Caraval by Stephanie Garber
Ehi Books Lovers,
Today I want to talk about a really phenomenal book. Caraval by Stephanie Garber was released 2016. And in honor of this anniversary I couldn’t not read Caraval. If you remember for some time I said I wanted to read, I had also bought the US version, but the opportunity never showed up until now, and here I am, destroyed, happy, anxious for the second volume … I can not even describe the emotions that this book made me feel.
I was literally linked to the pages day and night, morning and evening. At school, even during classes I could not stay focused because I was constantly thinking of Caraval, what would happen in the next chapter. Because each chapter hides new mysteries to unveil in order to reach the end of the game, a breathtaking but not complete end because the story continues in the second volume.
The characters evolve throughout the story in an impressive way, because at the beginning of the book each of them has a personality, and in the end, throughout the course of history, will be changed. They assume aspects that we would never even imagine. But the best thing is that this evolution happens gradually, little by little throughout Caraval and in this is the author’s skill, not to super-charge the scenes, but always write the right to keep the reader glued to the page and always write something new, intriguing to never fail to expectations and do not disappoint, and amaze with a story never seen before.
There are books that talk about stories installed in a circus, but no one is like Caraval, because Caraval is a game, it’s a magical place, different from anything you’ve read so far, and just knowing that the author has written a trilogy set in this enchanted place where nothing is as it seems is nothing less than impressive, because even though I have not read the other two volumes, of which the third will soon be released in the US, I guess it must have been a challenge, pleasant , for the author. And the fact that this book has found so much success must have been a great satisfaction, because this story deserves all the fame it has received, and I am also happy to tell you that the film rights of this book have been bought by Twentieth Century Fox (big producer in short), so soon we should also have the film adaptation that I can not wait to see, with the hope, however, that stick to the book as much as possible, because if they have to turn this book into a film it would be nice to keep the true story, without upsetting it as they always do.
I talked a lot I know, but for the rest I leave the plot because this is one of those books that I could not talk to you without spoilers. But Caraval, with Scarlett, Julian, Legend, Donatella, Dante, Jo, Nicolas, Marcello, is a book that must be discovered through reading from the first page to the last, and not through any spoilers made in a review. I wish you a good reading because I assure you will not regret if you choose it as a next reading!
Scarlett has never left the tiny island where she and her beloved sister, Tella, live with their powerful, and cruel, father. Now Scarletts father has arranged a marriage for her, and Scarlett thinks her dreams of seeing Caraval, the far-away, once-a-year performance where the audience participates in the show, are over.
But this year, Scarletts long-dreamt of invitation finally arrives. With the help of a mysterious sailor, Tella whisks Scarlett away to the show. Only, as soon as they arrive, Tella is kidnapped by Caravals mastermind organizer, Legend. It turns out that this seasons Caraval revolves around Tella, and whoever finds her first is the winner.
Scarlett has been told that everything that happens during Caraval is only an elaborate performance. But she nevertheless becomes enmeshed in a game of love, heartbreak, and magic with the other players in the game. And whether Caraval is real or not, she must find Tella before the five nights of the game are over, a dangerous domino effect of consequences is set off, and her sister disappears forever.
Welcome, welcome to Caraval . . . beware of getting swept too far away.
