—as well as ally, protector, and mentor of Stephanie Edgley, a very unusual and darkly talented twelve-year-old. These two alone must defeat an all-consuming ancient evil.
The end of the world? Over his dead body.
Many thanks to Orphu for introducing me to this series! Its premise sounded completely bizarre, so naturally I was interested. And now I am hooked. I finished the second book just the other day and feel disappointed, not because of the book, but because my library only has the series up to book three. How tragic.
Anyway, the review. Right.
Note: This book can also be found under the title Scepter of the Ancients! It was retitled so as not to confuse the title of the first book with the title of the entire series.
The story is hilarious!
I laughed throughout the entire book. Skulduggery and Stephanie have a great friendship and an even better witty banter between them. I love sarcasm and deadpan humor more than almost anything else in the world (except chocolate and cute fictional girls) and Skulduggery Pleasant did not disappoint in this regard.
I think my favorite quote of all was, “I’m placing you under arrest for murder, conspiracy to commit murder and, I don’t know, possibly littering.”
If you liked Eoin Colfer’s Artemis Fowl series I think you would also like these books – very similar sense of humor, plus similar amounts of odd characters (with even odder names).
The plot was a bit episodic but hey, it kept the action going.
The book was like, “Stephanie and Skulduggery did this fantastic thing and then they did that and then they went over here to defeat the bad guy and then BOOM and and and then it was awesome!”
That’s not the kind of book I’m used to and yet it didn’t irritate me that much. A little? Sure. But it wasn’t a big deal. Skulduggery Pleasant belongs to that odd in-between group where you can’t tell if it’s YA or a children’s book. And authors can get away with episodic plots quite easily in children’s literature, if the majority of what I’ve read is anything to go by.
I want to meet Skulduggery so badly.
When I read, I often look for three types of characters with whom I wish I could have some sort of relationship. I look for characters who would be good best friends, characters who would be good girlfriends, and… uncles. Not what you were expecting?
I don’t really know how it started. I mean, I have decent non-fictional uncles. Maybe it’s because I can’t really imagine anyone else as my dad – the only character who even comes close to dad-ish-ness is Mr. Weasley.
So uncles it is. Seriously, imagine how cool it would be if the Doctor were your uncle and every so often he stopped by your house so the two of you could go visit the planet of the Ood or wherever. Or, for a very different – much calmer – sort of uncle, how about Remus Lupin? He’s smart, he’s kind, he knows how to fight against the Dark Arts.
Now imagine if your uncle were a sarcastic, snazzily-dressed, fireball-throwing skeleton detective. Pretty cool, no? THEN WHY IS SKULDUGGERY NOT REAL? I would love to have weird adventures and fight crime with him and hurl fire at people and generally cause havoc.
Skulduggery Pleasant is, well, like no other book I’ve ever read. It’s witty and zany and yet dark as well. It was a quick read, and a lovely one. I look forward to the next books in the series!
If I can find them, that is.