's 1949 and Britain has been sliding into fascist dictatorship after brokering peace with the Axis powers in 1941. Which is fine, occasionally makes me feel queasy but it's fine. This was written in 2007, I'm sure it would be slightly different today but uh. Main character #1 is roped into a plot to blow up Hitler (which she is already lukewarm on, and she's essentially the backup assassin which is why they didn't like. Choose someone on board 1000%) which she wants out of because she'd also blow up her estranged sister. Her sister who 1) was mean to her growing up 2) has not been seen in years on account of 3) being married to Heinrich fucking Himmler and happily cheering on the death camps...idk maybe I'm an only child but if I could blow up, Hitler, Himmler, and the fascist PM, at the cost of my fascist sister, I am blowing up my sister. Apparently she gets over it and does try to detonate the bomb to no avail but the whole tone is just SO weird and I can't stop thinking about The Rest Of Europe and there's also this fucking cuckoo bananas romance subplot where one of the co-conspiritors kisses the main character out of nowhere in a way that reads as sexual assault to me, essentially keeps her under house arrest until she blows up Hitler, and everyone is like yes this weird little man is your boyfriend now. What the HELL. And don't get me started on the idea of putting on an entire production of Hamlet in TWO WEEKS in what universe is that possible in what goddamn galaxy's"