Reviews for Los seis mesias

The average rating for Los seis mesias based on 2 reviews is 2.5 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2016-05-07 00:00:00 Frederick Conrad Frost's follow-up to his highly entertaining The List of Seven, which featured the adventures of a Dr. Watson-esque Arthur Conan Doyle and mystical secret agent Jack Sparks, widens his world but sacrifices a lot of the fun. it all felt so forced and by the numbers; I realized after the 150-page mark that I was forcing myself to continue. why do that? there are so many other books to be read. and so I gave up. steampunk has its stateside corollary in weird tales of a dusty america full of magic and spirits and wide, open spaces and an often wide-eyed sort of tone as well, one befitting a fairly new country. List of Seven was an early steampunk novel and after reading this novel's synopsis, I expected to enjoy all of what I just described in its sequel. well, it was all there but the enjoyment was missing. alas. not a bad book, but I guess not my kind of my book. the plot was fun, but the writing often felt flat and hackneyed, and the characters often irritatingly cartoonish. and that's about all the bitching I feel up to for today.

Review # 2 was written on 2009-08-16 00:00:00 Oscar Santos I guess it's a rule to most action adventure books: the grander the scale, the less endearing the tale. This is the sequel to "The List of 7," an eye-opening superfuntoread experience. The same characters, Arthur Conan Doyle, Jack Sparks, Alexander... all return. If this were The Mummy franchise, 7=The Mummy; 6=The Mummy Returns. There is to be a congregation of six figureheads at a dark tower in the middle of Arizona. Doyle travels the ocean (has some obstacles... his brother accompanies him on his American Book Tour), from NYC to Chicago to Phoenix. Many characters are added on, most of them interesting and unconventional. Then the climax arrives 20 pages before the last page. So much effort, and the payoff seems... weak. There is a hint of betrayal here. The writer could have left his swashbucklers in the first book, but this extension brings them forth, completely out of their element. "List of 7", played upon the stage of Victorian England, with its foggy cobble-stoned streets & ill-lit lamps, was ambiance personified. Here Frost explores the new world, and the experience is less claustrophobic, emblematic, endearing... and that is the problem.