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Review: A Game of Thrones


A Game of Thrones

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



I had saw the series first which was amazing and lovely and intriguing as hell.

So after the series end and a feeling of despair settles in, I bought the book so I can relish again the story.

I never care much about fantasy before. I try to get into LOTR, but without success. I think I like something with the YA feels to it, which is why my preference is more to that. The other fantasy series sounds something like an old bore or someone who fancy they want to be an old bore would write.
So the writing on this story surprised me a bit. Maybe I was expecting LOTR style of writing, but George R. R. Martin is surprisingly to the point, direct, succinct. Quite a number of times you might even find a glimmer of humour that is incredibly lacking in most fantasy stories. Which I like, because sometimes it is so unexpected that I can't help laughing out loud.

I love the plots, the intricate characters, court intrigue, the many lords and ladies that it make your head ache trying to keep up. It created a wonderful world and I find myself unable to tear myself away from the book. So I rate it amazing, because that what I felt like when watching the series AND read the book.



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Comments

Taqiyuddin said…
awesome! but i must not be able to love it then. So the logic goes that I love fantasy, you love chick (or is it chic) lit. Hence if you love this book, then it must really be of chic lit quality.
Dils said…
LOL. I think it is really unfair that just because I like chic lit, other books I like have to be of chic lit-ish quality.

And no, this book does not feel chic lit-ish. But I kinda feels that the writer don't take it kind of seriously either (or as seriously as Tolkien might have taken his work). Maybe a guy who had read it can testify if it feels chic lit-ish.
Soraya Zainal said…
dils, nak pinjam boleh? suke tgk series die kat HBO and haritu bace 1st chapter kat kino.. but takut die mcm LOTR yg aku fail nk bace so malas nk beli.

nak pinjam yg first book pleaseee :)
Dils said…
boleh ajee. tapi kena ingatkan aku bile2 kite ade plan nk jumpa. Eh nk pinjam skali yg buku irish love stories, hehehe.
Soraya Zainal said…
laki ko ade tak? aku always free je malam2. bile nk makan pavlova kat alexis ni? hehe

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