Um. I loved this book. A lot. I really didn’t expect to. I mean, I read Westerfeld’s Uglies series, and I thought it was pretty okay — entertaining, adventurous, and the like — but this is some seriously excellent stuff!
Maybe I forgot to tell myself that I love steampunk, I don’t know. Leviathan starts right at the beginning of World War I, immediately after Franz and Sophie are assassinated (by poisoning, this time). The usual suspects go off to war, but it’s not trench warfare on the menu today, but a machines vs. nature showdown. See, in this world, there are Clankers and Darwinists (and neutral people, of course, but they aren’t as exciting). The former love their giant walking machines; the latter love their giant whale zeppelins. And when I say whale, I mean that oh, also, Darwin has figured out DNA in this world and the Darwinists evolve their zeppelins and the like by splicing together interesting bits to make battle animals and flying implements that are alive. That’s pretty darn cool. Let’s work on that. 🙂
So the background of the story is excellent, and then the two main characters, who share chapter-time, are pretty awesome themselves. We first meet Alek, the only son of Franz and Sophie, who is whisked away in the middle of the night to go hide from the people who’d rather he be dead. Of course, he’s fifteen, so he’s not too good at the “shut up and hide” aspect of this whisking. Our other protagonist is Deryn, a girl who is passing as a boy (called Dylan) so that she can join the Air Service and go flying. She is also fifteen and a titch full of herself, but she thinks awesome things like, “Hey, all you sods, I can fly and you can’t! A natural airman, in case you haven’t noticed. And in conclusion, I’d like to add that I’m a girl and you can all get stuffed!” Deryn’s kind of a badass.
Oh. And the illustrations are magnificent. As are the endpapers. Keith Thompson is my new artist-crush. 🙂
This is the first in another trilogy, I think; I can’t wait for the next one!
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