Review: All The Crooked Saints by Maggie Stiefvater

Review: All The Crooked Saints by Maggie Stiefvater

‘We don’t quite understand miracles. This is the way of most divine things; saints and miracles belong to a different world and use a different set of rules.’ 

All The Crooked Saints doesn’t make a lick of sense.

The Soria family cause miracles. These miracles involve the darkness inside a person leaving their body and physically manifesting, so that the sufferer can figure out how to deal with it and dispel the darkness by themselves.

It takes a bloody long time to get your head around that, though, as Maggie Stiefvater employs so many convoluted metaphors on every dang page. Some people might interpret that as whimsical and inspiring, but in my opinion it was downright aggravating.

I’m not automatically opposed to magical realism, but I do think that there’s a right and a wrong way to go about it. Sadly, All The Crooked Saints falls into the latter camp. It’s difficult to find the words to describe how I felt about this book. I flew through it which is normally a sign that I’m really enjoying the writing/plot/characters, but just a couple of days after finishing it I’ve already forgotten basically everything that happened. It’s not a memorable book, and it’s hard to take anything in because it’s so hard to get your head around what’s happening.

Maggie Stiefvater has a dedicated fanbase who I’m sure adored this standalone release, but it wasn’t for me. If you’re not a fan of magical realism, avoid this book. If you enjoy fantasy and being mildly-to-extremely befuddled, give it a go.


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