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A review by decu777
Metro 2033 by Dmitry Glukhovsky
adventurous
dark
emotional
tense
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
5.0
Simply compelling. Everything about this book is exactly what the reader goes in expecting it to be. From having extremely detailed worldbuilding, due to the world being focused on a relatively small scale, to the profound journey that Artyom embarks upon, all the way up to the tragic and impactful ending that is so beautifully written.
The complete plot twist at the end was absolutely unexpected throughout the entire story, which only makes it all the more impactful. Simply put, beautiful.
"so that thousands of people throughout the metro could breathe, eat, love one another, give life to their children, defecate and sleep, dream, fight, kill, be ravaged and betrayed, philosophize and hate. And so that each could believe in his own paradise and his own hell. So that life in the metro, senseless and useless, exaulted and filled with life, dirty and seething, endlessly diverse... so miraculous and fine, could continue".
"He tried desperately to discover in his consciousness at least a trace of that presence which just had filled and warmed him. And which promised salvation for him and all mankind. Which had given meaning to his existence. But nothing was left of it. His consciousness was like a deserted tunnel. Artyom keenly felt that the light by which he would be able to illuminate his life, and find his way, would never appear again."
The complete plot twist at the end was absolutely unexpected throughout the entire story, which only makes it all the more impactful. Simply put, beautiful.
"so that thousands of people throughout the metro could breathe, eat, love one another, give life to their children, defecate and sleep, dream, fight, kill, be ravaged and betrayed, philosophize and hate. And so that each could believe in his own paradise and his own hell. So that life in the metro, senseless and useless, exaulted and filled with life, dirty and seething, endlessly diverse... so miraculous and fine, could continue".
"He tried desperately to discover in his consciousness at least a trace of that presence which just had filled and warmed him. And which promised salvation for him and all mankind. Which had given meaning to his existence. But nothing was left of it. His consciousness was like a deserted tunnel. Artyom keenly felt that the light by which he would be able to illuminate his life, and find his way, would never appear again."