1. The Rose Field by #PhilipPullman.
Disappointing conclusion to an uneven trilogy. Parts of it reminded me of His Dark Materials and not in a good way. More like, “This again?” It’s already an interesting story, why clutter it with repetitive elements or extraneous characters and subplots? Pullman poses interesting questions and explores ideas that are easily mapped onto the current shitshow that’s our world. But the answers and resolution are unsatisfying. Maybe my disgust at real life and need for answers makes me judge this too harshly. I might be up for a re-read later…
