Just in case my other review isn't posted, I thought I'd write another one. Never hurts in letting people know the awful, stinking truth.
And in this case, it WAS awful and stinking. This is most possibly one of the WORST Star Wars books I've ever read. Not only was the plot thoroughly un-convincing and bogus, everyone, and I mean EVERYONE who we've come to know in other Star Wars books and movies has been placed drastically out of character. Not to mention the lousy writing.
Okay. I'll start with the plot. YUCKO!!! I mean, in this book, Anakin Solo and his friend sneak out of the Jedi Acadamy to follow some fool mission... right under the teachers' noses! HELLO!!!! Can you say... impossible? Anakin and what's-her-face are not even real Jedi trainees yet, and somehow they manage to sneak by Luke and Tionne, a Jedi Master and a Jedi, scot-free? I don't THINK SO!!!!
And the character portrayals. Or better put, LACK OF. No-one acted like they had been written to act before. Becuz' this is his series, I'll start with Anakin. Anakin, Anakin, Anakin. The quiet, studious boy whose only ambition is to please his parents and live up to his family's illustrious name. And along comes "The Golden Globe." BOOM. This same Anakin SOMEHOW gets the idea in his brain to go off on a dangerous, pointless, undriven mission that places him, Artoo, and his creep friend in danger. Are these two boys the same person? Is it POSSIBLE to undergo such a dramatic change in such a short time span? Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, NO.
And Luke. Poor Luke. First he's this regular guy, then he's a wussie (KJA :-(), then he's this calm, collected teacher-type... you'd think you would have run out of ideas of what to make of him. But no. In "The Golden Globe," Luke, who is supposedly a nice, open, easy-going teacher sort of guy, is suddenly transformed into a stern professor type like the ones you see in "Animal House." Lectures, punishments, no leeway. Y'know--the type you'd like to hit in the back of the head with a golf club. Awful, ain't it? Geez.
And Tahiri. I don't want to get started on Tahiri! Let me just say this one thing: If Callista had a younger clone, Tahiri would be IT. Disgusting. (Those of you who LIKED Callista... um... well, I don't know what to say. You scare me.)
Last but not least, the writing in this book was utterly pedestrian. The plot was slow to develop, and extremely unconvincing. The only neat guy to pop up was Ikrit, a tiny dog-dude, who I hope gets some comic relief later... (hint hint hint: Ikrit chomps Luke's hand, electrocution commences and socks come flying out of the dryer to stick on 'em!)
Well, that's all I have to say. Again. I hope this thing gets posted. None of my reviews (which are usually sparkling, mind you) ever do anymore. Sigh. What I wouldn't do for some mind-control power.
This is Jedi Te'wwerdo signing off. Good Fight, good Night. Good Riddance.
PS.... I said it once. I'll say it again. WHERE'S MARA?!?