The Rook, by Daniel O'Malley

For a book that pretty much goes like this: infodump, infodump, action sequence, rinse, repeat, Daniel O'Malley's debut novel The Rook is astonishingly entertaining. It strongly reminds me of Seanan McGuire's InCryptid books, although I'm happy to report that I like The Rook even better.

When Myfanwy Thomas wakes up in a London park, surrounded by dead bodies and suffering from amnesia, she is forced to put her trust in the letter written by her former self she finds in a pocket. According to the letter, Myfanwy is a Rook, a high-level operative in a secret agency that protects the world from supernatural threats. Unfortunately for Myfanwy, however, her skills appear to be more organizational than offensive, and all the paperwork-wrangling gifts in the world aren't going to save her from a gang of super-powered killers.

Now that I've read The Rook, I can totally understand why Stephenie Meyer bought the TV rights. Words cannot express how much I dislike the Twilight series, but Ms. Meyer is clearly not a stupid woman, and The Rook—which will film like a blend of Penny Dreadful and Orphan Black, with a soupçon of The Office thrown in—has the potential to be an incredibly fun series (provided they are given a large enough budget). O'Malley's book is witty, inventive, violent, and intensely cinematic, and I'm totally looking forward to both reading the sequel and watching the TV adaptation.
Posted by: Julianka


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