Series: The Selection, #2
Publisher: HarperCollins Australia
Release Date: April 23, 2013
Genres: Dystopia, Romance, YA
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Thirty-five girls came to the palace to compete in the Selection. All but six have been sent home. And only one will get to marry Prince Maxon and be crowned princess of Illea.
America still isn’t sure where her heart lies. When she’s with Maxon, she’s swept up in their new and breathless romance, and can’t dream of being with anyone else. But whenever she sees Aspen standing guard around the palace, and is overcome with memories of the life they planned to share. With the group narrowed down to the Elite, the other girls are even more determined to win Maxon over—and time is running out for America to decide.
Just when America is sure she’s made her choice, a devastating loss makes her question everything again. And while she’s struggling to imagine her future, the violent rebels that are determined to overthrow the monarchy are growing stronger and their plans could destroy her chance at any kind of happy ending.
I can see why The Elite can be enjoyable. For people into angsty, romancey dominant dystopians. Heck, I don’t even get why people believe that this is a dystopian at times. The development of Kiera Cass’ world is so minimal it may as well not be there at all. Then dystopian lovers won’t get mislead into some fail of a gag-worthy love story. Even things that seemed a little likable turned out to be fails as the romance is like a disease, it spreads everywhere and it’s unstoppable.
Picking from where we left off, America Singer is part of the Elite, where there are still six girls fighting to win Prince Maxon’s heart. They marry Maxon then they get everything- the crown, being a One, the country. Even though Maxon clearly has declared his love for America, she still is in a tough situation as her ex-boyfriend is following her every move. Stuck between the two, America also faces the rebel attacks penetrating the palace. Actually, forget that last sentence as it doesn’t really matter. The rebel attacks were so minute and monotonous and stirred only the tiniest of complications in The Elite.
One day, when all literary characters come to life, I will track down America and pulverise her. While her love for her family and friends is strong, her indecision and possessiveness wanted me to rip my hair out. Here are just some examples:
I looked away. That wasn’t something I could promise. I weighed Maxon and Aspen in my heart over and over, and neither of them ever had a true edge. Except, maybe, when I was alone with one of them.
But how was I supposed to decide between two good possibilities? How could I make a choice that would leave some part of me devastated either way? I comforted myself with the thought that I still had time. I still had time.
I mean gosh America, not everything revolves around you and your stupidity. You can’t love two people with so much angst towards both of them. Here’s a few examples of her possessiveness towards both Maxon and Aspen:
Maybe if Maxon here already it wouldn’t be so bad. Then again, maybe it would make me more anxious. I still couldn’t figure out why, after everything, he hadn’t made any time for me lately.
and (this was when Aspen asked Celeste for a dance as it was a Halloween party)
“What the hell was that?” I asked quietly but with obvious outrage in my voice.
“What was what?” [Aspen]
“Celeste was running her hands all over you!”
Uh no, America, Aspen and Celeste just danced like you did with Officer Woodwork. Bloody hell.
America also has a habit of crying. All the freaking time. When the tiniest thing goes bad. When she overthinks. And when she’s not crying she’s giggling like she has some sort of disorder. Guys, she’s worse than Taylor Swift and me.
Moreover, the supporting characters were no better. Despite the fact that they’re unique and contrasted. They were absolutely revolting. Here is an indirect quote:
Kriss: I want to have seven bridesmaids at my wedding. I want to have a big wedding if Maxon chooses me.
Celeste: I won’t want to have bridesmaids. Since it would be televised, I want all eyes on me.
Me: I want a gun at my wedding so I can kill you all.
The Elite pretty much was uneventful. You can skip this one and read the next one and not even feel like you’ve missed out on anything. The plot was invisible. The world building was underwhelming. The romance was just too horrible for words. So move on people! Don’t waste your time with this one.
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